I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Facing the King of the Dead Tomb, who comes from infinite death, Magina is clearly an undesirable opponent. He only wants to pursue the unique death he desires.

That is, to turn oneself into dust and give up completely, rather than to fight forever as an Asura demon.

Even with such aspirations, Makina held a respected position within the Black Round Table.

No one dared to underestimate him, and no one dared to criticize his independent and unconventional stance.

Even Elune, the most loyal manifestation of the magic cannon operator, held a special respect for Magina.

Even though Makina disrespectfully called the Golden Beast by its name, even Eluneore, a top-tier to the point of being twisted, could only smile wryly.

Even though Makina did not swear allegiance to the Golden Beast, in Eluneore's eyes he was not someone who could be easily betrayed, so she could trust him.

Moreover, in terms of strength, even someone as proud as Elunere would have a much lower chance of winning against Makina.

The same applies now. Facing the creation of Magina, Modoro Nightwalker is already seen by Eluneore as a high-quality battle slave who is about to be sent to the Demon City.

“Impressive, impressive. All the glory pales in comparison to your fist at this moment.”

Even under immense pressure, Modoro smiled throughout the night, but upon seeing Makina's fist, he greatly praised the latter's pride, arrogance, and unwavering nature.

The Heavenly Eye continuously observes the essence of the opponent's power.

There is only one possible outcome.

Die! ...

Those who come into contact with it must and absolutely die, bringing it to a complete and utter end.

He is dead!

Despite Modoro's praise, Makina's expression remained unchanged. With a tremor of his burly body, he instantly bridged the distance between himself and his enemy, teleporting to their side.

Then, in a very simple and straightforward way, he threw a punch!

"——【亢】——"

Motara Yasuo, whose hair stood on end, immediately uttered a low chant of the Sanskrit mantra, the mantra of Acala.

Defensive technique: Weaving the power of Fudo Myoo (the Immovable King) into a technique that hides within oneself. The word "Night Walker" in ancient Indian languages ​​means "immovable," and it deflects all attacks.

A golden wall of Sanskrit inscriptions instantly appeared in front of Ye Xing, and his astonishing reaction speed allowed him to retreat quickly after doing so.

"useless!"

As Makina coldly announced, his fist, facing the Immovable King Mantra Seal of Matara Night Walk, was defended as if it were a piece of paper.

boom--!

A loud bang, but not an explosion, as a fist containing terrifying, annihilating power shattered Nightwalker's cursed seal defense.

Then the fist also ignored the distance, as if it were a night traveler who did not dodge or retreat at all, and the pitch-black iron fist struck his face right in front of him!

There was no time to form hand seals, but he covered his face with one hand.

However, upon being struck by this punch, starting with his right hand, Ye Xing's right arm turned into lifeless, yellow sand in less than a second.

"Pretty!"

Elunere looked on with amusement and anticipation, praising Nightwalker's decisiveness and saying, "Faced with Makina's attack, indecisiveness means 'death'."

Yes, facing the now serious attack of Makina, Modoro Night Journey was undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

But he wasn't dead yet. When he used his right hand to defend, he also used his curse power to sever his entire right arm at the first moment.

Otherwise, no matter where Makina hits him, he won't have a chance to react and will be pulled to the brink of death.

Knowing that he couldn't fight head-on, Modoro immediately changed his tactics!

"[Blessed by the distant gods—granting purification—the Venerable Divine Lord of Cold Words, with Sharp Roots!]"

With one hand forming a mudra, Nightwalker's high-speed incantation resounded, and countless dimensional rifts separated the star field where Nightwalker was located.

Then came the transformation incantation and hand seals, and the night-walking figure blurred and split in an instant, appearing here as a million real night-walkers transformed from one.

Within the dimensional rift, countless nightwalkers dispersed and surrounded Makina.

Previously, they unleashed powerful and unrestrained attacks, but now Night Walker has become extremely timid and cautious.

However, none of the viewers criticized the Onmyoji, the one who performed the Night Walk.

Because of his caution, he changed his tactical behavior; anyone with a brain would have done the same.

[Dumb Goose]: As expected, it's no wonder that the Black Knight's power is called a deus ex machina.

【Little Lucky Grass King】: If you get hit, you will die. I understand his power a little. If a person's lifespan is one hundred years, the Black Knight can directly guide it to one hundred through contact, which is the end.

【Black Reading Princess】: Just looking at it is scary enough. After all, not many people can remain calm in the face of death, right?

[Hong Kai]: When facing an enemy who can kill with one blow, if you can't resist their certain death, you'll be too restricted and at a great disadvantage in the fight.

[Möbius]: After all... this is an inevitable end, death, the finality...

[Beria]: Heh heh, the only way to break this deadly situation is for this man to seize the possibility of becoming a god.

[Dark Lugiel]: You know what, it's actually possible. After all, the couple who faced the inevitable death of Nanami also became gods at the last moment.

