Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Suddenly, a deep fear and self-loathing arose. This version of myself—not only did I have no face to meet the real saintess, but I also had no face to approach the young, innocent-smiling girl, Youzhen.

With his hands stained with the blood of people his age, like Joan of Arc, just getting close to that beauty would be a defilement!

Despite the deeply ingrained sense of immorality and the desecration of morality and ethics, they were utterly defeated in the clash with Joan of Arc's obsession!

This child alone—this child alone—! deserves a wonderful and happy childhood, and no one should be allowed to harm or even taint this innocence.

Faced with a marshal who could raise the banner of rebellion even against God, passionately denounce and laugh maniacally, how firm was his will! He resolutely blasphemed and rebelled against everything, but only before this child did he willingly call himself a heretic and confess all his sins.

"How despicable and wise God! I understand now, this is the method you prepared for me." The marshal suddenly realized something.

God did indeed resurrect the saints, and not just one. He placed before him the saints of his ideals, the real saints, and the young saints who could ignite the last and deepest vestige of goodness (obsession) in his humanity, and awaken all his pity and protective instincts.

Is God trying to make him break down from within, lose his fighting spirit, and even hate himself, denying everything he has done in the past, in order to atone for his sins?

But if killing him in spirit alone could bring God back three Joan of Arcs, then in Bluebeard's eyes it would be entirely worthwhile.

How similar this is to what he once did on earth.

He relentlessly kills, toys with life, and commits heinous acts, all to invite divine punishment, to prove God's existence, and even to witness God's presence and question why He failed to save his devout followers and his saintly daughter from death...

Even—hadn't he, deep down, prayed that God would answer his prayers and save Joan of Arc...?

Even if the price of seeing God is going to hell, as long as he can see miracles occur and Joan of Arc, as a good person and a saint, be rewarded and resurrected, even a demon like him would be filled with tears of relief and satisfaction in hell!

After that—even without divine intervention, he himself would send himself to hell, even just to protect Joan of Arc's glory and holiness!

"If this is what you wanted to see, your goal has been achieved—!" For the first time, the marshal felt grateful to that despicable god, and his chaotic mind was clear for a moment, something he hadn't done in a long time.

Then--

The chaos returned, because he was no longer able to regain his senses.

From the moment he embarked on the path of evil, he never dared to hope that he could be forgiven by Joan of Arc for all he had done for her. After all, how could such a kind Joan of Arc tolerate the bloodshed, evil, and filth he had carried along the way?

As a demonic being, one should have an ending befitting the demonic path, exchanging a grand death for justice and light in the world!

"There's still something I can do for you!! That's right, oh oh oh oh oh oh—! Even though this body has fallen into this evil path, there's still something I can contribute to you with my last bit of value." Seeing the genuine smiles of Jeanne d'Arc fans on the screen, even though Black Jeanne's expression was one of disgust and loathing, for this Jeanne d'Arc fan, he could tell at a glance whether Jeanne was happy or not, and that was enough!

Because of the successive stimulation from Jeanne Alter and Jeanne d'Arc I, Gillespie's brief moment of lucidity made him realize his true feelings: what he longed for was for Jeanne to be happy, not for himself.

If Joan of Arc is not happy, even if she is scolded, insulted, and trampled on by the saint, he will take her back and try to awaken her with all his wisdom and strength until he sees her take revenge on France, which has deeply hurt her, and completely abandon the painful past.

But that's not the case—we can no longer deceive ourselves.

There was no trace of anger at the betrayal of the past or disappointment with God on her face. Even the black Joan of Arc, who should have been the ideal vengeful witch, actually had a vengeful nature that was like water without roots.

Having seen through everything, Gilles de Rais resolved to sacrifice himself, becoming the heroines' debut battle as they returned to the world.

Ahhh!! Even though he could accept that Joan of Arc never harbored a single grudge against the French until her death, it was because he actually knew that Joan of Arc was such a kind, pure, and radiant person!

Chapter 148 Making Outer Gods Bound Their Own Hands to Ignite the Name of the Savior Saintess? As expected of you!

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been drawn to the radiance of the woman who held up the iris banner, as if pursuing a faith, fearless of death, even if it meant giving up nobility, fame, and everything else, to die together on the road to the blossoming of their ideals!

It was Joan of Arc who made him believe that there was still light and faith in this world!

However, it was also because God abandoned Joan of Arc that his faith crumbled, and he abandoned his beliefs once again...

But now—even though we accept that Joan of Arc will not go back for revenge.

