A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"Now you're a monster? That means you're indirectly admitting that you were once human."

“And we can see that you seem to know a lot about us?” the god asked curiously.

“That’s why I hate dealing with things like you,” Whiteface said, brandishing his sword.

“A strong killing intent... Are you going to kill us?”

"But in the eyes of humans we are monsters. In your eyes, we shouldn't be monsters, right?" the god asked.

"They're both so-called monsters, so there's even less reason for them to fight."

"So, what reason do you have to kill us?"

"Those who tried to kill us before thought we were evil, monsters that wanted to eat humans."

"So what's your reasoning?"

"reason?"

"Who knows?" White Face said casually.

Having said that, Bai Mian extended his left hand.

His left hand, covered by light armor, clenched tightly.

Everything around them froze in time.

“Incredible.” The god continued to ask.

Stop time? It looks like it.

However, upon closer examination, it seems to be something even more advanced than that ability.

"You can selectively control spacetime."

This is the conclusion reached by both humans and gods—an incomparably powerful ability.

Why are there no limits to such terrifying abilities?

The original idea of ​​the gods and humans was that any unreasonable power would be subject to restrictions by the world.

However, it seems that the white powder's abilities are not restricted.

The conclusions reached by gods and men through their own thinking are undoubtedly correct.

"Concepts" are terrifying, but they cannot excessively influence the world.

For example, Migolavin is not qualified to let nightmares engulf the entire Kapras.

"So you're too smart, a god among men."

"But why didn't you freeze-frame us too?"

"Before I kill you, I'll let you die knowing why," White Face said.

"Is there anything we haven't figured out?"

“There are plenty,” the pale-faced man said softly.

Humans and gods are rational, and their choices are in the best interests of humanity.

However, both gods and humans have desires, and their desires are even stronger than those of a single human being.

The gods and humans will continuously pursue evolution, constantly absorbing more and more humans to perfect themselves.

After achieving its goal of incorporating all of humanity, the god-human will then seek to integrate the other Black Iron races.

In the end, the gods will attempt to devour all the Black Iron race.

Of course, those who were devoured by the gods did not die; they simply existed alongside others within the same community of gods and humans.

But then, would humans, or rather, the Black Iron race, still be considered to exist?

From another perspective, the Black Iron species was almost completely wiped out.

"Although, even if it weren't for you, Kapras would still have been destroyed in the end."

Originally, Hakumen had no intention of doing anything to the gods.

From Bai Mian's perspective, no matter what he does, the world will eventually be destroyed.

It doesn't matter whether humans or gods are left alone, the outcome will be the same anyway.

The only difference is the process.

White Face should have thought of leaving the gods and humans alone, but for some reason, he stepped forward.

"..." Bai Mian did not continue speaking.

"Will we destroy the Black Iron race?" the god pondered.

The minds of gods are very active.

With the shared thinking of hundreds or thousands of people, it's easy to understand what Bai Mian is saying.

Ultimately, it all boils down to the issue of "desire".

Even gods and humans must admit that at this stage, they cannot escape their inherent flaws, namely desires.

Although one can rationally analyze many things, it does not mean that a god or human can erase their own desires.

Isn't the very thought of wanting to help humanity a kind of desire?

The idea of ​​wanting to evolve is essentially not much different from the idea above.

"In your opinion, that's certainly true."

"But you said the world will eventually be destroyed."

"Can we understand this as, 'You know what will happen in the future?'" God continued to ask questions, one after another.

"..." Bai Mian remained silent.

The gods are indeed incredibly intelligent.

"Then why kill us?"

"We may indeed destroy the world, but we also have the power to prevent the destruction of the world you speak of." The god squeezed out a huge eyeball and stared at the white face.

He wanted to know White's answer.

"Probably because they saw the variables."

"Isn't this variable us?"

"of course not."

"Why can we be so certain that we won't be a variable?"

"..." The white-faced man remained silent.

"It seems words cannot express your thoughts." The god squeezed out another eyeball.

“Tell us, your real purpose in taking action wasn't actually the so-called variable.”

"For you, the variables aren't actually that important."

“We can hear it in your voice: you firmly believe the world will end.”

"Ha... I'd be an idiot to tell you all that," White Face said self-deprecatingly.

"Let's guess, is it because you can't bear to see the town in such a terrible state?" the god said.

"What I said before was actually just to cover up my true intentions."

"You live a really tiring life."

Bai Mian didn't answer, but simply clenched his left hand again.

The voices of gods and men vanished completely.

Everything around was frozen in time.

All colors faded, leaving only utter monotony.

But because of this, Knight Town, once filled with madness and terror, now appears much more peaceful.

Bai Mian swung his longsword.

After one sword strike, another follows.

The speed at which the white-faced man drew his sword was so fast that even if the world were not frozen in time, no one could see it clearly.

Countless sword strikes, powerful enough to cleave Knighttown in two, hurtled towards the gods and men.

Bai Mian sheathed his longsword.

"Clang—" With a crisp sound of the sheath being sheathed, the world began to flow once more.

"Yes, life is really tiring."

"Boom!!!! Boom!!!!" The surrounding buildings were destroyed into rubble by the white face's slashes, and the streets were covered with cracks.

“Ah ...

The thick membrane enveloping the god was scratched in several places.

After the membrane was torn, a pale blue, translucent liquid flowed from the body of the god.

After the translucent liquid dries up, blood flows out from the wound.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!" The unbearable pain tormented both man and god.

Due to the intense pain, the voices within the human and the god began to lose synchronization.

The god's injuries did not heal as they had during the battle with Bray.

The wound continued to bleed, and the god withered away at a visible rate.

After the god-man completely shriveled up, he began to shake off sac-like objects from his body.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"it hurts!"

"don't want!!!!"

A mournful cry emanated from those eerie sac-like objects.

The white-faced man was facing the completely motionless god.

Even though it's impossible to see with the naked eye, the white face gives the impression that it's "seeing".

"Poor thing." A sigh came from beneath the helmet.

From Naruko's perspective on the rooftop, the god was killed by Hakumen in an instant.

They didn't even have time to fight back before they were killed.

Naruko hadn't even realized what was happening yet.

Of course, Naruko didn't know that Hakumen had just stopped time.

"Really? That's incredible!" Naruko had no idea just how powerful the Human God was.

But just by looking at its size, you can tell that the human god is not an easy monster to deal with.

"Chirp chirp!" After seeing the god being easily killed by Hakumen, Hibari gently flew down from the roof and landed on Hakumen's shoulder.

"Wait a minute, what's wrong with Bray? Will he be able to come back?" Naruko shouted to Shiro below.

Hakumen turned his head in response to Naruko's voice.

In this blood-stained town, this white light armor made him look more like the bright moon than the blood moon in the sky.

"That's up to him; no one can help him," Bai Mian said coldly.

Then, Bai Mian threw a punch at the empty space in front of him.

"Bang!!!!!" The sound of shattering glass echoed in Naruko's ears.

Even if the space is like glass, it was shattered by the white face.

Bai Mian pushed aside the fragments and stepped into the distorted space ahead.

"Chirp!" The lark on Shiro's shoulder flapped its wings at Naruko, as if saying goodbye.

Naruko instinctively waved goodbye to Hibari.