Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

It's surprisingly simple and crude?

Being crushed like an ant, easily killed—there is no incredible, grand, bug-like concept involved; it is neither an omnipotent authority nor an omnipotent paradox.

It's pure, unadulterated numerical beauty!! Such brutal aesthetics!

So powerful it's suffocating...

Even in a fairy tale world, even in a world full of heroes with amazing stats, the thought of crushing someone with just a finger, especially a disciple at the stellar level, is still too beautiful to contemplate!

St. Peter suddenly became withdrawn...

It fell silent immediately.

Although Peter always appeared taciturn, decisive, wise, and ruthless in front of his brother Rastin, he was actually quite talkative during his mortal days.

In the biblical story of St. Peter's encounter with God, he initially played the role of a poor man, much like his brother Rastin, who was somewhat cunning and sly, neither a great philanthropist nor a particularly bad one.

This may explain why St. Peter was able to tolerate Rastin repeatedly; perhaps he saw a reflection of his past self in him.

However, he wasn't as bold as Rastin, who dared to secretly carry out his half-baked divine arts when there was no powerful figure protecting him.

And when Saint Peter faces his colleague, Teacher Joe, whose temperament is more like a saint and whose inner self is perfect and consistent with his appearance, this is a beautified heroic spirit of the Moon World that is not like a hero that could be born in the real world, and when he faces Night, whose status is obviously above his own, this Demon King.

St. Peter seemed to have returned to the time of Peter as a mortal.

Unfortunately, before his talkative nature could recover, he was forcibly interrupted by the brutal 'reality'!

The group then proceeded quietly until they finally encountered the fairy tale protagonist whom Saint Peter truly needed to guide during his descent to the mortal realm.

This time, the main character of the fairy tale is the veteran Rastin.

Although they were still some distance apart, and Rastin's eyesight wasn't good enough to see Night and the others clearly, Night and his group could already see Rastin clearly.

And so—Saint Peter: “!! Let us make him our first target in this trial!”

St. George glanced at Rastin and nodded in agreement.

It is worth mentioning that Saint Peter's strength is clearly far greater than that of the Saint-type Heroic Spirits in the Moon World.

But the strength of one's spiritual radiance has nothing to do with one's physical power.

How much power they can display after their death, that is, how much effort their Spirit Origin contributes, is entirely up to Yoru.

At this time, after St. Peter's descent, his spirit body also possessed the full power he had in life. And to be fair, the spirit foundation level of St. Peter after he appeared to Teacher Jo was also raised to the level of a Dyson sphere.

It was Gudako, who was about to face a Lostbelt next door, who found out and cried, begging Yoru to send her one, enough to carry her through several Lostbelts in one fell swoop.

Even Chaos, the final boss of the Greek Lostbelt, is only of the same level.

When he appeared in this universe, Teacher Qiao felt that he was incredibly strong, and even suspected that he could go back to his original world and fight with the main gods of the various pantheons.

St. George didn't dare to think too much about it—he simply praised in his heart, "Truly the power of His Majesty (the Lord)!"

The Lord is omnipotent, which is equivalent to His Majesty being omnipotent!

It's quite normal for someone to suddenly become so powerful that they might have the illusion that they could kill an ordinary god with a single punch.

There's no need to worry about being outmatched by Saint Peter in terms of sheer strength; in other respects, even for the glory of the Lord, Saint George will absolutely not admit defeat!

St. George's gaze suddenly sharpened as he looked toward Rastin in the distance.

Just then, Rastin, who had been cursing and swearing on the path, suddenly sneezed, feeling a chill run down his spine as if he were being watched by some ferocious beast.

"Damn it!!! That damned empire, ever since it was disbanded, you, Rastin, have had no luck at all—!" After walking for so long, we still can't find a place to rest. We really can't stay in this wretched forest for another second.

These four gold coins are probably not enough to cover the fare home. Is he about to begin a life of begging on the streets?

Even so, Rastin's attitude was relatively optimistic. He was a hedonist and would never bring the pressure of the future into each day.

If I can't survive tomorrow, I'll worry about that tomorrow! I still have money in my pocket, so I'll spend it however I want!

After fighting for so long, can't we just relax a bit—have an ice-cold beer and then order a girl to have some fun?

Hmm, one beer costs one gold coin, and the remaining money doesn't even seem enough to order the cheapest pheasant. Thinking about this, even the most optimistic Rastin felt like cursing.

Suddenly—he stopped abruptly, looking at the three strangers who appeared at the end of the road and were walking towards him from the opposite direction.

It was nighttime, and Saint George, having adapted to local customs, changed into the clothes of an ordinary person in this world. The two looked no different from any other traveler. Saint Peter, upon discovering Rastin, instinctively transformed himself back into a beggar.

However, it is worth praising that this time St. Peter knew to make himself look dirty, with more holes and rougher skin, so he no longer looked fair.

These things naturally required guidance from the night.

Having witnessed much, Saint Peter always mystified the night. Furthermore, during this short stretch of road, Saint George and Saint Peter discussed the existence of the night as a god.

