Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Suddenly—as if he had seen something—Frey froze and quickly turned his head away.

No way—you're even going after your brother-in-law! Hey, I didn't do anything!

Frey panicked—he felt as if he had just seen his own reflection in that demonic city.

Frey's idea was actually a misunderstanding.

The golden radiance, intensely displayed by the night with its destructive intent at its core, reflected the deepest fears in everyone who looked into that demonic city.

Unlike Mephisto (Golden Reinhard), the Light of Taboo who has collected hundreds of millions or even trillions of souls, the Valhalla Temple at night is now empty.

The reason you see thousands of souls covered in bright red blood, crowding together on the floor, is because they themselves "saw" it!

This does not mean that they have actually been absorbed or trapped inside.

Of course—if Ye needs to, he can summon the generals from Greece who recognize him.

But this hellish scene is enjoyable for some and torture for others, so there's absolutely no need to go through all this trouble.

The next moment, with an air of transcendence, Ye Yin's silvery hair, which had flown into the sky, was faintly turned into platinum-white under the golden light of the sky—a silvery-white color that leaned towards gold.

At this moment, his eyes, seemingly filled with divinity, calmly and with a hint of a smile, looked down at the incarnations of the gods below.

Then, a beautiful, heavenly proclamation, as if from the heavens themselves, resounded from the sky—an irrefutable and sacred declaration, like that of God.

The chant reads: "Overflowing from chaos (Du-sollst), on the day of fury (Dies-irae)."

The complete chants selected from three sections of Mozart's Requiem, Day of Wrath, The Sound of the Magic Horn, and Day of Tears finally unfolded, resounding throughout the entire Nordic world, and could be heard by everyone.

The next moment, the above will become a hymn that will resonate throughout the entire Norse pantheon and will be regarded as a nightmare by all other pantheons in the future, requiring full memorization.

At this moment, in this universe, as the only 'god' in this world, no one else is qualified to be called a god; the other second-generation gods are nothing but false gods.

This is because—their will can no longer possibly suppress the vast will that covers this universe.

"—On the day of wrath, at the end of time, all things in heaven and earth will turn to ashes."

Dies irae, die illa, solve saeclum in favilla.

Just as David and Sivira had prophesied.

Teste David cum Sybilla.

Even as people tremble in anticipation, the Judge will surely come.

Quantus tremor est futurus, Quando judex est venturus,

All life and production will be subject to severe punishment and investigation.

Cuncta stricte discussurus.

A beautiful melody resounded throughout my army; this was the signal cannon to signal the start of battle.

Tuba, mirum spargens sonum Per sepulcra regionum,

All the soldiers under my command should gather beneath this jade throne.

Coget omnes ante thronum.

Tears and sins will be punished on that day. My subjects, shall rise from the ashes.

Lacrimosa dies illa, Qua resurget ex favilla

Therefore, God will surely forgive them in his time.

Judicandus homo reus Huic ergo parce, Deus.

O One of profound compassion, today I grant them eternal rest. Amen.

Pie Jesu Domine, dona eis requiem. Amen.

Outflow

Atziluth――

Overflowing from chaos, on the day of fury...

Du-sollst——Dies irae! "

Chapter 271 Can you bear to have your half-body enslaved forever?

The original laws of the world, the world familiar to the gods, seemed to collapse at that moment.

That man accomplished something astonishing on his own, a feat that even the god-king Odin had never achieved.

He will permanently expand the demonic city he created, allowing it to flow endlessly throughout the world and replace the existing world's rules. He will combine his desire to "love everything" and "give his all" to construct the world of Asura. In this world, the regret of "reaching the pinnacle in both literature and martial arts but not being able to exert one's full strength in the mortal world" can be remedied. By giving one's all, the world will be destroyed, reborn, fought, and revived.

In that world, the inhabitants fight and kill each other, dying and being resurrected, continuing the eternal struggle—given the characteristic of the "Asura Path" that "the ruler loves his subordinates, and the subordinates admire the ruler," the masses in this world kill each other to elevate their ranks, thus strengthening their power. Since their power is strengthened, the rank of their generals is further elevated, which can be considered the "principle" of a hegemon.

If you want to understand it, it's like an advanced version of the God of War in the No Game No Life Zero universe, who grows stronger by feeding on war.

The more intense the struggle, the stronger the opponent becomes; the more desperately you try to eliminate the opponent, the stronger they become.

This cycle repeats itself endlessly—! For the enemy, such an existence is nothing short of a desperate nightmare.

Then, the avatars of the gods, sensing the danger to their lives, rushed forward—but were quickly defeated one by one, or rather, died in large numbers at the hands of the night.

Night would almost always use the divine spear Gungnir to pierce their bodies, thus achieving the legend of double god-slaying. Not only could he himself gain god-slaying attack power, but this divine spear, which originally possessed god-slaying attributes in mythology, could further enhance this achievement.

And it was after Ye displayed a combination of despairing martial arts skills and overwhelming power that an overwhelming massacre was born.

After a torrential rain of the blood of the gods, suddenly—everything vanished.

The impact of pre-existing knowledge causes shared fragments to disappear.

The gods, their hearts pounding, instinctively looked at themselves. Their heads had not slipped from their necks, their chests had not been pierced, and their souls and wills had not yet been bound into the golden temple of Valhalla after death.

