Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Night: "Does the mountain range shake the star's flame? In Sumerian mythology, you committed the most destructive and cruel act of a god—the embodiment of that legend. Simply because you 'didn't like it,' you ravaged Mount Ebif, a sacred peak feared even by the king of gods, killing the entire mountain. With each step you took, you increased your divine power until you reached the summit and pierced the heart of the earth's veins with your spear, causing it to collapse completely."

"According to this legend, when using a Noble Phantasm, one can teleport to Venus, then use the administrator's authority to take possession of the concept of Venus, and then use it as a conceptual planet to fill Maana's magazine for launch, thus completing an act that would frighten even the gods."

Ishtar became increasingly panicked as she listened, and her initial confidence gradually began to disappear.

Huh, huh?

"Why do you know so much about this?! Knowing how terrifying this thing is, you can still remain so calm, as if you still have everything under control. Hey, if we're just talking about destructive power, this is a blow that even the god Anduin would fear." Ishtar was somewhat incomprehensible.

Even if someone has defeated a god from a pantheon, can they really face such a blow without fear?

Subconsciously, I felt that my own mythological system was no worse than any other mythological system. Even if Ye transcended mythology and was stronger than the King of Gods, there should still be a limit to how strong he was!

Faced with what is arguably one of the most violent and destructive divine attacks in Sumerian mythology, you remain so calm and reveal all my secrets, as if you understand the strength and terror of this treasure's power better than the goddess herself.

This will make Ishtar look really stupid and embarrassing! The mountain range is shaking the star's fire! This is like throwing Venus directly at someone, you better give it a reaction!

Even if it's not the actual Venus but a converged concept of Venus, didn't you hear him say it himself? That's... an act that would terrify even the gods!

Chapter 172 Was it worth sacrificing one's rank and exaltation for a single, unsuccessful strike?

I must say—although Type-Moon's various Noble Phantasms, Heroic Spirit Legends, Spirit Origins and other settings are very exciting and interesting!

But the fighting power of the gods in the Moon World is just so-so.

Even the most powerful Dyson spheres are only comparable to stars.

Let alone goddesses who shoot with the concept of Venus, even if they actually threw planets at people, they wouldn't necessarily be as supermodel-like.

The neighboring world, where the fighting power initially remained on the surface, was a battle between the disobedient gods, who were avatars of gods in mythology, and the god-slayers. Later on, the battle escalated to the point where a single sword strike could be launched directly from outer space, using stars as the sword.

And the gods in some worlds with even higher prestige, like the super gods in Saint Seiya, the domineering gods in the God Throne worldview, and the gods who seek the Way, are just too bullying.

In the single-box garden, there are countless gods whose bodies are comparable to the mass of a planet. Compared to being able to smash people with planets, the density of such a body is comparable to a humanoid planet. To shrink such a huge mass into a humanoid form is even more exaggerated.

Putting aside other things—if we were to have someone like Ishtar, who is capable of fighting back against someone like Anna who hasn't yet unlocked her goddess powers, along with Mash and the others, it would be an impressive feat.

If you let her fight those monsters whose bodies are comparable to planets, she'd definitely be killed by one of their fingers!

Given the level of 'power' Ishtar has displayed so far, it would be quite interesting if she could actually pull Venus over and smash it onto Earth...

It's just a matter of conceptual convergence, but the difference is huge!

Unconvinced, Ishtar unleashed her Noble Phantasm...

Anyway, let's try it out and see how it goes.

What Venus? What is the concept of Venus? To outsiders, the difference between the two is not very clear, and they are all ridiculous things.

And so—people watched as the goddess unleashed a beam of light from the planet Venus, which descended from the heavens like an aurora borealis piercing the world.

Is this the star-studded fire that shook the mountains?! The blow that shattered the sacred peak of Sumerian mythology!

People took a deep breath, but the next moment, they saw Typhon not even dodge. Behind him, countless illusory dragon-serpent heads shot out and actually bit the light pillar that should have no substantial structure in mid-air. Crack!

Bang~! !

Before the attack could land, it was shattered, and the radiance was completely swallowed by darkness.

Ishtar was completely stunned when she saw this.

"how come?"

at the same time--

Boom! It was smashed from the sky and crashed into the earth.

Then came lightning, fire, and a punch of boundless divine power; all three Phantom Demons' attacks landed on Abby.

It must be said that even though Abby's power is not weak, it is still not enough to face the terrifying threat of three phantom demons at the same time. Moreover, she herself has never had any combat experience before.

