I'll kill you after I finish this game!

However, Ultraman Hikari, being a scientist, is curious about the unknown. He is very curious about how humans on Earth in the unknown dimensional world projected in the video manage to attack at the speed of light.

Hikari wasn't surprised that the angel who looked like an angel from Earth's mythology could do it, but humans were a different story.

Even if their physical structure could be strengthened, how could they possibly break the speed of light limit?

Even for the Ultra race, if they want to travel at the speed of light, they must transform into light.

It is simply impossible to move or attack at the speed of light using only the physical body.

"Moreover, what that girl said—that so-called demons grow stronger by devouring souls through killing—is simply an extremely vile and evil practice."

Hikari, upon recalling Skadi's description of the demon's characteristics, immediately judged it as an evil force that was against the natural order.

However, this evil power is something that many beings in their universe, who can see the projection, would be tempted by.

In another dimensional dimension, within the GUTS team, Rena stared blankly at the scenes unfolding on the screen: "Can humans... really be this strong?"

It's truly unbelievable; it wasn't done with the power of monsters or Ultraman, but with the terrifying destruction accomplished by a human being.

TPC technical expert Masami Horii coughed and said, "It's not impossible. Perhaps humans in our world can't do it, but I believe there must be many powerful humans."

"But what that girl said—that beings possessing such power have devoured tens of thousands of souls—means..."

GUTS Vice-Captain Munakata Seiji's expression was somewhat somber. Although he was surprised and envious of the strength of humans from other worlds, he was deeply saddened to hear Skadi explain that the essence of this power came from slaughter.

Killing one person grants the power of that one person; killing ten thousand grants the power of ten thousand. Devouring their souls transforms them, granting them demonic power that surpasses that of humans.

It is indeed demonic power, or you could say it is an outright evil power.

However, there are also many people who are very interested in this power, and they don't care whether it's evil or not.

As long as it makes me stronger, I don't care what kind of power it is.

In the Hueco Mundo of the Bleach world, specifically in Hueco Mundo's Las Noches Palace.

“There are Hollows that have devoured tens of thousands of souls, but how can one achieve such a qualitative change?” Aizen toyed with the incomplete Hogyoku in his hand, recalling the demons on the projection who were so powerful that they could destroy the world by devouring souls, a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

He was extremely interested in the techniques that could create those demons.

In order to transcend the boundaries between Shinigami and Hollows, Aizen used everything around him for power.

However, he was certain that the Hogyoku could not match the power of the demons depicted in the scene.

Destroying the planet?

Don't be ridiculous. Devouring tens of thousands of souls isn't enough. That's using the Hogyoku to undergo a qualitative change. A fragmented soul will always remain a fragmented soul.

Therefore, Aizen concluded that the true source of power for the demons in the scene was the technique Skadi had mentioned.

JOJO World, Egypt.

"If... if I could obtain this power, I would definitely feel the greatest sense of security." Dio's eyes were burning and he was breathing heavily. To be honest, the scene of the exploding planet had also terrified him.

But after he calmed down, looking at the terrifying group of guys in the picture, he felt that even a tenth or twentyth of their power would be enough to dominate the whole world.

His world could stop time, but even the proud Dio knew that possessing this terrifying power did not make him invincible.

If it could be paired with any of the physical bodies of these powerful figures in the projection.

The immense power, the perfect physique, the ability to stop time, the power of a Stand—this is absolutely amazing!

Even if there's a penalty for answering a question, Dio is willing to give it a shot!

People from countless dimensions hold both awe and passion for the power projected.

Then, the scene took another dramatic turn. The audience saw a dark place and heard a somewhat unfamiliar voice with a hint of laughter.

Have you ever had this kind of strange experience?

"Not something seen immediately, but something already known."

"It's a feeling that I already knew beforehand."

"That appeals to the five senses, to the six senses, to all the senses."

"For example, I've seen this scenery before."

"For example, I've tasted this wine before."

"For example, I've smelled this scent before."

"For example, I've heard this music before."

"For example, this woman once hugged him."

The speaker, with a somewhat helpless and annoyed smile, sighed softly afterward, amidst the audience's puzzled expressions, and continued:

"[Also, I've had this feeling of self-doubt before.]"

"【Illusion—a charming and occasional illusion that seems to arise from a mistaken perception in the brain.】"

"Sir Reinhardt, have you ever had such an experience?"

The owner of the voice was asking another person a question, calling out someone's name.

At the same time, the shadows in front of the audience are gradually fading, allowing them to see the figures.

In the dimly lit room, illuminated by candlelight, three long-haired men sat together.

Some female viewers' eyes lit up as three mature, long-haired, handsome men suddenly appeared.

Two men, one with jet-black hair and the other with hair as radiant as gold, sat facing each other at a table set with a chessboard and three glasses of blood-red wine beside it.

A man with long, light blue hair sat to the side of the central table, watching the two play chess with a smile, much like a referee.

The person being questioned was a blond man with long, brilliant hair that was more vibrant and dazzling than gold, resembling a lion's mane. His face possessed a bewitching, sacred, and solemn quality that made him unforgettable after just one glance.

Even his languid gaze, as languid as an emperor's, was golden—a radiant gold that transcended creation and brilliance, a beauty intertwined with profound solemnity.

In response to the man's mention of acquaintance, the long-haired blond man, supporting his handsome profile with one hand while playing chess, replied:

"For example, have we lost wars before?"

