I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Rhodes, whose speed had also increased again, gave Michelle no chance to catch her up. He easily caught up with her while she was being knocked away and swung his sword at her again.

Michelle gritted her teeth, adjusted her body while flying backward, and raised her steel fists in front of her chest, forcefully blocking the blade that Rhodes was slashing down.

He then crashed to the ground and rolled around, causing dust to rise from the battlefield and temporarily obscuring the enemy's vision.

Taking advantage of this moment, Michelle adjusted her posture again and roared as she charged towards the incredibly fast Rhodes.

The two figures clashed once more, their swords flashing and fists clashing, making the entire battlefield seem as if it were being bombarded by missiles continuously, the power and destructive force of the battle still increasing.

"Heh, this is really interesting."

From the observation deck, overlooking the fierce battle raging below, Reinhardt remarked with amusement:

"Both of them have achieved a high degree of integration with the holy relics. My city was indeed created after learning Karl's laws, so the two of them who were born here also bear the law of eternal destruction."

"So it's reasonable for this situation to occur as long as one possesses the qualifications and a sacred artifact closely related to their soul in life. But Karl, Gray... in my opinion, this is too much of a coincidence. Do you have anything to say about this?"

After saying that, Reinhardt looked at the two of them with a smile, his golden eyes reflecting a slightly meaningful emotion.

As Reinhardt said, this situation is too much of a coincidence.

First, both strong soul aptitude and matching sacred artifacts require effort.

Each member of the Black Round Table, provided their soul aptitude is sufficient, will carefully select the most suitable relic for themselves.

However, the soul that dies and is reborn has no choice.

The powerful soul that died and was reborn in Reinhardt's Golden Castle, along with the perfectly suited holy relic, seems too coincidental.

It was as if it had been meticulously prepared.

If only one person on the battlefield were in this condition, Reinhardt wouldn't say anything.

However, the fact that this situation exists in multiple locations on the battlefield makes it worthwhile to question and speculate about something.

Reinhardt directly asked Reiji and Mercury Serpent, "Was it you two who did this in secret?"

"Don't look at me, I've been very busy lately, and I only managed to squeeze in this time out of my busy schedule."

When Reinhardt asked him questions, Reiji remained calm and unmoved, looking listlessly at the battle on the battlefield.

He wasn't lying; he was telling the truth. Mercury Serpent was mostly handling things in the Central Universe; the stage he set up and the actors he recruited weren't here.

"I have nothing to say, I am just filled with shock at this miraculous accident."

Even after Reinhardt suspected that she was the one secretly plotting, Mercury Serpent showed no panic. She smiled as she watched the battle unfold, exclaiming in amazement:

"So if I had to say something, I could only say that Libra is just too outstanding."

"Leaving aside Gray for now, Carl, please make your excuses for fooling me even better, you liar."

Reinhardt's smile vanished upon hearing this. He didn't mind Reiji's answer, but it was clear that Mercury Serpent was just giving him the runaround. He sighed helplessly and said:

"Indeed, you are still as gloomy as ever. However, it doesn't matter. I have no objection to the fact that they are outstanding. According to the agreement, it is up to you to decide how to deal with them afterward. You can play with the winner and create that so-called absolutely correct scale."

Although he hadn't spent much time with Mercury Serpent, he could confidently say that he understood Karl's personality very well.

Shock—could such an emotion even exist in someone as corrupt and stagnant as him?!

Reinhardt wasn’t wrong when he called him a fraud.

"Thank you so much."

Mercury Serpent smiled and nodded at Reinhardt's decision not to pursue the matter.

"So, Lord Reinhard, which of the two do you think will win?"

Reiji rested his arm on the railing of the observation deck, propped his chin on one hand, and looked down at the battle that had been repeated countless times for him, while asking Reinhardt for his thoughts.

"Who knows? I'm not interested in such things. However, what attracts me more is him."

Reinhardt turned his gaze to Michel, whose intense dark purple spiritual energy sparked his interest. He said, "Hmm, that's a tank, isn't it? To that being in battle, it's practically a steel coffin. In this Supreme Demon City where everyone is fighting for death, to be honest, I can't imagine him being defeated."

Michel is a man who has adapted to hell, a fact that even Reinhardt could see.

As resilient as steel, he stood out too brightly and independently in Valhalla.

"And who is the other one?"

Mercury Serpent smiled as it looked at the unpolished jewelry it was to give to the goddess.

"I don't know, I can't see through it." Reinhardt shook his head, turned his gaze to Rhodes, and said, "Although he has also merged with the dense death, what exactly is it...? You have already seen through his true nature, haven't you?"

Reinhardt felt a sense of familiarity with this person, as if he already knew him.

It feels like I've seen the other person somewhere before, but there's something about them that doesn't quite match.

"That's right, that's a guillotine, a decapitation blade, just like you, Beast Lord, so fiery, it fascinates me and sends chills down my spine."

Having answered Reinhardt's question and revealed the truth about the Rhodes Relic, the Mercury Serpent looked smugly at the chaotic scene.

At this point, it's about time to decide the winner.

“Puff——!”