Having strength but lacking the corresponding combat skills, how can one possibly win?!

Then, countless pink, deep energy serpents flew out, each biting a heroic spirit and shattering it on the ground.

Soon, the heroic spirits that had just rushed up from the sky began to fall like dumplings in a rain.

Unfortunately—!

The heroes of this era, who were meant to unite all forces from the very beginning to achieve the greatest effect, were also the ones who had an absolute certainty of failure—only a minuscule probability, infinitely close to zero but never equal to zero, that allowed them to win.

They did not deliver a satisfactory result.

Even though Ye, in this state, had weakened considerably due to the balancing forces, the battle still unfolded in an overwhelming manner.

"Too weak, too weak, too weak, too weak—!" Night's voice was as cold as a merciless judgment descending from heaven.

"Gilgamesh... Ozymandias... and everyone..." When the Saber-class Artoria, who had just awakened, opened her eyes, she was bewildered to see countless Heroic Spirits being defeated and beginning to dissipate into spirit particles. Above her was Typhon, the Calamity Star, whose divine might was like a prison and whose terror was like the arrival of a super boss!

What—what's going on...?

Wasn't she fighting the Outer God's priestess before, and then being defeated and knocked unconscious by a single blow? How come when she opened her eyes the enemy had changed, and whether it was a Grand Servant or a goddess, they were all instantly defeated and forced to retreat?

The moment he opened his eyes, he witnessed such a thrilling scene; it was truly... enough to make even the invincible king's heart pound.

It felt like a dream, or rather, a nightmare from which I would never wake up.

At this moment, the old man in the mountain dragged his dissipating body and slowly took two steps. Bang! He knelt down, his armor peeled off, revealing burning blue flames inside, as if his soul was about to be extinguished.

"It's regrettable—we failed to overcome humanity's final trial, not even getting close enough to master the Body... But this Grand Spirit Origin might still be of use—! Little girl wielding the Star Sword! Thousands of years ago, when cosmic visitors from beyond this planet invaded the earth, even the gods of the various pantheons were powerless to resist. War raged across the world, and when the world was nearly destroyed, the Divine Blade of Salvation once again displayed its divine power to save it. —Sword Wielder!! Only the Holy Sword in your hand might still offer a chance!"

"The Grand Spear sacrificed itself by sealing its own Spirit Origin, allowing that one to willingly relinquish the power of the Savior Blade. So let my Spirit Origin be used to pave a new path for you!! There is no life without death, and life is only possible through death. In the eyes of the Supreme God, eternity is not walking, but slumber. You Absolute Evil Demon King, the shadow of our holy and devoted Lord's majesty and mercy, you who are born of humanity, your yearning for the mercy to be punished is the very foundation upon which the world rejects you."

"Even if it means defying the doctrine and bearing the infamy of attacking God, I have no choice but to risk everything. I have rushed forth from the depths of the abyss, from the darkness of death. I am the old man of the mountain—! Hassan, Sabah!!"

Boom! A deep blue flame began to burn all over his body, and in this state, the dissipating light of the spirit particle transformation was forcibly stopped.

This scene was very familiar. In the Greek Lostbelt, Orion, who was originally supposed to retire, also forced himself to continue, abandoning his Grand Archery Origin to launch a third arrow beyond his limits, piercing through the Origin of the Moon God in the sky.

In an idealistic world, miracles can happen when there is enough faith!

Then—although Typhon's machine silently watched all this without any intention of interrupting the spellcasting, it remained as absolutely domineering as ever, almost without any hesitation in attacking, crushing them all, and defeating the strongest power of the enemy with an even stronger posture. This is absolute evil.

At this moment, he showed the other party kindness as always.

Given his current posture of betraying his 'faith' and preparing to forcibly unleash that sword strike, it can hardly be considered 'destiny'. Naturally, due to his self-doubt and denial of his faith, the evening bell could not ring for a long time.

However, such a single, top-tier sword strike lacks soul.

Suddenly, Night spoke: "You abandoned your crown rank, your bloodline and soul, this shattered body, and then... you abandoned the meaning of your existence—your sacred faith, as sacred as a sublime soul. Even so—you still respond to the faith in your heart, so contradictory yet so resolute... even if this blow, which has lost its destiny, cannot even strike me, you still... go without hesitation!"

When God asked, 'Is it really worth it?'

King Hassan himself knew that this attack was likely to be useless!

