Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

What he touched was that will that could be called the end and the end of all destruction.

That is the realm of the sea of ​​trees above all worlds, beyond infinity multiplied by infinity, which determines the future of the world and civilization.

Sweep away the forms of all things.

The cycle of reincarnation, the eradication of civilization.

That will that tests whether the world is worthy of continued existence.

The metaphysics of being formless and without substance is the most accurate description of that "God".

If one had to name that "god," then it would be based on his accurate description of the "imaginary entity" itself.

He believed that perhaps that final will could be called—

The final cycle of reincarnation.

That was the name he used to refer to that 'imaginary entity' as 'God'.

After countless calculations, he exhausted almost every possibility he could think of in order to overcome that final outcome.

But now he has finally grasped the opportunity to cross the final end.

now.

Exhausting oneself is no longer necessary.

All the scheming and plotting is no longer necessary.

He has grasped the key to transcending the cycle of rebirth, a result and reward he obtained after countless calculations and numerous coincidences.

No... it shouldn't be called a coincidence.

Everything is inevitable.

Pantalone, with his hands raised high, could almost touch the vast sky. The drifting snowflakes fell on his hands and melted into water, taking away the warmth and heat from his hands.

"Yes... there are no accidents, everything is inevitable."

As if he held the entire sky in his hands, the confident man smiled softly.

"The 'imaginary authority' and the 'imaginary power' that I possess, everything seems to be mine, but in this world, anything that seems to require no cost already has a price secretly marked on it."

"Throughout the past, we have benefited from the infinite power granted by the end of the cycle of reincarnation. The power to manipulate the authority of 'imaginary numbers' at will is proof of this contract."

"All of this is unavoidable. The price of gaining power is everything, and it will inevitably lead to an irreversible end."

"He will come eventually, the final reckoning of those who have gained power is coming, and there is no escaping it."

This is an inescapable outcome according to the laws of the world, and Pantalone, who gained power and authority by signing a pact with the cycle of reincarnation after coming into contact with the will of "God", knows this well.

The infinite power that was given from the covenant with "God" in the past.

Those civilizations that made pacts with the cycle of rebirth, without exception, paid the ultimate price by the cycle of rebirth when the pacts came to an end.

"We will eventually cross the end."

This human being so confidently stated this to himself.

It's not so much a wish or aspiration, but more of a statement of fact.

The fool named Pantalone believed this and told himself so.

He will cross that final reckoning and arrive at the final answer that everyone is searching for.

No one can stop him from moving forward. Even if the whole world drags him back, he will surely succeed. No failure can stop the arrival of the answer.

After such a long time, he can finally make a declaration.

He achieved final victory in this battle against 'Heavenly Principle', and now he has touched upon the truth and outcome of the final answer. Having acquired the final power, he is now capable of doing so.

Now, apart from the 'natural law', there is no other force in this world that can influence him; it is the only remaining variable for this mortal realm.

He withdrew his gaze from the distant battlefield in the sky and focused it on the figure floating in front of him, a white-haired girl with a petite figure.

That was the one who had once followed the traveler, the one who seemed like a mascot.

However, unlike the timid and cowardly appearance that Pantalone had seen before, the one that appeared before him now possessed a divine demeanor and the wisdom of a god.

Or perhaps it's fair to say that Pantalone was happy to see it all happen, if the other party hadn't tacitly approved of it.

Then the god who is sleeping will not wake up at this moment.

"One of the three goddesses of the former Moon Palace, would you like to make a deal?"

Pantalone chuckled softly as he gazed at the petite figure.

The petite figure, whom Pantalone called the goddess of the moon, remained silent for a moment.

Although Pantalone did not explicitly state the terms of her proposed deal, she already knew what Pantalone was seeking.

That was for the former rulers of this world in the heavens, for the original, radiant shadow.

The moment that power that once held sway over the world fell into Pantalone's hands, it also meant that the throne in the heavens had fallen into Pantalone's hands as well.

However, even knowing that she had no right to refuse this condition.

But she still wanted to confirm one thing. Looking at Pantalone's figure, the goddess of the moon palace gazed at the Fool and asked him.