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She herself did not recognize herself as a saint. Such a person, who pioneered the concept of self-denial of her noble identity, is quite understandable.

And without a doubt—God's words are like the greatest affirmation of their faith and their past dedication to human history!

This is a spirit of selfless sacrifice!

"If, thousands of years from now, people have completely forgotten the existence of the gods, it proves that humanity is living a very happy life right now... If, thousands of years from now, people are still constantly calling out and praying for the gods' salvation, it can only prove that the world I created is absolutely terrible!" Night's bold oracle solemnly proclaimed.

Therefore, humanity does not need to believe in God. Rather than showing outward reverence and humility, constantly hoping for help from others, and placing our hopes on others, humanity should learn to strengthen its own body and mind from the inside out! And awaken spiritually as well!

A game-winning goal!!

Night's words made St. Peter subconsciously compare them to what Christ had done in the world after becoming God.

Clearly, even the early Lord did not act any differently from the gods in other mythological systems.

They do not seek to govern humanity for the sake of human happiness and well-being; whether humanity is happy or not is not important.

The important thing is that people must believe in them and give them the power and strength to rule over everything!

It's just a better world, which is more conducive to maintaining people's faith in God.

—We lost.

After all, Ye walks a path completely different from the gods of these mythological systems. As a humanoid singularity, he alone can rival the soul quality of the world... so naturally he doesn't need to deliberately cultivate faith.

Faith can only be the nourishment that helps him grow, but it cannot become his foundation.

"Let's make a bet, St. Peter..."

"What bet?"

"I am an eschatologist, the final trial for humanity and the gods, destined to become the greatest evil hanging over all worlds, and this world is no exception. When the time comes—I will use my own methods to conduct the final trial for humanity and the gods of this world, and try to lead the heroes of this era, together with the heroic spirits under my command, to cross the final peak."

"Use your usual methods to personally choose whether the good and justice you value have enough capacity to become the sharp blade piercing my chest!"

Here it comes again!

The biblical-themed spirits below immediately widened their eyes.

A hint of helplessness and fervor flashed in the eyes of heroic spirits such as Saint George.

This familiar scene, like a vision of divine might descending upon us, felt like a return to that day! It was exhilarating!

He delights in transforming into evil, into a massive storm to subject them to trials, and then demands that they personally defeat him!

The sheer scale of the final Holy Grail War in their own world is still vivid in their minds, as if it happened yesterday. Now, in another world, is it about to begin?! The Final Trial of Humanity—!!

Wow, this 'storm' is sweeping the world!!

Judging from this situation, they may have to try to get used to accepting that in every unfamiliar world, the Lord might be eager to transform into the ultimate test to challenge all of humanity and the civilization of gods.

War! It's a word that saints and saintesses would never like, but when it comes to the war of 'humanity's final trial,' the heroic spirits who understand the profound meaning behind its creation and initiation...

Yet I just can't bring myself to hate it! Indeed—since I can't resist it, the only option is—to spoil 'It'!

Of course—even if the trial cannot be overcome, His Majesty will not actually destroy this world. Those who fall are all contemporary heroes who have long since disregarded life and death, and will never regret dying. They will only regret not being able to let His Majesty the Demon King have his fill, not being able to make him fight with all his might, and may even be saddened to tears.

This is another reason why the heroic spirits do not hate this war.

So this must be the real reason why the Lord started the Holy War with this world!

Then they need to be fully focused.

If one harbors wishful thinking that even if they ultimately fail, the Lord will not destroy true human civilization, and that a pure white heaven will descend, then they will not devote themselves fully to the battle.

It would not only disappoint God, but also be disrespectful to that burden of absolute evil and that profound love.

If the absolutely correct heaven and hell were to descend, plunging both gods and humans into that world of suffering, that would be an even more sinful thing.

then--

"Saint George—!" The next moment, upon hearing God call her name, Teacher George immediately came to her senses, stood up with a serious expression, and bowed respectfully.

"Well, Saint Peter—" Last Night looked down at Saint Peter again.

Divine eyes gazed calmly at the saint.

“Go with him! Then, after you have witnessed everything, tell me your true choice... Follow the true voice of your heart!”

That's right—follow your true inner voice.

St. Peter recalled his conversation with Ye, where he realized that the most important reason he couldn't overcome his inner hurdle was neither out of faith (humanity had been blaming Christ every day, and had witnessed firsthand that God's anger was more terrifying than the devil's), nor out of loyalty (his moral sense was flexible; after all, as a poor man, he had also cheated and stolen from vegetable gardens)...

Dedicated to good but not rigid!

He was true to his promise!

It is the world that God of his world has told him to build with his own eyes, a world where everyone can be happy, where even the poor will no longer have to endure hunger and cold like he once did, and will no longer be forced to have criminal thoughts, but can be redeemed.

Chapter Sixteen isn't some new, unknown paradoxical concept; it turns out it was something that was crushed.

For the sake of a world where there is no more hunger—it was for this better world that he was willing to help Christ and become his disciple.

This is why, despite possessing the greatest power among the disciples, St. Peter was willing to choose the most tedious and monotonous yet equally crucial task of being the gatekeeper of the Kingdom of Heaven, a task that none of the other disciples were willing to undertake.

Because what he craved was never power, status, or strength; he simply hoped that no one would feel the same hunger and suffering he once endured.

……

Like many saints, it is a grand aspiration to save all mankind.

