I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Revenge! How sweet and wonderful that sounds! It's so great, so wonderful!

Why am I so excited? Why am I so joyful? Why do I feel so good?

because......

"This is the first time I've ever killed someone for such a reason!!!"

Schreiber's face contorted with excitement as he held Rusalka in his arms, moaning ecstatically, "Ah, ah, Anna—thank you! I will avenge you myself! Aha, aha, haha ​​...

Schreiber held the witch tightly, as if he wanted to drain every drop of blood from her body, a bright smile on his face.

Himuro Reia witnessed all this madness and was overwhelmed by Schreiber's frenzied killing intent, causing her to faint once again.

But just then, a series of orderly and light footsteps came from behind.

"It seems a fight has already broken out."

She was covered in purple armor, and her entire body was wrapped in a dress that looked like a princess's gown. The skirt was made of a membrane of light that shone with incredible brilliance, and she wore a purple crystal headdress.

Dressed in spirit armor like a female knight, Yatogami Tohka planted the Aosha-gong upside down in the ground, glanced indifferently at the parallel phase space in the void above this node, and then calmly looked at the boy and girl embracing each other.

Behind the other party was a steel man covered in mechanical armor from head to toe, the commander of the machine race, Einzshi.

"The central control has detected multiple reactions from Skywing species, and a dimensional node has been activated in the parallel phase." The overall command entity, Einzshi, calmly reported to Tohka the situation in another space.

Sensing someone's arrival, Schreiber silently released Rusalka, curiously turned to look at Tohka, and then smiled:

"Big sister is so beautiful! Her hair and eyes are like crystal, and she's dressed so pretty..."

Rusalka, who had fallen helplessly to the ground, saw Yatogami Tohka's greatsword in his blurred vision.

That's...that sword...it's...it's...

That greatsword, that greatsword so familiar in the deepest part of his memory that he could never forget it, made Rusalka's already weakened mind somewhat unstable.

She wanted to stand up and see the face of the greatsword's owner clearly, but she couldn't do such a simple thing.

"Wolfgang Schreiber, the twelfth of the Black Round Table, demon name: Hrozvitnir, the infamous wolf, in terms of speed..."

Commander-in-Chief Einzshi calmly telepathically relayed the enemy's information to Tohka.

"The enemies Titi faced before were incredibly fast, weren't they...?"

Yatogami Tohka murmured to herself, looking at the woman in military uniform before her, who always wore a sweet, angelic smile, yet whose fierce aura was impossible to conceal.

"Bang—!"

Suddenly, Schreiber's hands blurred for a moment, and several bullets shot towards Tohka and Einzki.

Tohka offered no defense, but Einzshi activated traffic control, diverting her from her path.

When I looked at Schreiber again, he had two very old guns in his hand.

Luger P08 and Mauser C96.

The bullets were fired from the Luger P80 and Mauser C96 in the enemy's hands.

"The Duke was brutally killed—"

Yatogami Tohka gave a cold, low shout, and the patterns on her greatsword immediately lit up with a dazzling light. She transformed into starlight and rushed straight towards Schreiber.

Schreiber laughed as he pulled the trigger, and several bullets were fired rapidly—bullets crafted from souls.

Enough to cut through the world, literally and without falsehood, the Slaughtering Lord, who could truly cut through the concept called the world, easily deflected these poisonous bullets.

If it were simply a bullet formed from a soul, it wouldn't be worth mentioning at all, and Tohka could completely ignore it.

However, bullets contain unimaginable resentment and curses. Once they enter the body, they will instantly erode the body and soul like a virus, until there is no cure and the person dies.

This is no joke; this is exactly what Schreiber was capable of.

Tohka used her sword to block, slashing at Schreiber, but it was more like hitting him with a baseball and sending him flying.

"Wow! That's amazing! Big sister, your sword looks so dangerous! The patterns on it look just like Valkyrie's..."

Even after being blasted out of Earth's orbit by the enemy, Schreiber still smiled like a child.

He remained silent and indifferent in front of Yatogami Tohka, and together with Einzshi, entered the parallel phase space where Yuzashirou was located.

As for Schreiber, he naturally followed along with a smile, as he was eager to participate in anything 'fun'.

She will fight against the demonic wolves of the Black Round Table, and her command body will act as the coordinates of the army to help Yuzashi Wolf, who is about to be beaten to death.

P.S.: The weather has changed so much, a lot of people have caught colds. I've had no appetite and feel weak all day; even writing is making me dizzy...

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Legion War

The Skywing race has twice been strengthened and blessed by the gods. The previous generation was also the power of the original God of War. All Skywing races are the feathers of the God of War.

However, after serving the second-generation God of War, their individual strength experienced an explosive and limitless increase.

With the changing military situation, as long as one follows one's own will, one can grow and even achieve breakthroughs in battle.

Surrounded by a large, incredibly beautiful, and incredibly powerful army of Skywing races, even though Yuza Shirou possessed the strength to fight head-on, he was in a very difficult situation.

"【——Sky Strike——】"

Each of those heavenly strikes, each comparable to a supernova, would have turned Yuzashiro to ashes long ago had it not been for the wings of light behind him.

Sky Strike is about transforming everything that constitutes oneself into the nerves that link the Elf Corridor, drawing vast amounts of spirits from the source of the Elf Corridor, and then releasing them all.

