Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Fujino: "Is it an enemy?!"

Night: "Hmm... He should be a Heroic Spirit from the opposing faction in the Holy Grail War. His true name is Hassan-i-Sabbah, the legendary Old Man of the Mountain! If he descended as an Assassin-class Servant, he must be a Grand-rank Servant, the pinnacle of Servants."

Although Fujino didn't know what Grand rank was, and wasn't even familiar with the name of the Old Man of the Mountain who had once struck fear into the Middle East, she did understand the phrase "the ceiling of Heroic Spirits"—did it mean very strong?

"Mr. Haku, is he really that strong?" Fujino asked with a worried look.

Night: "That fellow is a swordsman who constantly wanders in the realm of the Hidden Valley. His sword is connected to death, and each swing has a certain chance of bringing instant death to the target. Although the probability of instant death is low, once it is successful, it can immediately inflict death regardless of the type of enemy—that is to say, no matter how strong the person fighting him is, they will be shrouded in the shadow of death. Moreover, due to his years of wandering in the Hidden Valley, the old man of the mountain has long been assimilated with death, making him unable to be instantly inflicted with death; he is also accustomed to the death of others, which gives him a strong fear resistance. In other words—instant death is ineffective, charm is ineffective, and normal attacks are also inflicted with instant death."

Fujino Hikaru trembled at the sight of those words, which sounded as ominous as the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect in gaming terminology. Wasn't this cheating?

This kind of conceptual template is already invincible, isn't it?

It cannot be instantly killed, but can instantly kill others. Most importantly, its willpower is extremely high. It is simply a born war weapon, the configuration of the strongest killing blade.

Such a person is a monster among monsters, born to fight.

Fujino: "Then... his martial arts skills must be very weak, right?"

Fujino asked anxiously, as if she had just realized something.

From the beginning, Mr. White Dragon has been able to easily block the opponent's attacks. Now the opponent is hiding and not making another move immediately. It must be that his combat skills are not good enough, or his physical fitness is not good enough. There must be some shortcomings behind this invincibility, right?

If we can find the enemy's weaknesses and exploit them!

Fujino is very clever. Even though it was only her first battle in the Holy Grail War, she was able to adjust her emotions so quickly, react quickly, and start thinking of a countermeasure when faced with such a terrifying Heroic Spirit that could scare a child to tears.

It has to be said that if she continues to grow up healthily like this, she will definitely grow into a beautiful woman with both talent and intelligence.

However—Yoru refuted all his deductions with a single sentence: "No, that guy possesses martial arts skills that are quite rare even among Heroic Spirits, without a crown. Although not recognized by the times, his actual combat skills have still been honed to the peak. Combined with his innate physical abilities, he can fight with ease even against Round Table Knight Gawain, who is three times stronger under the sun."

Fujino:? ? ? !

How could this be? It's so strong? How are we supposed to fight it? And this is just the enemy's base stats, not even their Noble Phantasm threat yet.

"Then, Mr. Haku... will he win?" Unable to say anything else, Fujino could only ask this anxiously at the end, but she received an affirmative and surprising answer.

"Of course—!" Without the slightest hesitation or confusion, the response was firm, confident, and arrogantly aloof.

No living being could face that old man without feeling fear. Even the arrogant Pharaoh, who claimed to be comparable to an omnipotent god, would show him a degree of awe and be forced to cower like a turtle.

But—the most terrifying aspect of the Old Man in the Mountain, the inescapable nature of death, is something that life cannot escape, yet he 'does not' possess!

Chapter 46 Darkened Demonic Eyes Unleash Their Power, King Hassan: Understand Clearly, Your Heroic Spirits Have No Concept of Death.

Bang! The moment Ye Huayu finished speaking, it was as if to verify the truth of his words.

Since you say you can't kill him, then King Hassan will naturally give it a try.

Words are useless; actions are the best way to verify the truth.

The two soon engaged in a fierce battle, their greatswords and spears creating intense afterimages and sparks. No matter how powerful and violently beautiful King Hassan's attacks were, Night was able to easily parry them.

The terrifying effect of the collision between the two powerful monsters was enough to make even those heroic spirits who were not good at melee combat turn pale.

It was as if we were witnessing two Hercules fighting each other.

Despite their seemingly heavy armor, each of them was incredibly agile and swift, wielding enormous weapons with effortless skill.

After Fujino was put down, King Hassan seemed to let go and fight Yoruichi without restraint.

He had no intention of taking advantage of the situation to harm Fujino. Although Fujino was the Master of the Night, the old man was not so ruthless as to harm a child.

