Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

One hundred people were sacrificed for the sake of ten thousand.

Even if my small world were to burn and be destroyed, for the sake of the boundless world of God.

"As long as God can descend."

"Before my very eyes, you dead men are walking on the road, forming cliques and advancing in battle formations, deviating from the one true law, and attempting to survive through crooked means. We, we, Escalius, and I will absolutely not let you go. You will not tremble, but die like straw. Amen!"

A priest who always roars and sings as he marches forward—such a loyal, capable, and hardworking clergyman—no god could not love him.

What is most admirable is that these people, who call themselves "Judas," the traitors in the Bible who betrayed Jesus' disciples, do not act in a rigid way. As long as they can kill their enemies, whether it is to fight violence with violence or to transform into a greater evil to fight evil.

As an absolute evil, he expressed his approval of this...

If he hadn't ultimately become a monster, losing his human identity and going against Alucard's desire to be killed by humans rather than by even more powerful monsters, he might have truly accomplished the feat of killing this immortal primordial progenitor. After all, when monsters fight each other, only stronger monsters are born. Even Alucard, as a progenitor who still admired and respected the possibilities of humanity and the glory of human heroes, hoped that someone would be fearless and fight their way to him, using a human body to defeat and end this immense 'evil'.

At that time—he will be filled with joy and jubilation from the bottom of his heart, and he will sing praises and admiration for it without reservation.

And apart from those two guys...

There are also those remnants of the great war, who had the same opportunities as Alucard and had encountered such bloodshed, yet in the end they were unwilling to bow down and give up their human identity. Even when their bodies were severely injured and replaced with all their parts, they would not eat this handout or bow down to God.

Besides, the rest, even if they were not as good as Accardo and the priest, all had extremely strong willpower, desire, obsession, or ambition, and were able to carry out this desire deeply for decades!

Such strong will and such promising talents are a dime a dozen.

Chapter Sixty-One: Hellsong Universe: ? Just kidding, I woke up to find myself blown up?

These kinds of people, no matter what world they're placed in, as long as they have potential, can become strong at the fastest speed.

The night is fond of—fond of this world.

Everywhere you look, there is a violent aesthetic and an admirable, powerful soul.

Once he has completely integrated the entire universe into his body, he will no longer need to care about the ulterior motives of these people; they will all become the most useful tools.

Unlike other gods, when Night constructed the concept of the Golden Demon City, it was like an inescapable curse, completely locking down life in its own world, so there was no need to worry about traitors appearing.

Of course, the Night will not force or distort the perceptions of those who voluntarily follow him and are willing to serve him, just as it did with St. Peter.

However, even so, Ye doesn't need these military forces. Most of the time, they are just used to put on a show. He doesn't lack followers. As long as he takes over this universe, then regardless of whether the creatures in this universe believe in him, and regardless of whether he needs to control or modify the cognition and loyalty of those unruly souls, such means can be used, can be ignored, but cannot be absent.

This is also his majesty, the manifestation of absolute power and laws, and the display of his domineering nature.

Just like collecting illustrations in a picture book, the goal is to have a complete collection. (Similar to the comprehensive functionality of a mobile phone.)

……

"Alright, let me see what timeline this universe has evolved to now." Having awakened from the Origin and returned to reality, Ye stood atop the nascent Void Throne, forged from a modified portion of the Origin Vortex. A slight smile played on his lips as he gazed calmly at the distant starry sky. The next moment, a thought arose within him—a terrifying cosmic truth swept outwards from the Moon World!

The parallel universes that were touched by this universal truth and passed by along the way all emitted instinctive fear and cries of agony, as if the universe itself had unconsciously acquired intelligence and consciousness at this moment.

And those cosmic beings among them trembled with utter terror.

Heroic spirits, Dead Apostles, Clock Tower, Wizards—all felt an immense sense of dread that swept across the entire world in an instant.

Even the crowned ones in the Hall of Heroes, the god-kings and enlightened beings of the various pantheons, all opened their eyes.

'here we go again--'

That familiar, terrifying feeling... what is that king planning to do?

In reality, that perception wasn't wrong, but it wasn't limited to the entire world; to be precise, it wasn't just the planet beneath their feet that could sense it, but the entire universe.

Incidentally, Gaia and Alaya, who were originally blocking the door to watch the night be assimilated by the Root, but realized that the world was being invaded by the outflow and they were powerless to do anything about it, tried to dodge away from the moment the light burst out, but failed.

The will of the laws that descended from the sky seemed to lock onto them, fixing their forms in place before they were instantly shattered.

This time, the repair failed, and the two spirits were forcibly humanized and landed. Then, the two earliest manifestations of the suppressive force that had already been assimilated and submitted to the night descended.

Alaya: "The original bodies have knelt down."

Gaia: "No—now it seems we've become our true forms, so—they are the 'avatars'?"

The little girl in blue, who was Gaia's incarnation, was so excited that she seemed to be writhing into a maggot.

Yay!

As expected, following the right master ensures success; I've been promoted to a full-fledged master so quickly. Has my master already completely mastered the entire universe?

Their positions have just been altered; they are now their true forms in this space.

The little girl in red, Alaya, couldn't help but curl her lips into an uncontrollable smile: "One for each of us. Let's train them first, or just swallow them if they don't listen."

