Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Because of his own low strength, even if he worked well with his partner, it was difficult to improve his ranking. So he simply used the Initiator as cannon fodder to get commissions for himself, not caring about the Initiator's life at all. He forced his companions to use their abilities to improve his ranking. In the end, in order to enable the Initiator to exert stronger power, he never injected the medicine to inhibit the spread of the virus.

This scumbag—!!

If it weren't for the need to survive, and if it weren't for the fear of being permanently wanted by the country for killing the other person, she would have already killed him!

Then the blood-soaked little girl walked towards Artemis's body. The police officers in the middle were so shocked that not one of them dared to say a word to stop her.

No—now they finally feel a sense of crisis, realizing that after that little girl's resistance, the Initiators around them seem to be starting to stir as well.

Damn it—!

The sense of crisis suddenly surged. The promoters, whose own lives were in danger, suddenly had no desire to meddle in other people's business.

Meanwhile, the little girl who had just killed her facilitator approached the Artemis sub-body with trepidation: "I...can I also board the starship?"

After taking advantage of the alien invasion to kill people, the little girl was now quite insecure, and even lowered her head considerably.

Does a betrayer like her, a child whose hands are stained with human blood, still deserve the title of "child beloved by God" that the other party just mentioned?

She had always believed that the cursed children were children abandoned by God, children of misfortune. This was the first time someone had told them that they were not symbols of disaster, but rather God's beloved children.

This honor, which even truly healthy children cannot enjoy, fell upon her head—in that instant, all the grievances in her heart seemed to want to be poured out. In a moment of impulse—she rushed over without regard for anything else, but now she was afraid that she was no longer pure and no longer loved by God.

If the answer is no, she would now shoot herself in the temple without hesitation and end her life.

I can't even imagine how dark and unbearable that desperate world must have been. I can't take it anymore. All I want to do now is run into that warm embrace and cry my heart out, telling Him all my grievances, "Am I also Your beloved child?"

Why, why didn't it come sooner?

But she was actually very happy and excited. She had longed for and fantasized about this miraculous scene from her dreams many times. She wouldn't really complain. She just had the same urgent desire as every child who had been wronged outside who had finally found their way home and rushed into their parents' arms for comfort.

"Of course—the gates of paradise have been opened for you. All the cursed children will eventually be redeemed."

Suddenly—a burst of uncontrollable wailing erupted!

at the same time--

The moment they saw the little girl being accepted, other Initiators suddenly acted without hesitation, turning their knives on the facilitators around them.

The normally obedient and utterly timid children suddenly rioted, sending chills down the spines of the police officers who were used to being high and mighty and thought they could suppress the kids: ??!!!!

Help!

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Chapter 140 Every time was a desperate gamble, driven by desire.

It exploded! Something terrifying happened to the police officers.

What was once considered a useful tool that would never resist turned out to be not without feelings; the negative emotions that had accumulated over time were finally being released.

Humanity will pay a terrible price for the evil it has sown with its own hands.

Now—the 'tools' have freed themselves from the false identities imposed upon them by humans, and have once again mustered the courage to embrace happiness and a world that can truly accept them.

Love is difficult, and opening one's heart is fraught with danger. Others may be your hell, a place where scars of the heart form armor, defensive gazes forge swords, labyrinths of language create mazes, and laughter conceals traps. Behind all that, of course, a lonely heart still trembles, and an unquenchable thirst for communication remains.

"Are you still going? Unwilling to give in? Then be careful, gamble with your life—others are your paradise, and you might even have to suffer to fulfill your lifelong dream."

For the cursed child, every attempt to learn to love and be loved is a desperate gamble.

They turned their lives into bullets loaded into gun barrels, sacrificing everything to seek love and to be loved. They craved this kind of thing and were determined to do so.

Like moths drawn to a flame?

Then let them be like moths to a flame—! Even if it's just a fleeting fantasy, even if it's a beautiful lie, they want to see what paradise looks like. In terms of sheer desire, they are indeed the kind of people the night cherishes; each of them possesses the potential to become a god.

This unwavering devotion is worthy of the name of a child beloved by God!

As more and more children boarded the starship and flew to the distant silver space, heading towards the unknown—the world the goddess called Paradise.

Many police officers who truly cared for the cursed children chose to let go. If it really was a happy world, if it was truly for the sake of those children's happiness, why did they continue to cling to it so stubbornly?

Under the semi-coercive attitude of the goddess army, more and more police officers cooperated in bringing over the initiators, while those who did not cooperate...

When they saw more and more Initiators starting to riot along the way, and even when they saw some Initiators being prevented from leaving, they would help their fellow Initiators to break free. The Promoters immediately dared not resist.

Even a professionally trained facilitator's body is still human and far from being able to handle so many rioting little girls at the same time.

The cursed children in a state of rebellion will not listen to advice. If they do not resist, they will suffer less. As for those who resist? Those who resist are idiots who cannot see the situation and have already fallen silent.

For example, right now—

Boom! Several Emiya figures are blocking the army of new police officers organized by politicians.

The army of heroes moved directly among the tanks and attack helicopters, taking the fierce firepower for granted.

Even high in the sky, starships continued to provide fire support.

The beams of light striking down from outside the atmosphere were like space-based weapons; wherever they were pointed, vast areas of buildings were completely obliterated, wiped off the map with the slightest touch, like bubbles.