He wanted to personally test with his sword whether the young beast posed a threat to human reason.

In a world where the voice of destiny, the evening bell, and the will of God can no longer be heard, whether or not there is still a need to fight additional beasts is something he needs to experience firsthand through battle.

The Grand rank is not what he needs, and similarly, the mission of dealing with the Beasts that the Grand rank requires is something he can choose to accept or deny.

It would have been better if they hadn't fought. But once they did, although Yena hadn't had a chance to use her skills for a long time, she had already reached the level of a god and surpassed the martial arts of Wu Lian. This immediately put immense pressure on Wang Hassan!

The crown represents the pinnacle—the highest peak! King Hassan and Karna, the son of the sun god, both possessed martial arts without a crown, which was the strongest martial arts that was not recognized or acknowledged by the times. Lancelot's endless martial arts training was the strongest honor and synonym of his era.

However—Ye's martial arts skills had already surpassed both of them, reaching a level where he could use a human body to unleash techniques that could kill gods and destroy Buddhas.

Such martial arts skills are by no means unique in human history, and they even came from a beast that descended in the form of a heroic spirit.

King Hassan even discovered something, and to confirm his suspicion, he used his Noble Phantasm...

Even though we can no longer hear God's voice, we should still try to ring the evening bell once.

After another clash, Wang Hassan, feeling the pressure and retreating, had a fierce blue flame burning in his eyes. He finally spoke, saying, "Without death, there is no life; with death, there is life. Beast of calamity, evil born of humankind, though I do not know your name, nor what you love, your martial arts, which have reached the realm of gods, your heroic brilliance will not fade even as time passes. In that case, I must reveal my name."

Even though he had already heard the other party and the little girl reveal his true name, the old man still slammed his greatsword into the ground. His entire body emanated a surging, azure-blue, flame-like magic as he solemnly and majestically proclaimed: "Rushing forth from the abyss of the dark valley, from the death of darkness. The Old Man of the Mountain—Hassan-Sabah—! Listen, the evening bells have revealed your name. Feathers of death, sever heads!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

As pure white wings fluttered across the sky, it was as if evening bells from heaven were ringing continuously. Amidst the ethereal chimes, what followed was an unstoppable, swift strike that had already reached the concept of magic.

Instant death—!! Forced instant death!

In that instant, the only real living being witnessing that glorious scene, Fujino's twisted demonic eyes, felt an astonishing fear and panic: she would die!

Everything dies!

The immense concept of death it contained made her instinctively want to back down, but after realizing how terrible the blow that was about to strike was, a blow that would make one's soul tremble and shudder, she thought about the possibility that Mr. White Dragon might die.

Even if today is only the first time we've met.

But for the young girl who has spent the first six years of her life in pain and loneliness, is the only lifeline she has desperately grasped about to disappear before her eyes?

In the face of immense panic—"No!!" Fujino's eyes reddened, and she let out a heart-wrenching scream. The despair in her young voice moved even the resolute old man in the mountains who had seen death many times.

However, let alone the fact that Fujino couldn't even run over at that distance to block the sword, it was even less likely that such a shout would affect the old man's decisive sword strike.

That sword had already fallen! Even though Fujino's twisted demonic eyes erupted midway, disregarding her fragile body that had not yet fully recovered, she desperately squeezed out her life force, twisting her body into a pretzel-like shape, and then released an astonishing power from her demonic eyes—!

Although there was no bridge here for Fujino to blow up, the earth still instantly turned upside down as if an earth dragon had overturned, and even the trajectory of that sword was distorted. However—it still could not stop it.

The death talisman landed on the joint of the silver-white armor. Then—the azure silver armor and helmet fell off.

When Fujino saw this, she went completely mad. Her previously sluggish physical senses surged forth in an overwhelming torrent.

Kill him, kill him, kill that—the black-clad heroic spirit!

Revenge, revenge, revenge...!

However, before Fujino could even make a move, she was on the verge of fainting due to the massive depletion of her magical energy and the intense emotional stimulation.

"Why so agitated—your heroic spirit is not dead yet, my attack failed." The old man suddenly spoke.

Fujino froze—No, not dead? That's a lie, his head is clearly...

But—Fujino suddenly realized, there was no blood.

That's right—there was no blood on the spot where Ye was beheaded.

The next moment, a dragon's roar suddenly rang out from the direction of the armor.

The terrifying roar of the dragon seemed to proclaim that the white dragon was still alive.