Rhodes moved with lightning speed, becoming a streaking meteor. Despite having his internal organs shattered by Michelle's fist, the decapitation blade in his hand slashed down the other's neck to his chest, leaving a gruesome wound.

"Cough—!"

They traded blows, neither side gaining much advantage, with blood spurting from Michelle's severed neck and chest.

His feet pierced the earth, leaving long tracks on the ground, and he finally stopped, but at the same time, he was so exhausted that he knelt on one knee.

At this moment, Rhodes and Michelle, having finally finished their round, parted ways.

One was disemboweled, the other had its internal organs shattered; both suffered severe injuries.

They were panting and recovering from their injuries, their eyes fixed fiercely on the 'hopeless' opponent before them.

"Haaah...you're hopeless!!"

Despite her severe injuries, Michelle stood up again, her eyes filled with rage as she glared at Rhodes. She growled, "Knowing you're already dead, why don't you seek an end?! That's a desecration of life, a demon leaping over the edge of a precipice! This is not the attitude of a human being!!"

I don't understand, I can't accept why the other person doesn't pursue death, even though they discovered the truth just like me, even though they value fleeting moments just like me.

No matter how much you cling to life, the fact that you are dead will never change.

"So you mean only those who can walk but want to die are human!? Ugly? Dirty? Not decisive enough? So what!?"

Rhodes responded just as fiercely to Michelle's outburst and self-righteousness, roaring back at her in denial of her reasoning:

"If that's the case, then all I need to do is run to a place where I can clear my name! If I stop, I'll only stop there! That's right! I will definitely get there! Don't you know, you idiot, that the earth is round? I firmly believe that as long as I charge forward with all my might, I will definitely get back there!"

The battle between the two men, a clash of beliefs and desires, silenced countless viewers.

No one among the countless viewers could say that either of the two was wrong or incorrect.

The desires of Michelle and Rhodes resonate with and are understood by many.

Even Michelle was taken aback by Rhodes's incredibly strong desire and understanding, and unconsciously gave an assessment of the man she was fighting:

"You are such a foolish man. There is a limit to being childish (juvenile).

"Shut up! You don't need to tell me this!"

Rhodes' face showed annoyance. Anyone can talk about him, what right does this guy have to say that? He looked at the other person coldly and said:

"But this isn't exactly a rare idea, is it? Every moment, every instant is important to me. There are definitely times like now when things aren't easy, but those moments when you want to get through a difficult time are also precious, aren't they?"

Do you believe your destined destination lies just ahead? Because you yearn to stop time...?

"Keep running, keep speeding, yes, I'm going there, I swear I will get there! Because... I once... I think I made that promise to someone somewhere."

"Really... I've heard someone say something just as childish as that before..."

Upon hearing these words, a hint of dazedness appeared in Michelle's lifeless eyes, and her soul unconsciously began to resonate with the other person's words. At the same time, she also began to recall the important moments of her life.

Fragments of my memories surfaced in my heart, in my mind, and in my soul.

I don't see myself becoming best friends with a boring guy who only knows how to fight...

Ah, I found it! I saw it! This is a precious moment that belongs to me.

I don't want to see you become like that, step by step.

Ha, in the end I still became the very thing you feared.

Tonight is the last night before returning to that damned battlefield. Let's fulfill all our regrets and remorse before the battle. Come on, Mi...＃@%……￥@@￥＆****]

Yes, that's right, there really was such an agreement!

"boom!!!!!!!!"

In that instant, the confusion in Michel's eyes was completely overwhelmed by the resolute determination that welled up from within. Having become absolutely certain of what he craved and having learned a part of his own origins, he was now completely determined to save his comrades.

An endless stream of death energy surged from Michelle's body, and death solidified into a tangible mass that erupted, transforming into a dark purple pillar of light that stretched straight into the sky.

'Is that the irreplaceable remnant of a memory for me as I face death?'

Looking at Rhodes in front of him, the image and voice in his memory began to slowly merge with the other person's.

Yes, that was indeed an important comrade-in-arms.

He understood his comrade's desire perfectly. He couldn't tolerate his ugly appearance, and the other person probably couldn't either.

As I mentioned before, there are no unique moments here.

So, my comrade, if you can't adapt to this hell, leave!

"【Death is the only salvation, the end of death (Tod!SterbenEinz'geGnade).】"

At that moment when countless viewers felt they already knew it, the incantation of the most familiar words of power resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

I will also act in accordance with my own beliefs, in order to save this unknown comrade-in-arms with my own principles.

With unwavering conviction, Michelle clenched her fist, a completely different kind of iron fist, and assumed a posture ready to deliver a fatal blow.

"[This heart, corrupted and eroded by poison, will forever cease its beating (DieschreckicheWunde,dasGift,ersterbe).]"

"【The poison of taboo, the wound of aversion, yet one still desires to eradicate it without a trace (daseszernagt,erstarredasHerz!).】"

"[Looking at this gaping wound, one can see an unhealed nest of disease (Hierbinich, dieoff'neWundehier!)]"

Because Michelle is an integral part of the other party, isn't she?

We are all rushing along the road of life, each pursuing the highest moment.

However, they have a different understanding of the place of rest.