With almost all the cursed children having already moved away, they are fighting with increasing abandon.

Rumble~!!!

The continuous high-energy rays ripped through the sky, reducing all the enemies, along with their makeshift military fortifications, to molecular form.

Sima Weizhi: "I'm not playing anymore.............................. What's the point of continuing?! I surrender, I surrender!!"

She's so stupid! She actually chose to take over the defense of the Tokyo area at a time like this. Is there any chance of fighting? Absolutely not!

Are those aliens monsters?

She even witnessed one of Artemis's offspring lift a tank with one hand and swing a hammer. 8881

In just two minutes, the entire Tokyo Self-Defense Force was routed, along with the Sima family's elite troops, leaving no survivors. If it were only the Tokyo area, she could simply order her family to flee. But the images from the private satellite were too horrific, causing Sima Weizhi to completely abandon any thought of resistance. The entire world was experiencing the same thing at that moment.

Countries like England and France have already been conquered by an undead army that resembles the demons of the German Empire from the last century.

The indestructible German soldiers—who called themselves the last battalion—shouted "Long live victory!" and "To die for God!" and jumped off the Kirov airship one after another, each with explosives strapped to their bodies, turning the British and French regions into a sea of ​​limbs and fire.

Compared to the bloody, hellish scenes over there, the Tokyo area, cleared away by lasers, possessed a kind of ethereal beauty, as if nothing had ever existed before.

But isn't that even more alarming?

The whole world is gripped by fear and is falling into chaos; this is an invasion by mythology and extraterrestrial civilization.

Needless to say, the Pacific Ocean has now been completely turned into a chaotic tide, with countless Lahems landing on the shore. Along the way, whether it is Gastrea or any life in the survivor zone, all of them have become targets of the Lahems' attacks.

It was this final, devastating monster that completely extinguished Sima Weizhi's last shred of resistance.

Even the powerful fourth and even fifth stages of the Zodiac were devoured alive by hordes of Lahm.

The scene from the satellite was truly terrifying.

Sima Weizhi didn't know what it was, but he was certain that it was still being produced continuously.

It's almost as if the creator goddess is constantly polluting everything and giving birth to monsters.

That's definitely not someone you can strike up a conversation with.

The image of a certain Rahm emitting a creepy laugh, captured by satellite on the screen she had seen before, flashed through her mind. Compared to that, the army of clones of the goddess Artemis that the Tokyo area was about to face was simply too fortunate.

Just then, Sima Weizhi received a phone call.

"What did you say?! You're crazy, that guy is a complete idiot—ignore him, pass on my orders to sever all ties with Rentaro Satomi. Let him do whatever he wants, as long as he doesn't drag us down with him."

Just now, Sima Miori's subordinate told her that Satomi Rentaro had woken up and the surgery was a success—this time he had successfully become a girl, and even his severed limbs had been replaced with prosthetics.

After learning about the current situation in Tokyo from his subordinates, Rentaro Satomi actually decided to stop the "god's" reckless behavior.

.....

Should we blame her for not showing Rentaro Satomi how fierce the alien army's firepower was, or for not showing him the terrifying, dreadful behemoth in the Pacific Ocean?

That idiot had no idea how vast the disparity was between the two sides.

Those who have never personally experienced the firepower of a space civilization cannot comprehend how terrifying those aliens are.

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Chapter 141 Forcing the Holy Emperor to Kneel and Submit, Tian Tong Family: She Should Commit Seppuku

of.

Does this man, so blind to the situation, really think he can overcome this crisis by relying solely on those hypocritical politicians?

He cannot be the savior; no one in this world can be the savior.

It's unbelievable that she could have developed feelings for a man like that before; it seems she really made a mistake in her judgment.

While Tokyo was in chaos, with a constant stream of requests for help pouring into the White Palace and communications with high-ranking politicians asking what to do next, the Holy Emperor remained alone in his room, staring blankly out the window at the massive Artemis, lost in thought.

How did things turn out this way?

Everyone was seeking help, but she was powerless to do anything about the situation.

Some ministers have even suggested that she, the Holy Emperor and the ruler of the Tokyo area, should kneel down and beg for mercy, submitting to the aliens in exchange for their forgiveness.

Being forced to kneel and submit to a force far stronger than oneself... that's nothing special.

It might be a great humiliation for other rulers, but if she could gain peace by suffering a little humiliation, the Holy Emperor was willing to bow his head.

But............

This calamity was probably caused in the first place because people were unwilling to let the cursed children leave.

The Holy Emperor felt somewhat aggrieved.

She originally wanted to peacefully send the children away. Someone was willing to save those children, and Tokyo was powerless to give them happiness. Why must these children be locked up in their area?

Although the partners were not quite what I had initially imagined.

She initially thought it was a communication from another country. Even with her wildest imagination, she could only picture a few planes carrying hundreds of doctors and police officers to Tokyo to provide humanitarian aid to the cursed child and arrange for their gradual immigration.

If they're lucky, the children in the outer areas should all be taken away. Compared to the Gastrea Law, which I don't even know when it will be passed, it would be great if the Cursed Children could be protected and their treatment improved, and if someone were willing to help those homeless children.

and then?

Then she and the top officials of various countries in this world watched from their respective satellites as the other side simultaneously destroyed the entire world.

That's outrageous!!

Just then, a communication was established again in the white palace.