There was one thing he still couldn't tolerate—!!

—The people's forgetting of the saint, the saint who saved the nation, the savior, and the hero.

He couldn't hear it—after turning away from God, he hadn't heard the gospel or the voice in people's hearts for a long time. Whether heroes or anti-heroes, they had all been swallowed up by the dust of history.

His master, Ryunosuke, had never even heard of his name or the legend of Joan of Arc. Only through something called a cell phone could he find out about their past.

The old man with the green beard, who had long since abandoned the name and honor of a hero, did not care about being forgotten.

But when the saintly woman who saved the country was mentioned, it was as if—oh, there really was such a person in history!

Even if only Ryunosuke didn't know, and it wasn't because the saintess was unknown, Bluebeard still couldn't accept this... The saintess who saved the country, the savior in his heart should be the most dazzling and radiant, revered by the world, especially the great being whom the French should be grateful to and atone for their sins with their deaths.

It is unforgivable that such filthy and despicable people, who were saved by Joan of Arc, have forgotten her after only a few hundred years.

France, which sacrificed its heroes, is now merely surviving.

An endless, boundless rage seemed to burn within Bluebeard's chest—completely ignited—! He still sought revenge, but this time it was no longer against God, but rather, in the name of God—a final act of retribution against the world, using this as a foundation to help his saintess ascend back to godhood and climb the highest ladder!

If one could slay the ultimate demon, or even an evil god or an alien god, such an achievement would be impossible for even the cold-hearted god to ignore.

This time—even God could not abandon Joan of Arc again, and with this achievement, the saint was sent up the ladder of angels, so that she could be with the God she believed in forever.

Tears streamed down his face for that future, for that future where he could almost see Joan of Arc's happy smile, living forever with that smile. He was utterly satisfied, and tears of blood streamed down his face: "Ah, since that's how it is!!! Let me, a former believer, be the first to defile God's purity, to once again throw her from her lofty position. Hahaha—now we will raise the banner of rebellion once more!"

"In that case, ordinary demons are no longer enough—we need an even more powerful evil god, one that cannot harm my Holy Maiden." Bluebeard muttered maniacally, seemingly insane yet possessing a clear-headed mind.

Ideally, one should find a body that has the name of an evil god but no real power, and possesses the ability to descend into the god's body. Then, one should tamper with the summoning ritual to make the god trap itself—ideally, one should stand with its hands and feet tied up and be beaten by three Joan of Arcs!

That's right!

The goal is to keep the outer god in a state of nearing its arrival but not quite reaching it, so that it is beaten to near death before it actually arrives. Then, at the moment the outer god arrives, the perfect ending is achieved by having your Saintess finish it off!

In that case, relying solely on one's own spirit origin as a sacrifice is far from sufficient.

Unlike the marshal who went mad and sacrificed himself desperately after the invasion of the Great Sea Demon during the Fourth Shinobi World War, because he was unable to approach the land to hunt and grow and recover his magic power, coupled with the death of his master Ryunosuke.

From the very beginning, the marshal had already prepared himself to sacrifice himself!

No matter how many sacrifices there are, he must ensure that he is also a core, crucial one among them. Only in this way can the evil god killed by Joan of Arc give him a sense of participation, which is of immense significance.

What a pity! If the world were more prosperous, he could have sacrificed the souls of 300,000 people, or even the souls of the entire island nation. However, considering the time constraints and the need to sacrifice so many souls, the chances of things going wrong are very high.

Even without knowing the power of the Outer God descending from the 50,000 human souls in the neighboring singularity Salem, Abigail unleashed a magical force powerful enough to affect the entire planet.

But he summoned a god to kill the saintess, not an external god to corrupt and kill her.

Offerings are only needed to maintain the minimum level of channel for the power of the outer gods to descend.

The priority should be either natural or heroic spirit origins. If heroic spirit origins are hard to obtain, then killing people is the only option.

Upon seeing the three Joan of Arcs, even Gillespie, who was used to killing as easily as drinking water, inexplicably felt a reluctance to commit atrocities in the city where the Joans existed.

The difference between their attitude towards King Arthur during World War IV and their attitude towards him during World War IV is like night and day.

'Let's go kill some people who are evil and dark at heart...' The marshal quickly came up with a solution.

The souls of evil people are often more powerful than those of ordinary people, filled with endless desires, and those desires are also a tool for transforming magic.

