Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Control Tower - Barbatos, Singularity Control and Integration in progress, no anomalies detected!"

"Armory Barracks - Khanpa, the Temple Legion is being awakened and controlled, no abnormalities detected!"

"The Observation Star—Amon, future predictions indicate no anomalies!"

"Life Center - Spernak, in active care, no abnormalities detected!"

"Abandoned embankment - Andumari, evacuation route assessment underway, no anomalies found!"

"Command Bureau - Goetia, all seventy-two pillars are fully prepared, no anomalies!"

On the rising jade throne of light, the Demon King Goetia, wearing ten rings, tapped his fingers rhythmically and gently. The lingering feeling of saving lives spread through his heart, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up.

"Ah—hahahahahahaha! So fleeting! So fragile, so inconvenient!"

The laughter grew louder and louder, and the beast on the jade throne stretched its lips wide with unbridled joy. It turned out that "pity" could have a joyful side in addition to pain.

"This is truly...wonderful, life—"

The time has come to crown all things and rectify them!

"The Shield of Humanity—Twelve Singularities, Construction Completed and Confirmed!"

"Mythological history confirmed!"

"Heroic deeds confirmed!"

"Human history is now firmly established!"

"Imaginary World Wall - Light of the Sky, Converge!"

The countless voices eventually intertwined and echoed in the ears of the Son of Man.

Chapter 85 The Shield of Humanity, the Light at the End!

Meanwhile, war broke out between various points of civilization.

The First Singularity: Babylonia.

"Boom!" A dark red star descended from the sky, appearing in the horizon. Then, it lifted a long tail of flame and crashed heavily to the ground. A wave of earth hundreds of feet high surged in, blowing away all obstacles along the way, such as hills and trees. But this raging tide was finally cut and torn apart before a standing city wall.

The densely packed incantation inscriptions covered almost every brick and stone. With the superposition of countless incantation seals, the seven-colored barrier formed an indestructible shell.

"Crack!"

Immediately, the fallen crimson star exploded, sending countless seeds flying.

A moment later, huge, bluish-white bulbous plants broke through the soil, stretched out their branches and leaves, and instantly soared to a height of tens of meters.

The thick branches are covered with vermilion calyxes, which look like pearly elves. Countless pale and swollen roots branch out from a spherical trunk and crawl in the soil.

At the same time, a rapid and muffled tremor came from the ground, and one after another, humanoid creatures with four arms, nearly 10 feet tall, and green appearance rushed out of the dense forest and charged towards the fortress standing in front of them, following the direction of the spreading flowers.

These monsters had enormous, bulging chests and emaciated, yet flexible limbs. Their heads had erect, flared ears and sunken nostrils that could extend and retract freely. Their eyes were sunken deep in their sockets, displaying only endless madness and flashing red light.

Even if they stepped on explosive runes or were pierced by light arrows and spell bullets, it still couldn't stop their advance.

Beneath their bursting flesh lay wriggling plant roots and fiery red seeds.

Clearly, these alien monsters are less like living beings and more like parasites transformed into puppets.

"Seal of Royal Authority, Divine Decree—All Cannons Open!"

A clear, cool voice, imbued with feminine qualities, resonated through the clouds and permeated the earth. Angelica, the new Hero Queen, standing atop the celestial vessel Vimana, waved her right hand. Countless flying cuneiform characters danced in the air, and tens of thousands of crossbow bolts distributed on the city walls unleashed a volley of arrows. Precious Noble Phantasm prototypes were recklessly used as ammunition, plowing up the ground layer by layer with the power comparable to high explosives.

Almost instantly, the flowers that had spread from the depths of the forest and the humanoid monsters that had been parasitized turned into pieces and minced meat.

But before the soldiers on the high wall could cheer, as the dust settled, everyone on the wall was shocked to see a new crimson meteor falling from the sky.

This time, there were more than a dozen.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Dozens of "meteorites" exploded, scattering thousands of seeds in all directions. Dense roots took hold, and strange plants refilled the ground.

Similarly, the fleshy mounds covered by the sea of ​​flowers stood up, swaying slightly, in their original positions.

Everyone's hearts sank, and their gazes turned to the source of the meteor shower.

In the dense forest, a colossal plant, nearly three thousand meters tall and topped with a yellow ominous flower, swayed its bluish-white vines, displaying an animalistic vitality. Its body was covered with countless red fruits, each over ten kilometers in diameter.

This is the red comet we just saw.

The quantity is incalculable!

"boom!"

The yellow ominous flower unfurled its calyx, and a plasma sphere hundreds of kilometers in diameter hurtled toward the fortress of Uruk.

The solid wall, covered with countless spell runes, collapsed with a roar the moment it made contact, lasting only seven or eight seconds.

This UO from Mars has become incredibly powerful!

Now, having lost the protection of the high walls, the bluish-white, swollen roots, like those of a corpse, climbed over the rubble and spread into the city.

"Mountains are awe-inspiring, stars are shining!"

The goddess of war, Ishtar, stepped forward first, opening the gate to the heavens. She took the concept of stars into her palm, compressed it into ammunition, and filled it into the celestial ark, Maana. With an exaggerated backward arc, the enormous light arrow crashed down from the sky, and the intense heat and explosion wiped out all the alien life on the ground.

"Embracing the Spirit Peak, the Saddle of the Underworld!"

The goddess of the underworld, Ereshkigal, brandished her spear, causing countless spears to burst forth from the ground outside the city walls. Countless blazing arcs of light once again crushed half of the resurrected alien plants and parasites.

At the same time, countless Garura spirits, along with the cracks in the earth, surged from the valley to the surface.

"Die, you bastard!"

Gilgamesh, appearing in his childhood form, raised the sword Ea and swung it forward. The immense wind pressure carved out a vacuum, swirling up bursts of pale green blood and vines.

Enkidu, with green hair and white clothes, leaped from the high platform and rushed to the battlefield.

"Bang! Boom!"

The rhythmic clanging of spears and shields echoed in unison, as if playing an ancient war song. Clad in jet-black armor and atop dragon beasts, the hellish dragon riders, led by General Tabad and others from Uruk, filed out of the city in a wedge formation, transforming into a steel torrent that swept over the rampant alien vegetation and charged toward the source of the calamity.

The petals of the ominous flower wriggled, as if venting its anger at being slighted. Its vines lashed forward, their seeds flying towards the battlefield like a massive meteor shower, trying to crush the ant colony that challenged it with blood and fire.

"Magnificence is displayed here! Destruction descends here! The vain Hanging Gardens!"

A magnificent sky garden, surrounded by twelve black crystal slabs, appeared in the sky.

The dark and corrosive beams of light formed a dense and terrifying barrage, shooting down meteorites one by one.

On the courtyard balcony, the beautiful character Semiramis, dressed entirely in a black dress, slowly raised her glass and drank the crimson wine, looking down at the battle for survival that had reached a fever pitch.

The second singularity is Egypt.

The sky was dark green, the air smelled of sulfuric acid, there were huge fungal forests, rivers were filled with a mercury-like liquid instead of water, things that contained plant, mineral and animal tissue at the same time, and plants that resembled light blue-purple obsidian cacti with limbs growing on terrifying claw-shaped trunks and a complex "head" that was neither flower nor fruit, and seemed to be able to communicate with each other.

Everything is changing.

The female pharaoh, atop the pyramid, raised her staff and roared.

"In the name of Set, Beast of the Scorching Sands, Father of Terror, I command you to appear!"

The surrounding area was swept by howling winds and surging yellow sand. Tornadoes swept across the area, displaying the tyranny of the desert.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar erupted as tens of thousands of Sphinxes, with their hooves raised and wings flapping, trampled forward, ploughing through the twisted creatures that bred in the desert.

At the same time, the Dark Night Solar Boat ascended into the sky, pulling a golden sun behind it. Under the golden light, the yellow sand surged and heated up.

"Moses, my friend, this time it's my turn to come!"

Standing on the ship's railing, Ramses II looked at the enormous black cross at the end of the setting sun. He swung his scepter, and one whirlpool after another appeared in the scorching sea of ​​sand. Anubis's army, wearing ribbons and jackal masks, with their forearms bent and hooked with flails, emerged from them, then lined up and set off towards the seventh singularity, Jerusalem.

The third singularity is India.

Arjuna, Rama, and Karna, avatars of the Hindu triad, boarded the warships, and one after another, the Vimana Ships set sail and ascended into the sky.

The serpent demon Frit sat cross-legged on the giant serpent, with a sea of ​​blood surging behind him, while the warlike Asuras cheered and jumped for joy.

The new little elephant god Gina waved her little hand, commanding tens of thousands of war elephants to leap out of their cages.

The doors of Nalanda Monastery opened, and the Tripitaka Master and Prince Padmasambhava removed their monastic robes, left their meditation cushions, and transformed into wrathful Vajras.

In this battle, killing is for the sake of protecting life.

