I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

"whispering sound!"

Du Wei's gaze narrowed slightly.

The sword of judgment in his hand was sharp and precise, a stark contrast to Reinhardt's ability to cut through everything with a sharp weapon.

The movements were slow, and there were no flaws in the transition from stillness to motion.

From an observer's perspective, he stopped, but in reality, his body movements were not visible.

The ever-changing battlefield has now shifted to the sea.

The land had long been destroyed by the aftershocks of the battle.

This is not even at the level of the two using their full strength; right now, it's just a clash between their physical bodies and the holy relic.

They weren't even playing seriously.

"Wow, that was fast!"

A sharp slash flying horizontally severed her long, golden hair.

Reinhardt couldn't help but smile.

"Your sword, your will—either one is enough to bewitch me with your dance of the living, while I am the king who leads the dead. Don't you find such opposing sides quite interesting?"

Reinhardt looked as if he were savoring a delicious meal.

His words were full of praise for Du Wei's fighting spirit.

Moreover, it also reveals a sense of friendship.

His encounter with Du Wei in this short period of time gave him a very special feeling.

The question is whether he can defeat Du Wei.

Reinhardt could only say "I don't know" about this.

It was precisely this ambiguous answer that brought him joy; he seemed to have found something that he could not destroy.

No, it hasn't been destroyed yet.

"My tyranny is different from yours. All I want to protect is this pure land! I won't let someone like you interfere!"

"Is it a domineering approach that favors protection?"

Both sides were thrown into the air by the violent explosion.

Three giant dragons of different colors were coiled around Du Wei, exuding a powerful aura that left no room for doubt.

Reinhardt, who also landed smoothly, looked at Duve with great interest.

Millions of dead people gathered at his feet.

"Your domineering nature is at a different extreme from mine. This kind of battle is far from satisfying. You don't want to play like this anymore, do you? You want this battle to be more magnificent and supreme."

The expanding golden vortex grew rapidly.

It was as if a greedy lion or beast was roaring, wanting to devour this entire world.

"Creation?"

Duvet learned of Reinhardt's thoughts.

Gripping the blade tightly, he concentrated his mind, and the light of the Sword of Judgment turned blood-red.

Different kinds of domineering behavior are presented at the same time.

The world was once again transformed as a result, and forbidden chants flowed from their mouths into their ears.

"[In the tomb of its male offspring, there are various people and various locks (Dieser.Mann.wohnte.in.den.Gruften,und.niemand.konnte.ihm.keine.mehr.)]"

Reinhardt drew back the curtain on the chanting.

The magnificent fluctuations in gold prices have completely erupted.

"[All things are without a means of attachment (nicht.sogar.mit.einer.Katte,binden.)]"

"【That being, who shatters chains, breaks shackles, and cries out in madness, the Lord of the Grave (Er.ris.die.Katten.auseinander.und.brach.die.eisen.auf.seinen.Fusen.)】"

The Spear of Destiny is full of divine power.

The inner soul resounded, its spiritual power transforming into destructive force. The raging waves created fissures in the air.

"【In this vast world, all things in nature possess no power to restrain that person (Niemand.war.stark.genug,um.ihn.zu.unterwerfen.)】"

"[Therefore, the gods inquired: Who are you? (Dann.fragte.ihnJesus.Was.ist.Ihr.Name?)]"

"【This is a foolish question. Ignorant and ignorant. Since you do not know, I will answer it here (EsisteinedummeFrage.Ich.antworte.)】"

"【Mein.Name.ist.Legion (DD)】"

Reinhardt's solemn chanting resounded.

Clutching the spear of destiny, he gathers millions of souls, as if playing an opera unique to the dead...

The King of Hell only makes people dance the Dance of the Dead.

The opposite of this domineering force is rapidly unfolding on the other side.

"【Null.um.crimen.majus.est.inobedientia (Ignorance is the ultimate sin)."

"【Ubi.jus.ibi.remedium (Redemption is based on pure rights)."

Du Wei held the sword of judgment before him.

The memories of his last use of Creation are still vivid in his mind, and he will not go berserk again this time.

"【Veritas.nihil.veretur.nisi.abscondi (Fearless of truth, lest it be hidden).】"

"【Nihil.est.tam.populare.quam.bonitas (Nothing else is at the pinnacle of perfect goodness).】"

Like a gently flowing brook.

Suddenly, the spiritual pressure increased to the intensity and size of a violent tsunami.

"【A.fronte.praecipitium.a.tergo.lupi (There is no way forward, and there is only despair behind)】"

"【Semper.vigilans, Hinc.itur.ad.astra (Be vigilant day and night, rush towards dawn) —】"

The two domineering forces that are eroding the world are revealed here.

In an instant, the roar of the surging sea resounded.

"【Briah (Creation) ――】"

They reached a consensus and uttered the final words to end the chant.

His words, devoid of emotion, were brimming with anger.

Passion spread like a venomous snake, eroding the owner of the 1.1 voice.

The presence of non-human beings in this other world has never been so prominent.

"【Gladsheimr. The Fifth Universe of the Crowned Holy Gold (GullinkambifünfteWeltall) --!】"

"【Cogito.ergo.sum (I think, therefore I am) —!】"

The principles of hegemony were formed at the same point in time.

The overwhelming spiritual pressure disrupted the sea, forming a wall that covered the mountains, and a calamity-ridden tsunami surrounded the two that had become abnormal.

The massive tsunami submerged the entire East Outer Sea.

The earth shattered, the sky cracked, and beings beyond human comprehension fought each other.

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The incantation for the Beast Palace is a bit long. If I write about the Beast Palace again later, I will remove the English suffix.

After all, I don't want to be accused of padding the word count (laughing and crying).

The first time you sing it, be a little more solemn; the second time, it won't be so complicated.

Chapter Six: Similarities, But Absolutely Not the Same [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

The spear of destiny and the sword of judgment clashed.

This was a fierce and all-out conflict between the two, so it wouldn't be surprising if he was killed on his first attempt.

The army of the dead, composed of skeletons, harbors a domineering nature.

This is very different from Du Wei.

Du Wei's domineering nature stems from his exclusiveness and self-interest, as long as the world retains the colors he desires and craves.

It can be considered a domineering style that leans towards passivity.

Reinhardt, on the other hand, wanted to love (destroy) everyone in the world, making him the best example of domineering.

They fought each other, each influenced by their own domineering nature.

Reinhardt raised his hand to catch the sword strike.

Before he could catch Du Wei off guard, his mind suddenly went blank, like a snowflake.

What...did I...just...try to do...?