Although St. Peter did not dare to hope for world peace, he did, in essence, yearn for a world where people would no longer experience hunger and could freely choose their own happiness in life.

His heartfelt sentiment, his longing, was just like that—and no matter how right a god ruled the world, it seemed to have lost its luster after Ye had said that humanity did not need a god.

That is the day when such an enviable and awe-inspiring blueprint for the universe will truly come to fruition.

What kind of happiness or level of well-being is needed to achieve this?

So, the fact that people in that era did not experience hunger, a grand ambition that seems difficult for St. Peter to achieve even now, was merely one of the most basic requirements.

Finally—unable to resist, St. Peter's gaze lingered for a moment on St. George's heartwarming spiritual radiance and his tall, heroic figure, as upright as a knight.

A saint under the command of a god from another world?

As a 'saint' under the command of a god who upholds the idea that humanity does not need a god, how does he judge good and evil, and how does he deal with good and evil?

"Okay!!" In the end, St. Peter agreed.

……

Then, they quickly returned to the real world.

However, he is no longer in his physical body, but as a soul released from the Golden Demon City, appearing as a spirit. Although he is visible and tangible, and no different from a living human, he is now essentially closer to a Heroic Spirit.

St. Peter didn't care about these changes; what he cared about most was—

Not only did Saint George, whose name began with the same "Saint" as their saint and who was once suspected by Saint Peter to be a disciple of another god but from another world, appear in the forest in reality, but the great god also appeared in this forest.

Saint Peter: "…………"

After a two-second silence, St. Peter asked hesitantly, "You—are you also going to come with us?"

Night: "Of course—don't worry about it, I won't make a move against you before the final battle begins."

Saint George finally spoke, having the opportunity to talk to the legendary Saint Peter: "The Lord's great wish is for mankind to overcome the absolute evil it bears, it is hope rather than destruction... There is no need to worry, along this path—though His Majesty has abandoned the identity of God, His Majesty is still a merciful and loving demon king."

My Demon King is the most loving person ever!

Saint Peter saw nothing but trust and reverence in Saint George's tone and gaze.

How wonderful! To be so highly praised by such a noble and virtuous knight-like saint, he truly is a benevolent god... well, perhaps His Majesty the Demon King!

St. Peter suddenly realized: "So that's how it is!"

St. George: "Your Excellency St. Peter can rest assured. Along this journey, His Majesty will not only not be an obstacle for us, but will be more eager than anyone to see humanity's triumphant display of courage and wisdom, and will delight more than anyone in the birth of heroes! Even—"

He paused slightly, then said in a tone of shame mixed with an undisguised pride: "Fight evil with evil! If we encounter unimaginable, insurmountable evil, the Lord... no, His Majesty might even personally intervene to resolve it."

However, Saint George had made up his mind that he would not give His Majesty a chance to make a move, otherwise it would make them, the saints, look too incompetent!

He will certainly do his best to fulfill the bet between the Lord and Saint Peter, and live up to the Lord's expectations.

St. Peter was somewhat moved, and even his tone softened unconsciously when speaking to St. George: "...Truly a great god who deeply loves mankind!"

No, do the gods in your world really spoil humans like this?

有事大爹抗，没事大爹亲自揍你们，但后者也是爱之深恨之切般，以风暴的形式勉励人类前进，这样的苦并欢乐着的过程。

Why am I suddenly feeling a little envious?

Night: "That's right... Don't worry about me, just think of me as an ordinary traveler traveling with you."

St. George and St. Peter looked at each other—of course—they couldn't possibly both truly regard Ye as an ordinary person.

Fortunately, they were accompanied by another sage, which helped alleviate their tension to some extent.

When St. George and St. Peter discussed it, they both decided to continue along the forest path and let fate decide for them, starting with the first person they met to make their judgments of good and evil, which would be the beginning of their wager.

However, just as the three were preparing to set off, Saint Peter suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but ask Night, "Your Majesty, I have another question—can you tell me how I was killed?"

Even now, when I think back on it, it feels like a fairy tale, like a dream.

He encountered gods from other universes on his first trip to the mortal realm, which led to a conversation that went beyond their established worldview and universal truths. After enduring tons of mental shock and losing his composure, he was sent away with a single finger...

Instead of returning to the heavens after death, he was unwittingly taken into the temple of a god in another world, and from then on, his will to live and die was taken away from him.

Fortunately, this was a kind god who did not forcibly control him and was even willing to make such a contract with him.

But—he was still very curious about how he had died!

Always filled with an insatiable desire for the unknown truths of the universe, Saint Peter, now temporarily 'following' others and entering a period of ambiguity, can finally disregard his identity and inquire about the unknown truths of the universe that he wants to understand.

'Could it be an interesting paradox in human history, like Zeno's tortoise?!' Just as St. Peter was pondering this with such anticipation.

Night responded readily, smiling faintly, "How to kill—as you can see, crushed with your fingers."

Saint Peter: "???"

Night: "With a body mass density far exceeding that of a planetary level, although your physical form is only human-sized, your mass remains constant. The moment such a massive mass falls, even a planet in front of you would be instantly crushed. Unfortunately, Peter, your body is not much harder than the planet itself beneath your feet."

St. Peter was stunned upon hearing this—! Huh?

Chapter Seventeen Rastin: Three Strangers Who Don't Look Like 'Ordinary People'

Saint Peter swallowed hard, a feeling of fear he hadn't experienced since ascending from mortal to sainthood.

To be matched, no—to be crushed directly by a body mass density capable of easily crushing a planet?