【DIO】: Hah... Will we see a new god be born again? The man who thirsted for death formed the law of the end, so what kind of god will this Night Walker become?

[General Thunder]: But the chances of this Night Walker dying are greater. After all, once he is touched by the opponent's hands, it's over. Without a significant difference in strength, who dares to say that they have a 100% chance of winning against the Black Knight?

Marvel universe.

In the secluded Kamar-Taj in the Himalayas, Stephen Strange, the future Doctor Strange, who was still diligently training with his teacher, the Ancient One, watched the battle in the video and felt his body involuntarily tremble.

"Master, that man's fist..."

Stephen Strange is no longer a novice in the magical world. Watching Makina's fist in the video, he has a strong feeling that he is about to die, so he looks at the bald Ancient One who is watching silently from the side.

As Gu Yi watched the video of Makina activating the Creation rank, and observed the power of his punch, she sighed and said:

"That was indeed the power of death, so concentrated it was as if multiple hells had been kneaded into a lump and compressed into those iron fists. The fate of anyone who came into contact with it was self-evident..."

This is still a conservative estimate from the Ancient One. The terrifying and trembling figure in the video, who resembles a demon god, is the embodiment of [Death]!

The countless hells that the Ancient One knew of, and the gods with the power of death, were insignificant compared to Makina, who was the embodiment of 'death' in the video. They were as vastly different as fireflies compared to the boundless stars.

He could also see that the other person craved death, but he never expected that desire could manifest such a horrifying form of death.

That sorcerer named Modoro Nightwalker acted decisively in the eyes of the ancients, undoubtedly a genius.

If he hadn't broken his own hand immediately, that punch would have killed him instantly.

Containing that level of ultimate power, once touched by its fists, all things in the universe would be annihilated like dust!

However, if we're talking about who can surpass this man in the power of death, the Ancient One can only think of the creator god who symbolizes "death."

The other party is a god who transcends countless multiverses.

And a certain creator goddess, Miss Death, indeed looked at Makina in the video with shining eyes, her eyes full of admiration and affection.

Don't get me wrong, there's nothing romantic or lustful about it; it's simply like an antique collector's delight at seeing a rare treasure.

"What an adorable and handsome child..."

[Death] smiled happily at Makina, this terrifying mass of death, admiring him greatly and liking the firm, persistent, and death-seeking look in his eyes.

Death is the source, creator, and manipulator of all life and souls in the multiverse.

It represents the manifestation of the specific forms in which all life in the multiverse ceases to exist, and even the ultimate manifestation of the entire multiverse.

He is the creator and master of all the gods of death, Yama, the king of hell, and the demon king of hell in myths and legends.

She had a significant influence on a certain legendary figure, Thanos, because she saw death in his eyes and constantly encouraged him to kill for her, granting him immense power.

However, compared to Makina, death was utterly insignificant to Thanos!

That's why Death called Makina so cute and cool; she had never seen a mortal have such a grotesque and twisted desire for death.

He even condensed his desire for death into an End of the World with such terrifying concentration and quality that even Thanos could never match.

If Makina existed in the countless universes under her control, she would stop at nothing to get her hands on him.

She felt she would be very happy if she had a demon of death like Makina.

What? Thanos?

Who is that? I don't really know them. I don't have time to focus on them right now. Let's break up for now. I'm used to breaking up and getting back together anyway.

Her dead eyes are now captivated by this demigod in the video.

........

Let's get back to the video.

Faced with Modoro's tactics of delaying and distracting him at night, Makina remained expressionless and made no comment on his tactics, but it was clear that he looked down on them.

So when faced with this situation, he simply raised his plain steel fist without any fancy moves and smashed it down again!

"boom---!!!"

This time, it wasn't a silent erasure, but rather the power of the end was transformed into countless densely packed cannonballs and iron fists, which bombarded the enemy with an irresistible force.

Multiple galaxies along the way were extinguished, stars were transformed into lifeless black holes, and planets became solid landmasses...

For Makina, facing enemies like Nightwalkers is like facing a mage-type enemy who is stronger than the witch Rusalka but weaker than the deputy leader.

It's novel, but Makina doesn't seek that feeling at all.

The cannonballs of the power of the end exploded through his relic, namely the Tiger tank.

Therefore, Makina also possesses sniping capabilities second only to the Magic Gunner.

His body is a tank, his arms are cannons, and his fists are cannonballs.

Sizzle s ...

The dense barrage of shells traveled at the speed of light, completely disregarding the concept of 'range'; anything that stood in its way was killed, regardless of distance.

Therefore, in terms of speed, night travel possesses an irresistible power!

He could only dodge, constantly retreating and backing away.

However, Makina suddenly ignored the remaining Nightwalker avatars and fixed his cold gaze directly on his true form.

What's going on? Have we been discovered?! The avatars are clearly all manifestations of my own power!

Just as Modoro was rapidly processing the situation, Makina had already launched another attack.