“Hmm, you won’t understand this kind of analogy until you lose.” The man with long black hair placed a chess piece down, his deep blue eyes gleaming, and said, “Only after experiencing something do you realize that you’ve had the same experience before; that’s what you call a sense of déjà vu.”

The smooth, dark hair on her forehead swayed slightly, drawing an elegant arc in the air.

Black hair contrasted with azure eyes, like crystal-clear, deep cosmic stars, creating a flawless and striking impression.

Lei Zhe, who was chatting and playing chess with the blond man, also had a hint of boredom in his eyes, and continued:

"What you're saying is just a premonition, or perhaps a destructive urge. Do you think this war will be lost?"

"Hmm, I didn't know that. It's one of the few 'unknowns'."

Mentioning the impending war seemed to evoke a sense of endless fascination, and a slight smile appeared on the bored face of the Golden Destroyer, the Golden Beast.

One plus one can equal two, two plus two can equal death, and then multiplying and adding together can produce many new results.

He would never tire of war.

"The stronger the desire, the closer you get to your goal, but the more powerful it is, the more stale it becomes... My friend, you should understand what I mean, right?"

A gentle, intellectual-looking man with a long, dark blue face, watching the two play chess, spoke with a smile that carried a hint of deeper meaning.

"Flowers eventually wither, so will the same be true for some unseen 'god'?"

Upon hearing this, Reinhardt asked the question that he wanted to know the truth.

"Hmm...He's rather special, because He was already decaying from the very beginning. Having already grasped the concept of decay, He cannot decay again." Rezhe chuckled as he revealed the fundamental truth about the guy.

Mercury Serpent smiled without saying a word, while Reinhardt raised an eyebrow and said, "Is it death from the very beginning? No, is life and death one and the same?"

As expected of Reinhardt, his keen insight allowed him to grasp the key point.

From the very beginning, life and death are one, so there is no concept of dying again, just like a snake shedding its skin.

"That's right. It's almost impossible to kill such a [god]. The origin of everything is on the [throne] of the god. As the name suggests, if you are qualified to sit on the [throne] of the god, you become a god, the creator and ruler of the entire universe, and become [God].

At this point, Reizer captured another Reinhardt piece, then checkmated him, looking directly into his opponent's eyes as he continued:

"But God is unique. To become 'unique,' one must eliminate the superfluous. And God, who governs the infinite universe, is undoubtedly the world itself. To become the supreme god, one needs..."

"Destroy the world first, then create it," Reinhardt said directly. Destruction was his ambition, his specialty.

The Mercury Serpent opened the red wine, poured it for the two of them and itself, and asked as if to add to the question:

"Then the Beast Palace, the god who rules over all universes, is undoubtedly in the realm of the [infinite]. How do you intend to use the [finite] to attack the [infinite]?"

Reinhardt, who was supporting his handsome profile with one hand, took a small sip of red wine and was somewhat taken aback by the question: How can one overcome the infinite with the finite?

Hmph, this is quite an interesting challenge.

"My army, which I am so proud of, has tens of millions of soldiers, but if it can be counted in terms of numbers, it cannot reach the immeasurable infinity. Hmph, hahaha, it is quite interesting to be troubled by difficulties."

Reinhardt was troubled by a problem that was right in front of him, but there was no annoyance or trouble on his face; instead, joy and a little happiness were evident.

Looking at his two friends, one who had led him astray into the demonic path, and the other who always brought him new and unknown wonders, Reinhardt looked at Gray and asked with a light smile:

"Then, Lord Grey, as the weaker challenger, may I ask about the God's information?"

Upon hearing this, Reiji and Mercury exchanged a glance, and finally Reiji shrugged helplessly and replied:

"It's best to explore the new and unknown on your own, but I do have some information that I can share with you."

"All ears."

"Let's call our God the Mercury Serpent for now. His laws extend throughout the entire multiverse: everything is in constant cycles, the timeline of the universe is a closed loop, and the God on His throne seals change itself with change, bringing about overall stability and immutability through dynamic cycles."

"All things cycle endlessly. Where does the soul go after death? Hell or heaven? Neither. After death, the soul returns to the womb of the mother and begins anew, repeating its unique life forever. For those who are happy, this is certainly fulfilling, but for those who are unhappy, it is nothing short of an endless hell."

“Karl and I call this Eternal Return. Ordinary people, or rather, ordinary beings with exceptional soul qualities, cannot recall their ‘past lives’ or experience any sense of déjà vu.”

Not everyone has a sense of déjà vu. Only those whose souls are strong enough to perceive the projection of time's remnants can recall hazy information from their past lives and experience a kind of déjà vu-like illusion in their minds.

People like Reinhardt, as well as demons who have practiced Eternal Destruction, can all sense varying degrees of primordial awareness.

"What a cruel truth about the world. So, is this the source of premonition? I have the illusion that I did this kind of thing before because I remembered my 'past life'."

Reinhardt should have been shocked to hear the truth, but at this moment his heart was incredibly calm and composed, or perhaps even numb.

There was no shock or sudden realization upon learning the truth; the familiar sense of knowing something beforehand still filled my mind and soul.

Ah, I think I once heard Gray tell me this truth.

My first reaction was this kind of dazed, premonition illusion, which means that I must have experienced this scene many times before.

Or rather, I've gone back to where I started and started over. Reinhardt keenly grasped the key point, so he shook his head helplessly and said: