Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and two-legged dragons fell with mournful cries. Before they even hit the ground, they disintegrated into dissipating spiritual particles in mid-air and returned to nothingness. The hard dragon scales were completely unable to withstand this simple magic matrix.

Of course, it's only because the person who performed this magic trick was the legendary King of Magic, Solomon.

"boom!"

But then, a pale purple light plummeted from the sky, and King Solomon, who had raised his hands and whose ten rings vibrated, immediately lowered his arms and crossed them in front of his chest.

"boom!"

In an instant, a sharp explosion of air rang out. King Solomon, who was hastily returning to defend, was like someone who had been hit by a speeding dump truck. His legs, which were stuck in the mud, plowed two deep furrows in the ground and dragged him backward for a hundred meters before finally coming to a stop.

Under the impact of the landslide and tsunami, Solomon's exquisite robe was shattered, reduced to a few pieces of cloth draped over his upper body.

At the same time, a charred fist mark appeared on the two arms that were crossed in front of his chest.

"Not bad, it's from the David family..."

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a purple-haired saintess, dressed in a red outer garment, a summer swimsuit, and a black sun hat—a typical tourist outfit—cracked her knuckles as she walked towards us, her azure eyes brimming with the eager excitement of spotting a predator.

"It's been a long time since I've met a worthy opponent. Perfect, let me test your strength!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Martha swung her iron fist and charged forward with a thud.

"He is the King of Heaven."

He is also the ruler of judgment and the master of leadership.

He exalted me to a place of glory.

But it forces the arrogant to lie down and perish in humiliation!

King Solomon, under the influence of the Heavenly Voice, glanced indifferently at the purple-haired saintess before him, and then slowly recited the poem. His hands were outstretched and relaxed, and red and black lines grew and spread to his chest, abdomen and arms. The violent aura that was completely opposite to her elegant appearance rose steadily.

"boom!"

The moment the two figures approached, their fists collided without any fancy moves, creating sonic booms that made people's eardrums ache, and powerful shockwaves that stirred up rolling air currents.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Immediately afterwards, the two, whose bodies swayed slightly, did not stop for a moment, each swinging their fists and launching a frenzied exchange of blows.

In the blink of an eye, the four fists had collided nearly...

Hundreds of times, leaving behind numerous afterimages.

Jacob's divine fist, which wrestled with and defeated God, truly lived up to its reputation...

In the distance, Father Kirei Kotomine, leaning against a withered tree and struggling to his feet, gazed at the interplay of light and shadow on the battlefield, feeling the earth tremble, and couldn't help but feel a strange sense of wonder.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the colossal dragon that blots out the sky is breaking through the magic king's blockade on the ground and heading straight for the temple.

"We can't...we can't take him away...we can't let you take His Highness away!"

As the dragon drew near, the Root Princess before the temple heard the divine revelation from the void. Her body trembled slightly as she slowly raised her head, her expression softening, and she gradually uttered a coherent declaration, her face revealing a fanatical fervor.

Your Highness, I will protect you!

The girl looked back with tender affection at the "possessions" bestowed upon her by the gods. With a wave of her hand, countless floating flame-colored runes formed a majestic ancient holy city.

Unbreakable, indestructible!

Its divine might is awe-inspiring, its light and flames are boundless!

Ha, you can use emotions to lure my ace into stabbing me in the back, so why can't I use her obsession with you to protect my sanctuary?

No, to be precise, it should be "to protect you"...

Well, you are truly a sinful man, Father.

In the center of the temple, facing the sudden and shocking change, Pandora, who had prepared a contingency plan, secretly transmitted a divine message to a certain love-struck and yandere, admiring her masterpiece with satisfaction, looking completely at ease.

As Samael watched as Ayaka Sajou, who had completely defected to the enemy camp and joined forces with Pandora, unleashed her full power, directly displaying her signature grand magic, "Holy City Flame" and "Holy City Fall," Samael felt a stomachache.

boom!

Not only that, Attila, who also heard the call from that heavenly voice, experienced a surge of magic power within her. She swept her sword, the God of War, across the sky, shattering the gun cage that was trying to imprison her. Then, she exerted her strength, knocking Ereshkigal back, and gripped her longsword in reverse, pointing it diagonally towards the sky.

hum!

The sky trembled, and the stars twinkled as if chanting hymns. The radiant ring of stars rotated seemingly slowly but actually rapidly, and the focused cannons were aimed directly at the demonic beast invading the heavens, their power growing stronger and stronger.

This is the voice of the stars, the light of eternity!

The powerful alliance between the Root Princess and the Star Vanguard is brewing a terrifying power that is about to be unleashed.

However, two childish voices pierced through the fierce wind and suddenly echoed in their ears.

"Ia, Ia, Y'ghaa, y'gai, gai..."

"Y'bthnk...h'ehye...n'grkdl'lh..."

In a daze, the clear murmur became increasingly indistinct, as if someone were rubbing styrofoam against their ears. The two of them inexplicably felt that their vision was as chaotic as churned mud.

Each obscure and difficult character, imbued with an air of madness, causes one's mind to become mentally and perceptively confused.

Then, the sound grew closer and closer to them, while they themselves drifted further and further away from that peaceful world...

wrong……

The incongruity made the two of them subconsciously want to block out the strange murmurs.

But the sound did not come from the vibration of the air; rather, it acted directly on the brain, or rather, the soul.

Any resistance is futile.

This is……

As the sense of etherealness and detachment gradually faded, the two regained their senses and found themselves in a vast universe. Beneath their feet was a river of countless starlight, and all around them was the dark depths of space, with an eerie purplish-red mist permeating the vicinity.

Two little girls in bubble dresses, holding hands, were glaring at them angrily.

It was as if they had done something that would anger both heaven and man, making them angry.

And as it turns out, making them angry seems to be a very dangerous thing.

"In the name of the God of the Great Gate and Key, grant power. Grant power. Grant power. Seventy, seven hundred steps of the Dream Staircase. Descending to the realm of illusion. The calamity-ridden city, the hidden, frigid wilderness, the solitary peak of the barbarian god, the unknown summit! It awaits your visit within the dream..."

A white-haired loli with a tiny, pointed horn on her head, follows two kittens that appeared out of nowhere, chanting as they cross the flowing Milky Way, moving forward step by step.

"I hold the Silver Key in my hand. Emerging from nothingness, touch it with your fingertips, my Father God. I will become the mortal body that dwells within your divine essence. Cross the slumber of the roses, and reach the Gate of Despair!"

A blonde girl with a key-shaped hole in her forehead followed along, holding hands while hugging the hand puppet in her arms and humming softly.

"Ia! Eh-y-yahaahfhtagn!"

"—A phantom tree overflowing with luminous shell!"

As the final syllable rippled through the starry sky, a colossal door, emitting a faint glow, suddenly appeared and slowly opened.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Instantly, the star ring vanished, and the holy city fell.

The two seemed to see through the endless depths of space, glimpsing a corner of the grotesque and ancient god of the distant universe.

Just as the two Outer God Priestesses were dragging the Root Princess and the Star Vanguard into another battlefield, the evil dragon Fafnir was already approaching the temple, casting a massive shadow.

"Boom!"

But before Fafnir could reach the finish line, two crimson arcs of lightning struck. Iskandar, the Conqueror, had already broken free of Bazett's encirclement and was riding...

Driving the divine wheels, it crashed into the speeding dragon in mid-air.

"Moo! Moo!"

Two roaring divine bulls, accompanied by fierce lightning, crashed heavily to the ground, raising clouds of dust as they were propelled by the swooping evil dragon.

"Checkmate!"

Seeing Fafnir, who led the dragon herd, fall to the ground, and with the remaining wyverns having no chance of charging in, Pandora raised the corners of her lips triumphantly, looking at the cured meat on the stone pillar with a smile, pointing to the last line of defense that was still intact, and the Ainsworths were full of mockery.

"You've used up all your cards. It looks like I'll win again, Father."

"is it?"

Faced with the reinforcements who were completely blocked, Samael raised his head slightly, not surprised but amused, and smiled in a strange arc, uttering a meaningful murmur.

"So what are you waiting for? This is the last chance to get on board..."

"puff!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Angelica, who had been standing frozen like a puppet, suddenly sprang up and, with a backhand motion, unexpectedly plunged a purple curved dagger into Darius's lower back.

"boom!"

At the same time, the violent loli Beatrice suddenly grinned and turned around. Thor's hammer, wrapped in fierce lightning, was thrown back by that thick iron arm and whistled as it struck the piece of cured meat on the stone pillar.

Unexpected changes occurred suddenly!

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"Well!"

Darius, the head of the Ainsworth family, who was suddenly attacked, trembled violently, gritted his teeth and groaned. He then looked down at the curved dagger that had pierced his waist, his face showing astonishment.

This is... a talisman that can shatter all laws!

"Buzz!"

Meanwhile, amidst Darius's bewilderment and horror, the solidified light patterns floating around him twisted and shattered.

"Click..."

With the sound of shattering porcelain, the face of that decadent and gloomy middle-aged man, covered with cracks from the broken porcelain, disintegrated and revealed the true appearance of a pale and handsome boy. His tall body also shrank rapidly, turning back into its original form, and he fell backward.

However, before the frail boy who had suddenly fainted could hit the ground, he was gently pulled into an embrace by a pair of encircling arms.

Angelica then bent down slightly, her face still cold and expressionless, but her movements were extremely gentle. She carefully pulled out the [Symbol of All Laws] that had appeared in the King's Treasury, and then took out a potion and poured it into the mouth of the boy in her arms to stop the bleeding and promote tissue regeneration.

After confirming that the boy was alright, the cool and aloof heroine Wang gently put him down with a sigh of relief, and even the icy expression on her face softened a little.

"boom!"

As Angelica took action, Beatrice, who launched a surprise attack in coordination with her teammates, leaped high into the air, her steel right arm swinging forward to grab Thor's hammer, which was hurtling towards her. Looking at the smoke and dust billowing in the center of the temple, she frowned and spat on the ground without any decorum, her face full of displeasure.

"Tch, failed again!"

Above the temple, the surging ethereal tide stirred up a fierce storm, sucking away all the surrounding smoke and dust. The saintess, whose pure white had turned into pitch black, had her right arm hanging down, her hand bearing some obvious abrasions, with lightning arcs darting around and her muscles trembling slightly uncontrollably.

"you……!"

Faced with a situation that was spiraling out of control, Pandora could no longer maintain her composure and calmness. She gritted her teeth, her face filled with frustration.

"……Why?"

"Why? Of course!"

The ancient serpent, who witnessed the rebellion atop the stone pillar, glanced at the two traitorous werewolves, then looked down at Pandora with a mocking sneer.

"You want to use Darius, and they want to save Julian. For your own purposes, you're even willing to purge the entire human race. You don't care about the child's life or death at all. And you expect the two of them to work for you for free?"

Such a straightforward answer left the bewildered witch speechless, her lips twitching slightly.

In reality, the Ainsworth family and this witch of calamity are not an inseparable whole.

Pandora relied on Darius, the ancestor of the House of Ainsworth whose soul had long since decayed.

Angelica and Beatrice, however, cared about Julian, the boy who was gradually replaced and assimilated by Darius.

Because one of them is Julian's older sister, and the other is a stalker who is infatuated with Julian.

As for Darius, the two battle puppets, although they are under his control, are mainly due to Julian's fusion with him.

On the one hand, in order to protect their younger brothers and the people they admire, they had to make certain compromises.

On the other hand, the Ainsworth family devoted dozens, even hundreds of generations of effort and sacrifice for the salvation of mankind. This was not only the grand wish of their ancestor Darius, but also their shared aspiration.

Perhaps, for this family burdened with such a mission, once the task is completed, the curse of having their souls replaced will finally end.

All people will attain eternal liberation and peace in the salvation of humanity.

This naturally includes them and Julian.

However, during Samael's debate with Pandora, the ancient serpent intentionally or unintentionally revealed the true nature of this calamity witch, and her twisted nature that could never properly fulfill desires.