I'll kill you after I finish this game!

.......

Originally, it was thought that Wilhelm was surrounded by the Legion and might perish, but who knew that the enemy's creative power would directly reverse the advantage between the two sides.

However, the Crimson World army already had intelligence about Wilhelm, so they naturally wouldn't come unprepared.

"Don't panic! I'm right here!"

The majestic voice of the sacrificial serpent resonated, and the Red World army, whose generals had been wavering, rallied and roared forth with their own creative laws.

His power is creation, and with Matilda's help, he is able to exert his power to a degree no less than that of the [Creation] rank law.

The Law of Self-Existence — Oboroten Shock

Several jet-black, supermassive scales flew out from the sacrificial serpent, and the terrifying creative surge collided with Wilhelm's malevolent otherworldly laws.

This resulted in an enormous collapse and contraction vibration.

The invisible and intangible waves swept away all heretical doctrines.

God and vampire, two different legal concepts are clashing violently.

This made things a little easier for the Crimson World Army. Fortunately, the Serpent of Sacrifice had information about the enemy and was aware of the characteristics of the enemy's creation-level ultimate skill.

What these two law-issuers need to do most right now is to continuously erode each other's world, destroy each other's world, erase each other's world, burn each other's world, devour each other's world, and dominate each other's world!

They plunder each other's laws to nourish themselves. Wilhelm is hundreds of times stronger than the Serpent of Sacrifice in plundering, but in other transfers and creations, the Serpent is no match for the Serpent.

The Serpent of Ritual, with its power as a "Creator God," rewrites and replaces the legal region devoured by the opponent with an area where it can unleash its divine skills to the maximum extent, as well as a safe area for the Crimson World Army to supply to the opponent.

The enormous serpentine eyes looked at those who had lost the physical forms of the Crimson World's inhabitants, transforming into pure concepts, namely, the flames of the power of existence.

These losses were expected.

"bite---!"

At the same time, behind the Serpent of Ritual, a huge azure clock turned, eternally residing within the zero point and zero hour. The enormous singularity of the distorted world's existence was constantly corrected, and then the power of existence transformed into a harmless wave of flames, surging towards the Crimson World army.

In an instant, all the Crimson World beings that had previously lost their power were restored to their peak condition.

The power imbalance that was about to widen between the enemy and ourselves has been pulled back to its original starting point.

P.S.: I'm still recovering from my illness, and I don't have a leave slip anymore, so I'm dragging my battered body back...

Chapter Seventy-Six: The White Knight Descends – Fanaticism, Obsession, Madness

"Wow, that's pretty capable, but I really hate snakes!!!"

A terrifying, explosive sound erupted, and Wilhelm, his entire body brimming with terrifying energy, completely merged with the night, transforming into a dark phoenix, roared excitedly.

Seeing that the sacrificial serpent could resist the power he had created, he felt excited and immediately increased the efficiency of the laws' operation.

Then, empowered, I transformed into a supermassive meteor and crashed into the Crimson World army, unleashing indiscriminate slaughter.

An endless storm of blood-soaked spikes shot toward the sacrificial serpent, but was fiercely resisted by the Crimson World Army and the Three Pillars.

The Rose Knight of the Dead Forest, Wilhelm created this otherworld and its laws, and everyone else is nothing more than food to be squeezed dry.

Having no foothold in the universe, even if nothing is done, the enemy's vital energy will be continuously taken away, and all stars will turn into sand and dissipate.

The world will continuously enhance the vampires' fighting power, because the fact that night after night will cause Wilhelm's limits to rise uninterruptedly.

"【The Great Destiny Poem】"

The sacrificial serpent was murmuring something, like lyrics or verses.

The affirmation and support of inner desires through certainty is the core and dominant force that creates everything.

In other words, it's an ability that's close to granting any wish.

If the serpent of the festival were explored further, it might be able to accomplish many incredible things, much like Shenron in Dragon Ball.

As long as there is a desire to affirm it, the power of the sacrificial serpent is possible.

Therefore, at this moment, let my people express their greatest wishes.

"--victory!!!"

The Red World Army immediately responded to its inner desires, wanting only to achieve a victory in the war that seemed almost hopeless.

The fluctuations of the power of existence transformed into a dense array of free laws that began to weave. The ritual serpent affirmed the desires of the Crimson World's people at this moment, touching the so-called 'miracle' with the power of creation.

First up is the middle-aged man, Xiu Denan, wearing sunglasses. He is empowered by the immense power of the sacrificial serpent, and his weapon, the Divine Iron Ruyi, gleams with dazzling light.

In an instant, he knew what the leader wanted him to do.

A sneer appeared on his lips, and his entire body was covered in armor formed from the power of existence, transforming into starlight as he crashed into Wilhelm.