He uttered extremely dangerous words, showing no mercy even when facing the original Alaya consciousness that had manifested and looked exactly like him.

Beneath her expressionless, delicate face lay a brief glimpse of her wicked nature, like that of a little devil.

Gaia: "Okay!!"

...Buzz, the majestic light continued to advance at full speed.

Then—the terrifying radiance didn't expend much effort to completely break out of the Moon World multiverse and continue its rampage towards the nearest Hellsong universe.

The 'Wall of Sighs' (worldview), which even super-gods and multiverse-level creators cannot cross, is completely impassable for this radiant light.

This special region of the starry sea, which was unrecognizable to life in those worlds, was locked onto by the radiant light like a radar lock, without the slightest deviation or influence, and ultimately bombarded the surface of the Hellsong universe directly.

Boom~! ! !

Although it was just a constructed channel—it appeared to be light, but in reality, this radiant light, which had already exceeded the speed of light by many times, only landed on the surface of that universe, yet it almost shattered the universe of Hellsong.

In this universe where even the restraining force cannot be generated, the world's instinctive consciousness, which was forcibly awakened, only felt immense fear from the bottom of its heart.

Hellsong Universe: ? ? ?

Who the hell did I offend? Are you kidding me?

I almost exploded when I woke up.

The mere act of forcibly building a bridge to enter the world nearly led to its destruction. Unlike the Moon World, which at least has a systematic origin and restraining force that can effectively repel the Night from the outside, the Moon World is different.

Hellsong couldn't even build a decent firewall before being easily hacked by the Night's true form.

When I entered this universe that night, what I saw was a world-ending scene formed by the insignificant shockwave, less than a millimeter in size, caused by the divine power dissipating during my entry.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions—!!!

One side of the planet was instantly dyed silver, and a blizzard of salt, defying all common sense, fell from the sky.

On the other side was a shattered sky, with countless floods pouring down from the heavens.

The flood came from the sky?!

This horrifying scene unfolded across half of the planet.

If we step outside of planets and look at it from a different perspective, we will find that it is not just happening on planets, but actually happening throughout the entire universe.

It's just that Earth, the origin of the core world line of this universe, serves as the dividing line.

Clearly, that wisp of divine power that dissipated was related to the personhood of God.

The drama unfolding around the world is akin to the concepts of the Great Flood of Napishtim and the Punishment of Salt.

'So weak—' He couldn't help but sigh at the fragility of this world. The next moment, Ye restrained himself, sealing away most of his divine power and withdrawing the scattered laws.

The 'miracles' in the sky and on the earth have finally subsided, at least to the point where they won't 'destroy the world,' but can only be considered relatively fierce natural disasters.

Just like during the Type-Moon era, now Ye can break free of her constraints at any time if she wants.

However, he came to leave this universe, not to destroy it. Destroying a universe is simple; there's no need to come in. Of course, leaving is also simple. For Night, leaving Hell's Song alone is much simpler than leaving the Moon World universe in the multiverse.

It's completely beginner level.

Chapter Sixty-Two: The corpses need not speak; now it is time for God to speak.

Rumble~!!!

To the night, it is but a tiny wisp of divine power, but to the universe, it is a tremendous calamity.

The planet is wailing.

Right now—London, England.

The timeline returns to the final battle, when the remnants of the Third Reich, led by that terrible warmonger—the Major—visit Britain.

German soldiers, transformed by ghouls, are preparing to descend from the sky via Kirov airships.

The chariots surge forward, the undead army poised to unleash a song of fire and hell beneath the towering spires that England so proudly stands amidst the bustling city.

"Top speed, fly, fly!"

Accelerate until the engine burns out!

The soldiers were letting out ferocious, frenzied, and excited roars.

They kept urging more and more, faster and faster—rushing forward, rushing forward, rushing forward!

Towards that unforgettable clamor and war—!

Open the dam, open the dam of the turbid current of war.

The primary objective is all of London, including the west bank of the Thames, the Houses of Parliament, Big Ben, the Prime Minister's official residence, the Defence Headquarters, Buckingham Palace, the Scottish Headquarters, Westminster Abbey, Piccadilly Circus, and S.

OHO district, downtown, Southwark, all of them—

That's right, the so-called goal is everything, all the visible prosperity, civilization and cities, burn them all down.

The central government building, St. Paul's Cathedral, and even the Cabinet's war room—without a doubt, blow them all up, blow them all up.

Burn away all the unpleasantness and past failures.

Like a song, it swallows up everything in sight, from towering buildings to world-famous libraries, from London Bridge to everything else.

Eat and drink to your heart's content!

Without any restraint of their beastly nature, and with no intention of turning back from the beginning, they came with the sole purpose of bringing absolute violence, turning London, a city of eight million people, into ruins and dinner.

Thankfully, this isn't the Moon World next door. Otherwise, the Clock Tower, which prides itself on being the center of the magic world, would probably be furious at the arrival of these former losers in the wars of human history and these madmen.

At this moment, the soldiers are preparing to experience the impending moment of slaughter and being slaughtered, death and being killed.

Boom!

When the iconic Tower of London was destroyed by missiles, countless towering flames rose across the land, and all the pre-planted bombs were detonated, creating a long wall of fire thousands of meters high that stretched as far as the eye could see, engulfing the city in calamity in an instant.

Looking down from the sky, it resembled a burning hell; the earth and the city suddenly began to burn.