In the past, we didn't specifically seek out such people because it was too troublesome. Indiscriminate killing could easily kill a group of people, and their souls and flesh would be enough to complete all the magic practice.

But things are different now...

The marshal quickly found his target. After all, when it comes to judging people—especially finding 'kindred spirits'—as a half-heretical philosopher, he had a special eye for talent!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Gilles de Rais had already seen everything he did and even his inner thoughts as soon as he stepped onto the Tokyo coast.

Knowing their plans, I saw some interesting scenes through futuristic vision that night!

Now that his true form has descended and is self-limiting, the limitation is one he imposed himself, and he can naturally undo it himself. As long as he doesn't destroy the world, he can unleash the maximum power that the world can currently contain!

They have the power to overturn the table at any time, and can even attempt to reverse-invade the Root without the Holy Grail. Waiting for the final battle is just going through the motions, playing along with others. A few more days won't make a difference.

Even in its current state of self-restriction, the Holy Grail War no longer possesses the power to attract the attention of the night and make it take notice.

But just now, from the many future timelines that unfolded due to his different choices, he saw the possibility of a cute, well-behaved blonde girl descending into the world.

This piqued Ziye's interest immediately...

Of all those timelines, this one is the most interesting!

Chapter 149 Where is the Bull of Heaven? King: Useless Goddess! Wait, where is my Holy Grail?

—Let's give him a little help.

With Gilles de Rais's current power, he would have a hard time winning against any of the Heroic Spirits in the Holy Grail War.

After all, the difficulty of this fourth war is already hellish. Even the easier-to-kill brush brothers not only stick together, but the Demon-Slaying Red Rose is also Caster's nemesis. If she relies on herself to slowly accumulate magic power, she might be able to create another great sea monster next to Tokyo Bay.

then--

The marshal was originally collecting the souls of villains while sending out familiars to gather information on the heroic spirits currently located in Tokyo, attempting to increase the number of spirit origins he could offer as sacrifices.

Suddenly—Bang! A golden cup fell from the sky and hit the marshal on the head.

"Ooo ...

Giles, who quickly discovered the culprit, was stunned.

"The Holy Grail?!" There's no mistake. This immense magical power is enough for him to complete any spell. It's enough to summon a god-level hero and change this era into a singularity.

Meanwhile—on the other side, a Holy Grail disappeared from the glittering treasure vault.

Unaware that his treasure trove had been used twice without his knowledge, Gilgamesh was currently doing his utmost to strengthen his forces, even bringing in Ishtar, whom he disliked the most.

Just now, in order to deal with this Holy Grail War that had long since deteriorated.

In order to deal with the absolutely invincible and powerful enemy, after communicating with their Masters, the Heroic Spirits finally opened up to each other and revealed their true names.

If, in the final battle to come, there is no intelligence whatsoever about each other's preferred fighting styles.

How can we then completely trust each other, confide in one another, unite as one, and unleash our full fighting power?!

When facing the absolute demon king Tiamat, the mother goddess of creation, and the combined forces of two beasts—or even two supreme gods of the pantheon—no amount of caution is excessive.

At a time like this, hiding your abilities is tantamount to courting death!

At this moment, Kim Pikachu, quite consciously, sat in the most prestigious seat and began discussing strategies for the upcoming battle.

Gilgamesh: "Although the odds of winning are slim, it's not like we have no chance at all!"

Iskandar, the Conqueror King, who was standing nearby and heard his words, lit up with curiosity and asked, "Oh, do you have some powerful trump card that can defeat the Demon King?"

Gilgamesh: "No—don't get me wrong. I mean there's a chance to prolong the battle, so at least the defeat won't be too humiliating."

All the heroic spirits: "..."

Gilgamesh frowned, then sighed: "Even if I go all out, plus the power of all the Heroic Spirits, it's still uncertain whether I can defeat Tiamat, let alone the Absolute Demon King who will follow."

"Even someone as proud as myself knows to act within my capabilities. The goal is to severely injure at least one beast, and if the situation allows, it would be best to eliminate it."

Even if Gilgamesh hadn't said anything, the Heroic Spirits knew that they would probably have no choice but to target Tiamat.

As for the Demon Lord of Absolute Evil, the power he ultimately displayed in the Grand Temple of Time was far too overwhelming; without even a second thought, he was simply not someone that could be defeated.

Ra-2 frowned as well: "Even if it is just Tiamat, with our current power, we may not be able to defeat her even if that demon king doesn't intervene. Rather—I also know very well—how powerful Tiamat, who can be called one of the creator gods, is."