"call out--!"

In response, Wilhelm unleashed an endless barrage of blood spikes at his opponent, but this time, none of the blood spikes touched General Schudnan.

The opponent did not defend or dodge, just like the blood stake was unlucky and missed.

This was a slight interference with probability, and General Shudnan seized this divinely granted opportunity, piercing Wilhelm's body with his divine iron scepter.

Similarly, at close range, any probability is reduced, and Xiudenan was also pricked into a hedgehog by the thorny blood stakes.

Both were injured, but Wilhelm was in worse condition. His multipotent soul began to tremble as the opponent's weapon pierced through him.

A force sought to change its subordination, causing it to surge wildly within its body.

"Hehe, being too greedy and gluttonous can lead to undigested food, which can have serious consequences."

Xiudenan's lips emanated the energy of his existence. Although he had suffered moderate injuries, his face was full of mocking smiles.

"------!"

Wilhelm's heart tightened, and his pupils contracted. In addition to the turmoil in his inner sea of ​​soul energy, streams of free magic appeared on the blood pillars on his body, wrapping around his body.

It has no offensive power, but it can no longer unleash its power on others.

He could only continuously absorb all the power from the outside world, but he could not release it outwards, and the weapon he had stuck in his chest was the Divine Iron Ruyi.

This is a Noble Phantasm used when carrying out imperial decrees, and it resonates with the Great Decree Poem of the Serpent of the Festival.

"Let me see if your devouring has any limits!"

A black-haired boy appeared atop the head of the sacrificial serpent; he was the embodiment of the other's will.

The opponent's enormous serpentine body swayed and trembled, and countless beams of divine light pierced through the vampire's body in an instant.

Countless glittering stars were sent into Wilhelm's body; it was a series of supernova explosions.

Space twisted instantly, and immense gravity disrupted the foundations of the universe, distorting the forces of spacetime and turning them into countless points.

It is a 'point' that is both infinitely large and infinitely small.

These points converge around Wilhelm, with most of them being absorbed into his body.

This battlefield was completely illuminated and ignited by the most dazzling and initial light.

........

........

Meanwhile, in reality, the church had been reduced to ruins, and Himuro Reia was expelled from one of the shadows and returned to the real world.

"Uh..."

Accompanied by a severe headache, Himuro Reia shook her head and staggered to her feet... These were symptoms of pain and weakness throughout her body, making it impossible for her to move normally.

Looking around, what came into view was a large hole that had burst through the walls of the prayer hall, and scalding hot wind blowing from the burning building.

Previously, there was a battle, but now it is a battle taking place on the horizon, which is different from the real world.

In that space, Yuzashiro was fighting an entire legion.

"Uh..."

Suddenly, another weak moan came. Himuro Reia looked in the direction of the sound and saw Rusalka lying in a pool of blood in the shadows, almost cut in half at the waist, with a large hole in his stomach, his body dragging his internal organs.

The opponent also used the last bit of their power to escape from the parallel phase space.

After all, both sides had determined that she was incapacitated and useless, and the loss of the sacred relic had caused irreversible damage to her soul.

Now I don't even have the energy to muster the strength to heal my body.

"Damn it, someone... help me... I don't want to die..."

Rusalka groaned in his own pool of blood. Had his opponent already exhausted all his strength?

Although Reia didn't know what had happened to her at first, or why Yuza Shirou had broken out of her body.

But judging from her appearance, it was clear that she was getting closer to death moment by moment.

"Escape? Where can you escape to, Yusa-kun...?"

Remembering that Yuza Shirou had told her to run away quickly, and that he was facing danger alone, Himuro Reia looked around with a bitter expression, not knowing where to go.

I can't cause any more trouble for Fujii and the others. I might as well just die.

But she cannot die willingly, because a certain relic has penetrated her soul, so—

"Ah, finally I can get out and about a bit."

The exclamation that suddenly came from an unknown place in the void startled Himuro Reia.

"Well----!"

"Cough, cough, cough—!"

Himuro Reia fell to her knees again, pinned to the ground, while Rusalka let out a painful scream.

The killing intent that accompanied the earlier sound was an extraordinary killing intent.

That was so unusual—a hurricane like a natural disaster swept away the thoughts that had been hanging over this place, increasing the pressure many times over.

"Ugh, cough cough, gurgle ahhh————"

As Rusalka convulsed and spasmed, he continuously spit out bloody foam from his mouth, and the capillaries in his eyeballs on the opposite side of his pupil ruptured.

Rusalka was further ravaged by this terrible pressure, and blood gushed uncontrollably from his throat, making the pool of blood beneath him smell even stronger.

—Something is coming!

Horrible, terrifying, and horrifying, it was an existence that made Himuro Reia feel ominous and repulsed.