The old man in the mountain said, “Indeed, you and that fallen creator goddess are both perfectly existing beings, flawless both physically and mythologically! You are born without the concept of death.”

Fujino was in excruciating pain all over her body, more severe than anything she had experienced before combined. Normally, the intense pain would have made her faint, but now, no matter how many tears welled up in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and was determined to see Yoru alive, refusing to faint: "Born—without...a concept of...death?"

Fujino murmured in shock, but then she heard something even more astonishing.

Born without... what?!

For a moment, as if she thought she had misheard, Fujino, who was in a daze, seemed to forget the pain in her body.

Wang Hassan: "An existence that cannot be killed, cannot even be repelled, and whose very concept of death does not exist!"

Although he still appeared calm and collected on the surface, Wang Hassan was indeed having some headaches.

At this moment, I feel the problem is somewhat serious, but it doesn't seem too serious either.

They discovered that the guy on the other side had absolutely no concept of death. It wasn't about being reborn after death, or simply being resurrected; he simply denied the existence of death.

Chapter Forty-Seven: I shall unleash the ultimate white dragon's dominance, and invite you to enter the realm of immaculate perfection.

Just as Tiamat is the mother of all existing life, the very existence of humankind—no, life itself—proves the existence of the creator goddess.

The absolute evil demon king is based on the immense evil in mythology and human history. Before clarifying which came first, mythology or human history, the first question is the continuation of human history and mythology—the insurmountable trial will eventually become the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all universes.

This concept goes beyond the question of whether or not someone dies; it fundamentally prohibits any form of death other than being legitimately defeated by human heroes.

They must be pure humans, not those who abandon their physical bodies and ascend mechanically.

King Hassan had modified his body, causing his natural physical attributes to be downgraded to level C. Clearly, he was unable to meet the conditions for defeating Night, not to mention that Night's power was the sum of all the heroes and great men of this era.

Things like being unable to die instantly are something you can have—he can have them anytime. He can patch himself up during battle whenever he wants.

Wang Hassan: "I have a vague feeling that, just as the very existence of human beings proves the existence of the Mother Goddess and therefore they do not die—he is probably in the same situation."

Fujino was stunned when she heard such powerful words.

Does that mean that to defeat Mr. White Dragon, everyone in the world has to die first? A bomb that holds the lives of all humanity hostage?

Although Wang Hassan's guess was slightly off, it was largely correct.

If it were possible to kill all humanity in the universe, let alone absolute evil... all of humanity's ultimate trials would lose their meaning, and of course—those heroic spirits and gods enshrined in human history would also perish.

This is a completely suicidal, desperate act of self-destruction.

If Ye were simply absolute evil, there would still be a possibility of defeating him. But in addition to absolute evil, he could also be a domineering god, a man whose body contains the size of a conceptual universe. If he could not possess the power to kill an entire universe in an instant, how could he possibly kill the real Ye?

Even if the cosmos within the Heroic Spirit Night has now become a conceptual product similar to a Noble Phantasm, it is no longer something that King Hassan can grant health bars to.

Not to mention that King Hassan is not yet a Grand Assassin.

In the original work, to deal with Tiamat, the creator goddess, one must first lure her into the underworld. To defeat the Heroic Spirit Night, all the heroes of this era would need to work together closely and seamlessly. Otherwise, the only option would be a massive catastrophe where the Steel Land is wiped out, planetary life is destroyed, the entire ecosystem is destroyed, and even single-celled organisms are wiped out.

In short—this beast is 'invincible'.

The realization dawned on me instantly: before finding the right strategy, continuing to provoke the other party would undoubtedly ruin things.

The good news is that the other party doesn't seem to be complete. It's not a cub, but an incomplete beast that has descended upon this land. It probably won't matter if we leave it alone, as long as it doesn't cause trouble.

However, Tiamat was different; her complete form was directly summoned by the Heroic Spirit and pulled along with it.

At that moment, when Wang Hassan and Fujino looked over, the spot where the armor had been turned into a sea of ​​light, and the dragon-shaped light grew larger and larger, becoming more and more ferocious.

Its sheer size exudes power, as if revealing the true form of the white dragon.

"I have awakened as the Two Heavenly Dragons (Abyss Eye and Chaos) who wield the principle of hegemony and strip away all; my body traverses the infinite, my heart is like a dream, I will unleash the ultimate hegemony of the White Dragon and invite you to enter the limit of immaculate perfection!"

Boom! Amidst the chanting that resembled a magical artifact, King Hassan immediately realized something.