Influenced by a biblical system whose inhabitants have been completely assimilated, Saint Peter, showing signs of gradual assimilation, remarked: 'Truly a god from another world; even his portrayal of a beggar surpasses Christ's professionalism.'

Night: Take a break!

This level of professionalism is something he absolutely doesn't want!

Meanwhile—on the other side—Rastine began to pay attention to three suspicious strangers who looked unusual at first glance.

He's a veteran after all!

Even in the most ordinary attire, the unique temperament and appearance of Saint George and Saint Peter could not be concealed. Even Saint Peter, who currently has the worst appearance, has a pair of eyes as majestic and unpredictable as the sun.

The three men's gazes were like straight, sharp swords that could see right through people's hearts.

This gaze, like the scorching sun scrutinizing his heart, made Rastin feel apprehensive—hey, look what I (Brother Rastin) have discovered.

Which country's prince was traveling with his knights in disguise?

In short—with an aura more majestic and dazzling than the greatest figures he had ever met, these three were absolutely unimaginably noble beings!

Chapter 18: Which is more authentic: the humanity revealed through trials or the humanity displayed naturally?

Even if it's not a prince traveling, it's definitely some important figures.

The first thing that comes to mind is the prince, or Ye Na, whose extraordinary face, even with its disguise, still gives Rastin an overwhelming visual impact.

That was a face that could be described as bewitching even in mythology, a face that even devout saints could not resist and that made them steadfast in their faith.

Moreover—I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but Brother Rastin doesn’t dare to look at it for too long. He always feels that staring at that face for too long makes him feel insignificant.

This stalemate continued until St. Peter broke it: "Young soldier, have pity on this beggar!"

Although he had already been rebuffed by Night and realized how frustrating this tactic was, Saint Peter, who still couldn't think of any better methods for the time being, subconsciously resorted to his usual tricks!

When St. Peter spoke, he asked the soldiers for a quarter of their rations and a few coins, as always.

Perhaps it was the unfriendly attitude of the night before that made Saint Peter feel ashamed—this time he added at the end that he could exchange rations and money for helping the soldiers with their work.

Rastin paused slightly, then suddenly broke into an incredibly enthusiastic smile: "Hey, poor beggar! Although all I have left are some dry rations and four gold coins, I'm still willing to share a quarter of my possessions with you! Poor thing, just take it... I don't need your help. Look at your emaciated body, I don't need your help. God above, you're far too weak! Clearly, you need these things more than I do..."

As he spoke, Rastin generously took out some dry rations and gold coins from his backpack and placed them in St. Peter's hands.

St. Peter's expression remained unchanged, but he was inwardly relieved.

Looks like things got off to a great start!

However, Ye noticed the change in Rastin's attitude towards them, clearly indicating that he had sensed something.

St. Peter: "How is he, my friends? He is a kind man."

St. Peter gave his approval—but Teacher Qiao did not nod in response, and Ye remained indifferent, showing no emotion whatsoever.

St. Peter has already made his choice.

St. George: "Don't we need to look at it any longer?"

St. Peter: "Then let's take a look some more."

Even though Saint Peter had sensed that Rastin was his target for training, and since he was a target for training, he should be on the side of good, Saint Peter did not dare to be careless because it concerned a bet with God, and decided to continue to try Rastin.

While the group was talking, Rastin seemed to be isolated from them, unable to see their conversation at all.

So the three of them ignored Rastin and left, until they completely disappeared down the path.

Brother Rastin suddenly realized—? ??

"Where are they? Those three people are already gone?" Old Rastin felt a huge sense of loss.

No, the girl took my gold coins and food and left?

According to the stories circulating on this continent, powerful figures, even gods, disguise themselves as beggars, old people, or children to test others. When someone receives help, they are rewarded handsomely.

Could he have guessed wrong?!

Even so, Brother Rastin still dared not utter a word, perhaps the test was still ongoing?

It wouldn't be good if my true feelings were spoken out at this time and overheard.

So, with a bit of cleverness and a touch of wit, the frustrated Rastin continued walking forward.

Not long after, he saw another beggar on the road.

Unlike the previous beggar, he had a different face and appearance, but what he had in common was his equally bright eyes.

Immediately, Brother Rastin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

Sure enough—when he pretended to pass by the beggar—the beggar asked him again if he could have pity on him.

So Rastin handed over a quarter of his rations and gold coins.

The beggar still didn't respond and simply ran away...

After walking for a while, the same thing was repeated.

By this time—after the beggar left—Rastin was left with only a gold coin and his last portion of dry rations.

At this point, he began to question the meaning of life! After all, unlike in the original story, Rastin initially encountered three people, but later only encountered one.

Perhaps those beggars with bright eyes are just different kinds of beggars?

Didn't he take all his remaining food and gold coins to give to others, only to starve to death himself?

Meanwhile—in the forest.

St. Peter: "I've decided to test him one last time. If he's still willing to give me his last provisions and coins, then he's the kind-hearted man I'm looking for."

Neither Night nor St. George gave a definite answer...

But even St. George seemed hesitant to speak, let alone at night...

Is this how Saint Peter judges whether a person is truly good?

Isn't this a bit too hasty...?