Everything hadn't even begun yet, which made one breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, felt a chill and fear that came from the depths of one's soul.

Is it just my imagination?!

However, the next moment, when they saw the familiar radiance soar into the sky, when they saw the familiar demon city appear in the firmament.

It's here—!! It's 'leaking'!!!

Although the concept of 'outflow' is still not fully understood, to the gods, these two words symbolize the future of massacre.

At this moment, the gods frantically tagged their external counterparts, urging them to take them back quickly. Heaven knows what terrible, hellish torment they would suffer if this part of their will were severed and left in that temple.

In the seemingly futuristic scenes, there was never a final shot of them escaping from that golden demon city.

All one can feel is the suffocating feeling of being squeezed together by each other, squeezed into a small floor or decoration in that demon city, with no freedom or human rights.

Suffering, wailing, desperate and repressed—!

They're worse than animals!

That kind of future is absolutely unacceptable. They are not afraid of death, but they are even more afraid of their will being forcibly retained, so that they cannot even return to their original body after death. Such a thing is too terrifying.

Perhaps their actions triggered forces from outside this world that did not belong here, causing a 'future deviation'—yet even this 'deviation' was already known in the Night's premonition.

After all, it is known immediately rather than seen immediately. The result was determined after he successfully ascended to godhood. There is no way to change the cause in the past. As long as the cause-and-effect relationship is still there, the process cannot be changed.

No matter how much they struggle, they remain visible in the night.

As the saying goes, which has been repeated countless times—'It's too late!'

Meanwhile, outside—the gods had already gathered together, with Odin, the king of the gods, and other Norse gods all receiving the message from the madman incarnate, and then perceiving the strange, terrifying things that had appeared in their memories.

Odin, the god of wisdom, only belatedly realized that something was amiss.

As he observed the Fountain of Fate, his expression suddenly turned extremely grim. The previously ethereal and uncertain universe of possibilities was now solidifying. If it were simply this, Odin wouldn't care too much.

After all, his bet with the Sun King has been influencing that universe from the moment all the gods descended upon it, constantly from the main universe.

Even if that universe really becomes reality, it doesn't matter...

It had no effect on Odin and his companions, but now the surface of the universe was covered with a strong personal soul color.

At first glance, it seemed fine, but upon closer inspection—!

Wait, what the hell did I just see?!

Are all the elements attached to the universe 'laws'?

Is that universe really that important? That it deserves to be so cherished by the Sun King and taken into his possession? Even if he covered that universe with all the laws, he would only be ruling over that small universe. What benefit would that bring?

How can this tiny little world compare to the entire Nordic universe?

For the gods, what's the point of doing this unless they decide to spend their entire lives in the microcosm?

It's impossible for him to directly absorb this universe into his body and completely transform it into his own power.

Although the specifics are unknown, whether it's from the fragments transmitted back by the will of the gods or from Odin's suspicions, ancient wisdom has made him subconsciously aware of the seriousness of the problem, even though he still doesn't understand why.

That means the Sun King is doing something extremely terrible, and we can't let him succeed!

No matter how close one is to this creator of humanity and wants to bring him into the Norse pantheon, if the other party's strength is so great that even he, as the king of gods, will have to look up to him in the future.

A weak ruler and a powerful minister—who is truly worthy to be the king of this Nordic world?!

Among the gods, and throughout the entire Norse universe, where does his prestige lie?

Odin: "Come with me immediately and break through that universe with all your might to reclaim your will's avatar! Although it is unclear what the Sun King plans to do, if we succeed, a part of your consciousness may be permanently trapped in that golden demon city."

Odin's words immediately made all the gods uneasy, and their expressions changed drastically.

They may not care about the bet between Odin and the Sun King, or how powerful the Sun King is, but they cannot ignore the possibility that half of their bodies might become someone else's slave forever. They are all supreme beings in mythology, prominent figures in the Norse universe. How can they accept being branded with such shame?

It's even more frustrating than Dracula (the Impaler) being falsely accused of being a vampire!

The former are just being slandered; they are actually going to be ridden on and have their excrement and urine defecate on their bodies!

Chapter 272 The Holy Lance of Destiny: A Strike That Triggers Global Catastrophe!

"Useless—destroy it, I love everything in this world!" That night, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the distance. He wasn't looking directly at the space-time that had been completely dyed gold, but at somewhere outside the world.

The connection between the main universe and this universe was deepened during the process of the universe's manifestation. At this time, Odin and the other gods' attempt to break through his 'mini-universe' only further strengthened the connection with the main universe.

However, the difficulty of breaking through a universe with an owner and an unowned universe is completely different.

A world with consciousness and a strong will, resisting the invasion of the gods. Neither Odin nor any of the gods had a soul large enough to overcome the will of a world.

Even if their power is great, it is not as comprehensive as Night's growth. His soul has already grown into a behemoth that even the Norse gods cannot comprehend in the process of birth, growth, formation, and outflow, completing his microcosm.

Boom! At this moment, the golden light suddenly surged upwards, following the connection and the authority granted by Night as the administrator of the main universe, and attacked the main universe unimpeded.

That domineering radiance struck the power of the gods directly, causing the gods of the main universe to change color and their souls to tremble.