This extremely brutal use of power is the only named skill of the Skywing race, and it is also synonymous with the Skywing race.

Covered in blood and panting, Yuza Shirou wanted to use the God Destroyer on his back again to reduce the power of the opponent's strength, but it was clear that the power of this group damage was so great that even a reduction would be enough to kill him.

Are we doomed here? Then, of all times, we ran into a legion.

"【——Pseudo-canon·Yanlong's Roar——】"

With a mechanical voice appearing, a roar-like wave of energy, like a dragon's roar, suddenly erupted.

The laws of the universe wept, and the starlight was created and destroyed under the impact of the two forces.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh————!"

Under the impact of the two enormous forces, Yuzashirou screamed as he was blown away to an unknown number of light-years away.

Fortunately, he had the body of a demon that had reached a certain level, and the protection of the wings of light behind him, otherwise he would definitely have turned to ashes.

What's going on? Has someone else arrived?!

"It's those scrap metal!?"

Azriel's expression suddenly turned serious when she saw the familiar move and the familiar mechanical fluctuations she sensed.

They, the entire Skywing race, have undergone a complete transformation, far surpassing their former selves by countless times.

However, in terms of growth, those machine races far surpassed any other race.

Although they have a human appearance and soft, bionic skin, the machine race cannot be considered a true living being.

They are essentially just machines created by the god of doubt, Fanlou, to answer his own questions, and from the beginning they have no ability to think for themselves.

However, when they gain the ability to think for themselves, the basic power of the Machine Race—the ability to imitate, learn, and ultimately transform the power of others into their own—can, theoretically, reach an incredible level, even comparable to that of the God Race, given enough time to grow.

Knowledge brings power, and Skadi has the highest regard for the Machina race, so the knowledge and power she gives them are the most suitable for them.

With their near-infinite power and evolution, they are fully capable of the feat of 'slaying gods'.

These powerful mechanical life forms do not need to mate and reproduce; as long as they have a sufficiently advanced industrial system, they can mass-produce an army of mechanical calamities without limit.

Now, appearing before the Skywing races is the Coordinate Commander, Einzshi, who has brought with him a massive army of Machine Races that have reached the level of gods.

A shadowy figure large enough to cover the entire universe is emerging from the dimensional phase behind Einzsich.

Nearly infinitely large mechs emerged from the spatial rifts, each with a bizarre and absurd design. Under Einzsch's command, they rained down like a storm.

Some were given up their useless anthropomorphic parts under Skadi's orders and turned into war fortresses, while others had their anthropomorphic parts retained and turned into tactical dolls.

The smallest of them are as large as mountains, with huge steel tactical connectors suspended in them, enough to throw the entire planet as a mass weapon!

In an instant, the sheer number of machine armor types, vast enough to surpass even the size of galaxies, reached an endless, boundless expanse, as if the entire universe had transformed into an enemy!

Surrounded by an endless array of colossal mechanical monsters, Yuzashirou's figure on the outermost edge appeared so tiny, like a speck of dust.

"Soul fluctuations confirmed..."

"The essence of life is determined..."

"[Confirmed] - The alliance exists, Yuza Shirou. This unit will provide support for you. Given that your body is 54% damaged, we strongly recommend that you temporarily withdraw from the parallel phase space..."

Under Yuza Shirou's wary and bewildered gaze, a petite female Kai-type machine wearing a connector uniform conveyed information to him in a mechanical and indifferent tone.

The intelligence codes were sent directly to Yuza Shirou. Sensing that the other party meant no harm, Yuza Shirou passively accepted the information.

Suddenly, I understood that this was a large-scale military support sent by my senior. Now that the war was intensifying, both sides were gradually sending out their regular troops to fight.

"Ugh, so tiring! I thought I was going to die. I didn't expect my senior to have such a mechanical army..."

Yuzashiro wiped the blood from his forehead, then spat out the blood from his throat, and grinned broadly.

Hearing that the reinforcements were from his side, he finally relaxed.

Surrounded by several mechs and receiving treatment away from the battle zone, Yuza Shirou witnessed firsthand what an outrageous legion war truly looked like.

Rumble rumble rumble ————!

"You scrap metal bastards, don't get too cocky just because you've gotten so big, meow! I'll tear you all apart!!!"

The wings on their backs ignited a crimson flame of war, and every beautiful winged creature charged forward without fear.

The crimson-colored celestial strike ignited the cosmos, unleashing a massive, almost inexhaustible burst of energy in an instant.

However, in the face of the Skywing's attacks, each of the Machine Races, with their computing power running at a high level, launched their own unique counterattacks against the Skywing's unprecedentedly terrifying attacks.

【Apocalyptic Codex】—【True Codex Unveiled】—【Probability Variable Bullet】

Giant steel tentacles coil around stars and neutron stars, converting them into fuel energy to power the weapons.

Then, an endless stream of special missiles erupted from the missile silos of the steel fortress, heading straight for the Skywing's Sky Strike.

What is a probabilistic bullet?

This is the weapon of causality!

In the process of a normal weapon attack, the cause is: breaking through the defense, the result is: causing damage; the cause is: not breaking through the defense, the result is: no damage.