Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

They let them go!

That's great! The "angel" wasn't lying!

While gaining power is good, transforming into such an ugly form and merging with that monster is still hard to accept. Anyway, the world will be at peace after this, so let's leave the power to others!

But the next moment, a familiar scream rang out, leaving the man's face frozen in shock.

That was the voice of his elderly father.

As it stiffly, like a machine, slowly turned its head, it witnessed a horrific and inhuman scene.

The next lucky one chosen by the sea monster was none other than its own father.

At this moment, his father was completely wrapped up, and only half of his head and feet were left outside.

Those eyes, which had been staring in disbelief, terror, despair, and anger as if they had died with their eyes wide open, suddenly burst open with a "splat!" as they were completely enveloped and compressed by the sea demon, scattering across the ground!

Gilles de Rais had already sensed through magical means that among those present, there was someone with a blood connection to the Warriors from earlier.

Skilled at manipulating people's hearts, he immediately devised such a wonderful scheme.

This must be seen as an utterly heretical practice by his fellow countrymen who arrived at the same time as him.

Fortunately, this time a large number of people were mobilized, but after being distributed around the world, even the two most powerful Heroic Spirits were hundreds of thousands of miles apart, so no one would stop him.

evil methods?

No, no, no, this is a judgment on heretics who claim to believe in God but do not truly believe in God, who constantly profess to love God but show no piety whatsoever!

Just thinking about how this world has become a place where faith is both vast and barren, like a mere illusion, a fabricated mirage, makes him grieve and weep!

"No, no...that's not how it is."

"Not what? What, do you know the next lucky one to be chosen? There's no need to be afraid; he's just gone ahead of us to serve God."

Gilles de Rais offered this heartfelt comfort.

But such comfort is more terrifying and more stimulating than the devil's whispers.

No! He didn't know, he didn't know that after choosing to give up, the next person chosen to replace him would be...

He had no idea it would turn out like this! He's devastated!

Looking back to that moment not long ago... the moment he was spared, he was still grateful that someone could bear that suffering for him, but he never considered that his decisive decision would push his family into hell!

"Ahhh, ahhhhhhh~!"

The immense fear of Gilles de Rais made the man cover his face and weep, unable to utter a single question or roar. Yet, seeing the gruesome deaths of his few remaining loved ones before his very eyes in this apocalypse, his final expression seemed to be one of resentment—why did he give up!

You demanded the power yourself, yet you gave it up—and now you want your own father to bear the pain of death in your place.

It's all because of you! You unfilial son, you rebellious child!

You actually sacrificed your own fathers one by one to become food for the monsters!

It was as if one could imagine the old man who died from such a painful act of being devoured, and the venomous look his spirit would give him in the afterlife—a sight that would drive anyone mad.

Bang! More blood began to squeeze out with the sea monster's chewing-like shaking, and the red and white things exploded instantly.

Fragments of internal organs, whether it was the small intestine, the large intestine, or simply excrement—it didn't matter whether you recognized them or not—suddenly splattered onto the people around them, and the splattering spread far and wide, even reaching the mouth of this unfilial son.

Ugh!!

"Devil! Devil!"

Finally, someone couldn't hold back and broke down screaming.

This can't possibly be an angel! Sending someone to God's side?!

Are you kidding me?!

That person, that old man, he was completely eaten, wasn't he?!

How terrifying, how utterly depraved!

Such manipulative tactics—it's devilish! Devilish! It's devilish! People were finally driven mad with fear.

However, when faced with people who had begun to sense something was wrong and started to flee, and a crowd that no longer believed in themselves and was deeply terrified and fearful, they were in a state of panic.

This level of despair is not enough! It's too low, too low in purity!

Gilles de Rais—he has now reformed.

The Marshal loved children so much, and Joan of Arc also loved children very much. After reforming, he would no longer persecute innocent children. Gilles de Rais no longer needed to betray the gods, but chose to obey them. Facing these humans who inflicted the deepest malice on children, the pain in his chest was about to turn into a deeper anger and malice that would ignite all the people here.

Are you already feeling hopeless?!

"Devil? No, no, no, this is sacred martyrdom! Didn't you see it? That moving scene!! Even God would be moved to tears. It's so beautiful—the spirit of turning away from God in one's heart, yet still driving the body to believe in God, received a response—and was then chased by endless tentacles, struggling and relentlessly entangling and pouring in, until it completely entered every hole in his body, stirring—and then merging into one!"

"It is not killing, but a sacred dedication. In such a sacred, artistic dedication, one experiences pain, yet cannot refuse—this is the path that all martyrs dream of, the path from which there is no retreat!"

Gilles de Rais was incredibly excited!

Crazy!!!

At this moment, everyone present felt fear. They finally realized that Gilles de Rais was not simply an evil person, but someone who was already "abnormal" mentally!

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Chapter 109 Dr. Ayn Rand, one of the Four Sages: I have a bold idea!

That is nothing short of a heretical and evil sect that takes pleasure in sadism and fear, destroys human ethics, manipulates people's hearts, and even takes it as a belief and a glory!

Perhaps, in Gilles de Rais's eyes, what just happened was truly a noble sacrifice for his faith.

But that's something that normal people can't accept; it would cause them physical and psychological fear and nausea, and shatter their worldview.

He's a madman! A complete and utter madman!

How could they possibly attempt to communicate with a madman, and even believe he was a messenger of God?