If this is a divine mandate acting on behalf of Heaven's will, and a sword that foretells death can grant Heaven its own demise, then it is undoubtedly an overreach of authority.

It's like trying to kill Death with death, Thor with thunder, and Vulcan with fire.

Even a three-year-old could understand the current situation, so using that kind of attack would most likely be futile, just like the previous Noble Phantasms.

But Wang Hassan still chose without hesitation to pave the way for his successors, choosing to gamble on the almost 100% probability of failure.

However—theoretically, it will definitely fail, but as long as there is no action and no result is seen, it is not a failure.

Just like the Blank siblings in No Game No Life said, any game is like Schrödinger's cat; no one knows the real answer until the game reveals the result.

There are only two possible outcomes: win or lose.

So, from a results-oriented perspective, as long as a game can be completed normally, the probability is always fifty-fifty.

This is sophistry! Yet it is a necessary belief for those who consistently win. If one doubts oneself from the very beginning that one will lose, then...

Wang Hassan: "...!"

Before King Hassan could speak, upon seeing the even more resolute azure spirit origin flame burning on his body, Night exclaimed with satisfaction, a smile appearing on his lips: "Very well, then let me redefine it—this is... a sacred dedication!"

Chapter 173 What a magnificent divine decree! But it was too bitter; the young girl pitied the god.

He said, "I'll give it my all!"

He said, "Use all your wisdom and strategy!"

He said—"Exhaust your brute strength—try to transform it into a radiant blade that pierces my heart!"

A grand and sacred, majestic and domineering voice resounded throughout heaven and earth: "The so-called Demon King is an irreconcilable enemy. He is an enemy of the entire world. —Disadvantage in numbers? Ha, don't make a fool of yourself! What kind of Demon King is he if he can't even defeat ten thousand!"

On the battlefield—every time that man proclaimed his will to the world, it was so deafening, so incredibly—shocking!

That's a silent spirit!

He possessed the natural bearing of a king. Even Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, could not scoff at him; he had to be solemn and give it his all as a newcomer challenging the pinnacle of kings who were even more distant from him.

'...There's no need to feel ashamed!' No matter how many times, when facing those heroic spirits who trembled, gritted their teeth, and couldn't suppress their instinctive anger, they glared at him.

The Demon King never showed impatience; he always encouraged them with the same spirit: "If you don't know, learn here. This trembling is fear. And don't forget. Even trembling with fear, take that first step forward—that is courage. And then—"

The Demon King uttered words that would be etched into human history: "Transcend—justice lies upon my corpse…!!"

……

Ding~!!!

Ding! Ding! Ding! The evening bell rang again in response to King Hassan.

Because—Night: "This is a sacred sacrifice!! I reiterate—Very well, then I will forgive you. As one of the gods, I forgive you. If the one who punishes evil is evil, then all that remains after the death battle is evil. ...That would be far too lacking in redemption. Therefore, I, as an evil god, approve of you."

Similarly—the majesty and profound benevolence that seemed to emanate from the glowing eyes of Typhon's mechs also enveloped Abigail: "You too—Abigail Williams. I promise you—that your path contains a trace of justice. I guarantee the brilliance on the blade that pierces my 'absolute evil'."

The arena fell silent as God spoke, and countless people held their breath and listened intently to that powerful voice.

Is justice defined by absolute evil? There must be a trace of 'justice' inherent in the path one takes!

For some reason, the scene before them stirred a strange sense of unease and emotion within them.

It was clearly evil—yet this man, every single time, he seemed to be trying to save everyone, to save everyone's soul!

Boom! In the next moment, as if responding to the Lord in the heavens, the aura around King Hassan erupted, and the sound of the evening bells rang even louder!

Without a word, the Noble Phantasm, Death Angel, was unleashed to its fullest extent.

Ah—at this moment, my faith has been fulfilled!

Under the emotion of having no regrets even in death, the peak of the state of mind reached perfection without any flaws—facing the benevolent God and the benevolent Demon King!

The Old Man of the Mountain: "Divine punishment was expected! This body was destined to fall into evil! So, if it can be used to fight against absolute evil at the end of evil, that is what I wish for. But—is this it! You—you who are already an evil god—are you to guarantee my justice? What a magnificent divine decree! What immense magnanimity! Is this—the magnanimity of you who bears the malice of all mankind?!"

And so—! On the name of Hassan Sabah, the old man of the mountains, I am determined to deliver the most spectacular and unparalleled strike for you!