I, the Lord of the Fifth Throne, am the source of all things!

However, it is precisely because he cannot imagine it that the King of Minions feels excited and amused.

Therefore, even though she couldn't build a complete structure on the foundation called Duanmu Lian, she still wanted to leave her mark on it.

Looking at the extremely imposing king of henchmen before her, Duanmu Lian did not immediately agree, but instead spoke to herself:

"...What I want to learn is overwhelming power."

"Hehe~~~ Young man, what kind of overwhelming do you mean by that?"

"No special or cheat-like settings are needed; it's pure brute force that can crush everything, even without ability or skill!"

"I see. It seems you've either witnessed special, cheat-like abilities or know that unimaginable violence must exist. It seems you're not only a rebellious, nihilistic man, but also a persistent and determined one."

The King of Henchmen saw a chilling intent in Duanmu Lian's eyes—a desire to kill yet an inability to do so.

She understood this, after all, her "absolute" power was considered quite cheating by ordinary people.

"As a mentor-type woman, allow me to nag a bit. Since you have long-term goals, try to surpass me first. Your talents require a stronger spirit and inner strength to be unearthed, so... get as close to death as possible, resist death at close range."

Infinitely close to death, yet refusing to die at close range?

Duanmu Lian was taken aback upon hearing this, but immediately understood what the King of Minions meant.

Since there is a goal that must be achieved, then living is a necessity.

The moment of death, that is, the moment of impending defeat, is when one is most unwilling and frantic.

Lian thought of the countless times she had fallen along the way, and then a ferocious, violent smile suddenly appeared on her face as she spoke to the king of her henchmen, whose smile was equally chilling:

"That hits the nail on the head! You truly are a mentor-type woman. I look forward to your guidance from now on! I'll kill you first before pursuing my goal. Let's see if you're my destination or just an obstacle in my path!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~~ That's how it should be! A disciple who doesn't want to surpass his master isn't a good disciple."

Faced with the murderous intent rushing towards Duanmu Lian, the King of Minions was not angry but delighted and laughed heartily.

After all, she and the other person were not exactly mentally sound or normal individuals.

............

Reigning supreme above the multiverse, ruling over the superdimensional space of infinite parallel universes, which is the location of the God's Throne.

A massive, obscure, and mysterious golden magic circle slowly rotated here.

A colossal, silvery-white double serpent, large enough to encircle the entire God Throne multiverse, coiled here, writhing its immense body.

This is a manifestation of divine form, a concrete manifestation of the principle of eternal return in the fourth heaven.

It is also a manifestation of a domineering god suppressing all rules and values; it can be said to be a huge universe with a shape.

At the very top of this infinitely large divine image, two snakes intertwined, forming a shape of mutual killing and roaring upon the divine throne.

Sitting there was a man who looked exactly like Duanmu Lian, but whose temperament was completely different.

The other person had long, dark blue hair, a gentle and intellectual-looking long face, and was wearing a unique German military uniform and boots.

This attire creates a perfectly harmonious combination between the person and the magnificent throne beneath them.

However, the first impression of this man was that of a withered tree.

What followed was a sense of illusion, like a mirage.

This man has withered away.

He was like an old man on his deathbed; you could not feel any vitality or hope in him.

The other person maintained a smile that seemed to be glued to their face like a mask, and their turbid blue eyes were as hard as painful agate, as if they were fixed in a state of decay.

Anyone who sees this man for the first time will think so.

At this moment, he propped his cheek up, looking at the infinite universe beneath the [seat] with a bored and calm expression, without the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

Because he has transformed everything unknown in his universe into the known.

When you look at it again later, it has become an outdated and stale piece of knowledge.

Even without looking back with past memories, the soul has already been etched with countless marks, like snake scales, making it impossible to completely forget.

"How many times... how many times, ah... my beloved Margaret, when will you come before me and grant me a peaceful death?"

The Serpent of Mercury, or rather, the King of Mercury, Melcrius, stared calmly at a singularity beneath his throne.

That was the eternal sunset-colored beach, and on that beach, a girl was singing and wandering tirelessly forever.

That was the woman whom the Lord of the Fourth Throne, the Mercury Serpent, loved with all his heart and soul, and the unknown, peaceful death he longed for.

By the fourth day, he had lost track of how long he had been on the throne.

For the mercury serpent, who craves the unknown but is surrounded by the known.

To reign supreme on the throne of all things is tantamount to imprisonment and self-punishment.