The fact that they didn't flee the moment they sensed the eerie atmosphere and saw the terrifying face upon its arrival was probably the most foolish thing they ever did!

Run! Run! Run!

Waaah, no, no, no!

A man more terrifying than Gastrea—why would such a monster among monsters fall from the sky?!

God, have you already forsaken us all?!

If Gillespie were to understand what these people were thinking at that moment, she would surely tell them, no—this is proof that God loves you and watches over you! If you ask for proof—

"Do other worlds' humans receive such special attention from God, even having heroic spirits sent down upon them? Isn't this proof that God truly loves you?"

Then a massacre began in the entire square.

After the sea monster that initially devoured the old man seemed satisfied, it began to split into new sea monsters, which then began to actively prey on other beings in the surrounding area.

The scene quickly descended into chaos.

Those who were initially spared by Gilles de Rais were already terrified, and unbeknownst to them, the first sea monster began to approach them.

The man whose legs had already gone weak and who could no longer stand when he saw the sea monster splitting and beginning to hunt down humans now cried out in fear, "Why...why didn't you spare me?"

Gillespie smiled and offered her answer: "Actually, in the constant torment of the heart, fear gradually cools down, leaving only despair in the end. Because humans... are creatures whose emotions gradually die out in the face of constant fear. True terror is not static and unchanging, but dynamic and ever-changing."

As he spoke, Gilles de Rais's expression became increasingly fervent.

"I didn't give any unnecessary orders. You seem to understand the fear that shifted from hope to despair. There's only one reason that drove that sea monster to be so obsessed with you—you should understand, right? That's the true aesthetics of death!"

As he spoke, the marshal opened his arms, making a gesture as if embracing the sky, and his withered hands, which were holding the human skin book, were waving wildly!

Suddenly—perhaps it was psychological, but then I thought of the old man's angry and incredulous gaze at the end.

"You hate me that much?! Damn it, I'm your child!"

In extreme fear, the man's expression turned ferocious, and he shouted fiercely while tears streamed down his face.

"You old bastard—!!! That damned old bastard, ahhh! I'll haunt you even as a ghost... No, get away!! Don't eat my feet!! Ahhh! I was wrong—Dad..."

Whoosh! Plop! Then came a swallowing and chewing sound as countless octopus-like tentacles completely enveloped the humanoid figure.

If Gillesdereth remembers correctly, this is the person who first expressed his desire to sacrifice all the cursed children who protect humanity in exchange for the disappearance of Gastrea in the prayers he heard.

How rude!

The truly merciful and great Lord is not the kind of god who needs living sacrifices; only evil gods would require humans to offer up the souls of children.

At this very moment—

In this hellish scene filled with bloodshed and monster-hunting, an untimely male voice rang out.

There was none of the fear that ordinary people felt; instead, they seemed incredibly enthusiastic and curious about the scene Gilles de Rais had created.

"So it's you? The one controlling these unique Gastrea... You're the type I've never seen before."

Dr. Ayn Rand Jane looked at Gilles de Rais and the Gastrea, whose forms she had never seen before, with the same gaze she had taken as if examining some rare material.

As one of the Four Sages, at the very beginning of this world catastrophe, before the use of the Cursed Children as a fighting force to resist Gastrea was established, he gathered the four most powerful minds in the world and began to study a way to deal with Gastrea—the New Human Creation Project.

That is, human beings are mechanically modified! Flesh and blood are weak, while machines ascend! Use a semi-mechanical human army to deal with Gastrea.

Although the plan was abruptly halted halfway through due to the appearance of the cursed child, it was not entirely fruitless.

In the original work, the protagonist Rentaro had his arm, thigh, and one eye eaten by Gastrea when he was young, making him the best material for the New Human creation project. He was then given a mechanical arm, mechanical leg, and prosthetic eye, which provided a reasonable explanation for the protagonist's overpowered combat abilities later on.

In addition, the other transformed soldiers were also quietly dispatched to various places. The top-ranked police officers in various regions were almost all products of the transformation by the Four Sages.

The main character corresponds to the masterpiece of the Japanese female doctor, Muroto Mayu, while the initial biggest villain, Hiruko Kagetane, who possesses a repulsive force field, corresponds to the masterpiece of the German Count Grunawat.

Dr. Ayn Rand, who represents the US branch of NEXT, naturally has his own research achievements.

After returning to the United States, he shifted his focus from modified humans to the initiators of modification—the cursed children.

Tina Sprantt, who is extremely popular in the original work, is an Owl Factor Initiator who has been modified. She has a chip implanted in her brain to control the small reconnaissance aircraft "Senfeld". This allows her to be a perfect shot in long-range sniping without having to cooperate with partners like other Initiators. She single-handedly boosted her IP ranking to 98th, earning her the nickname "Black Wind".

It's already impressive that she can break into the world's top 100 on her own. If she can be paired with a powerful mentor, her ranking will certainly not stop there.

Now, Dr. Ayn Rand has several top-ranked Initiator assassins under his command to earn money for his continued research.

Ayn Rand, who happened to be in the vicinity, was drawn to the white light that fell from the sky, driven by his inquisitive nature as a mad scientist.

Surrounded by extremely prestigious and prominent Initiators for constant protection, he was not afraid of the bloody scene before him. In fact, he immediately had the idea of ​​capturing Gilles de Rais and these strange Gastrea [Sea Monsters] for research. At this moment, he was completely unaware of the danger posed by the humanoid individuals before him.