The Fourth Singularity, Sealing the End of the World – Oceanus.

In the sky, the eighty-eight star palaces shimmered and fell, and the fully armed Saint Seiya warriors were like shooting stars.

On the earth, Typhon's offspring burst forth from their caves, unleashing the wildness within their bloodlines.

Within the ocean, deep-sea fleets forged from steel surfaced, with imposing Spartan warriors, ornately equipped Athenian royal guards, lightly armed Arcadian archers, and tall, long-legged Amazonian warriors boarding the warships.

"Raise the sails and set sail!"

A frivolous blond man whistled, and an ancient wooden warship, forged from sacred wood and equipped with various magical spells, sailed out of Elysium, carrying a host of heroes including the witch Medea, Hercules, the Trojan prince Hector, and the huntress Atalanta.

The fifth singularity, Rome.

"Rome!!"

Accompanied by unified shouts, each Roman emperor led his own army, marching out of the Seven Hills, connecting the legions into an inseparable whole through the concept of "Rome," showcasing the majesty of the empire.

The sixth singularity, Jerusalem.

The elite troops of the Knights Templar, the Teutonic Knights, and the Charlemagne Order gathered around the saints, while the Assassins of the Brotherhood assembled around their leaders.

The pagans and their followers made a pilgrimage together toward the ruins of the holy city beneath the black cross.

The seventh singularity, Northern Europe.

On an ancient continent permeated with the scents of frost and fire, a ship made from the bones and fingernails of the dead sailed out of Jotunheim.

Valkyries, riding winged winged horses and wielding spears and shields, soared and danced in the sky, led by their eldest sister, Brunhilde.

On the desolate ground, frost giants, fire giants, and mountain giants descended with Queen Skadi's wand, joining the ranks of the gods and embarking on their expedition.

The same scene played out in other singularities.

The warriors of Ireland and the ghosts of the Shadow Kingdom intertwine, and the righteous knights of Camelot and the six races of fairies of the Misty Forest cooperate with each other.

Native Americans transported artillery shells for the autonomous mechs of America, while the monsters of Mount Oe stood shoulder to shoulder with the samurai of the shogunate.

Meanwhile, in the Lishan Mountains of Huaxia, an underground palace covering more than 300 li (approximately 150 kilometers) rose into the sky and set sail. The White-Clad Soldiers, Wucheng Soldiers, Baibao Xianbei, and Qin elites rushed to the front lines, with the Twelve Golden Men and mythical beasts from the mountains and seas serving as the vanguard.

The twelve layers of clouds that shrouded the outer edge of the planet were like giant umbrellas, blocking out various cosmic rays and spying from the outer realms, gathering the overflowing starlight, casting a mingled shade, and reconnecting the shattered sky.

The horns of war have already sounded, and life groups built at different points in time are fighting fiercely for this common world on a common battlefield!

This planet, with its 46 billion-year history, is bursting forth with astonishing energy.

This is……

The "spectators" on the Sand Tower stared wide-eyed at the world engulfed in flames and turned upside down, and at the figures on the ground attacking the six UOs like endless ants. They gradually became dumbfounded.

"The Shield of Humanity—the true last line of defense for this planet..."

The ancient serpent spoke leisurely, looking up at the rebuilt sky, its vertical pupils filled with an abyss-like gaze.

While the twelve holy lances can anchor themselves to the earth's surface, conceal the signs of life, and protect the planet from external threats, they come at the cost of diminishing their mystique.

With the return of the Age of Gods after the Fourth Holy Grail War, the movements of the Adventists have become more frequent, and the sense of security provided by the Holy Lance has become increasingly fragile, and it will be breached sooner or later.

Therefore, having anticipated this, Samael had already secretly prepared another line of defense to replace the Holy Lance.

Based on human reason, nourished by civilization, with the Mooncell system as its framework and the Great Source of Stars as its blood vessels, the twelve unique points of mythology, heroism, and human history are constructed to defend against threats from outside the realm.

Its name is the Shield of Humanity!

Since those singularities can move an entire civilization and reshape this planet.

Conversely, they can also become the last shield to defend civilization.

"It's all just a futile struggle; your future was already decided."

Frances snapped out of his daze and chuckled softly.

These fragile lives are indeed very tenacious. They fearlessly attack the UOs that have taken root on the surface. One by one, their figures disappear into the writhing clumps of plants, the cosmic rays shot out by the black cross, the sweeping arms of giants, and the spores dropped by the remains of the dead.

The annihilation of each ray of golden light signifies the death of a heroic spirit.