It was painful and torturous, yet I couldn't stop.

He wished that the woman he loved would kill him and take his place.

He hopes his best friend can destroy the known world (himself).

Whom does the mercury serpent crave, and by whose hand does it wish to die?

Confused and confused, I'm torn between the woman I like and my friend, and it would be even better if she were killed by the other side. This is something beyond my comprehension.

That's why he became obsessed with such a contradictory and crazy man as Mercury Serpent.

This entanglement, mixed with joy, repeats itself endlessly, and the act of dragging everything into one's own execution is extremely vile.

But there is no doubt that this man is broken.

"My opera hero, the jewel offered to the goddess, please live up to your expectations, your mission is to make her shine even brighter."

The Mercury Serpent sighed helplessly and irritably on the throne, looking down at the area below.

His gaze pierced through countless universes and endless starry seas, finally landing on young Fujii Ren, who was playing in the mud with his childhood friend.

At this moment, the other party is happily playing and frolicking with Ayase Kasumi and Yusa Shirou.

The expressionless Mercury Serpent had witnessed this scene countless times.

He hoped that Fujii Ren would fulfill his duty and guide Mary toward domineering behavior.

But once the horror show begins, things don't always go as planned.

In countless cycles of reincarnation, there have been far too many developments to count, all of which have displeased the Mercury Serpent.

After all, Fujii Ren's choices weren't limited to Mary.

"Should we rewrite the script?"

The Mercury Serpent looked at the women his son had once been fond of and pondered to himself.

Rusalka, Sakurai Hotaru, Himuro Reia, Ayase Kasumi... these are the women that Fujii Ren chose, besides Margaret.

At this moment, Mercury Serpent was considering removing some actors so that his son could focus on choosing Mary!

"What's so great about those ordinary, common women? Margaret is so beautiful and charming; how could I possibly be attracted to other women with her right in front of me..."

Mercury Serpent muttered to herself, somewhat annoyed, and harbored resentment towards her son's poor taste.

In his eyes, his beloved goddess, Margaret, was the most charming woman.

With such a woman appearing before him, it's unbelievable that his good-for-nothing son could fall for someone else!

What a damn blind man!

Mercury Serpent silently mocked his own brat in his heart.

"Who is scolding me?"

The little boy, Fujii Ren, who was playing with Yuza Shirou and Ayase Kasumi, was suddenly stunned.

He looked around, his expression a mixture of confusion and bewilderment.

Just now, in a daze, he seemed to hear someone scolding him for being useless.

“My son, you had better choose my beloved goddess in this cycle of reincarnation and guide her to me, otherwise the drama I offer to the goddess will be your horror drama.”

Mercury Serpent glared at his playful son, then glanced at his close friend Reinhardt, who was sitting bored on the throne in the Golden Demon City, pretending to be asleep.

He sighed again, his son and close friend, though they were generally following his plan.

But they are beings who will eventually become gods, and the closer they get to the end, the easier it is for them to lose control. If the Mercury Serpent is not satisfied with the ending, it will have no choice but to return to eternal damnation.

As for the idea of ​​rewriting the script, Mercury Serpent has not yet made a decision.

After all, the current script is alright.

His current dilemma is how to get Fujii Ren to focus his attention on Margaret.

It's not that Fujii Ren can't choose other women.

As long as he fulfills his duty, guiding Mary from seeking the truth to tyranny is enough.

When that time comes, we'll do whatever we want with Fujii Renai once she's no longer of any use to us.

After all, it's time for the goddess's solo dance. The Mercury Serpent will eliminate all the irrelevant actors from the stage!

P.S.: Sorry for the late update today, I had some things to take care of at home...........................................

Chapter Twenty-Two: Himuro Reia: How can one be unafraid of death?

The god reigns supreme over all things, overlooking everything in the world.

His eyes showed neither sorrow nor joy, nor any emotional fluctuation.

After all, the entire world beneath the throne of God is, in the eyes of Mercury Serpent, a comic book that has been read countless times.

Even if his fate changes towards the end, the feeling is still largely one of acquaintance.

This tedious waiting caused the Mercury Serpent immense suffering.

That's why he so eagerly anticipates and craves the unknown, even though that unknown is associated with death, he still finds it sweet.

In his world, there is nothing he dislikes, because he looks down on everything with equality.

Will this cycle of reincarnation be successful?

Mercury Serpent turned its gaze to Suwahara, who was in charge of Red Spider, and then to the Black Round Table members who were still active in the mortal world.