Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

As space distorted, a white colossus, tens of meters tall, with rabbit-ear-like organs and overflowing starlight, listened to the voice of heaven and broke free from the endless void. He raised the God of War's sword, which gathered starlight, high in his hand, intending to support the singer above the temple.

"boom!"

However, before the colossal Attila could step out of the mysterious forbidden courtyard behind him, a giant...

Its tail swept across the sky, striking the azure-blue abdomen of the wandering star soldier.

Thump thump thump!

In the brief moment of clash, Attila was overwhelmed by the overwhelming force and staggered back several steps.

Aerospace Vanguard? Too bad, all show and no substance...

In mid-air, the seven-headed, ten-horned red dragon, its body ablaze with blazing flames, looked down at the Star Vanguard, who, compared to before, was like a child in both strength and size, and shook its head inwardly.

"Destroy its life, annihilate its civilization—Tears of the Star, Sword of the War God!"

At this moment, the hastily retreating white giant shattered the continuous mountain range beneath its feet, barely managing to stabilize itself. The God of War's swords, with their automatically focusing star rings, converged into a dazzling stream of ethereal light, surging forward.

"Unseal the seven seals, sound the seventh trumpet!"

Suddenly, the seven-headed, ten-horned red dragons beneath the surging stream of light began to sing in unison.

The different undulations and timbres are ever-changing.

Like the elderly, like youth, like children;

Like men, like women;

Like a saint, like a prisoner;

The voices of a thousand people, the sounds of ten thousand people, merged into one, transforming into a solemn and deep mixed sound, proclaiming the divine words of the end.

"Light comes from darkness, destruction is rebirth, God comes from evil, Lord of the Kingdom, I praise your name with blasphemous words. Where time ceases, chaos returns; the fruit of wisdom, the reality of truth, reappear—the revelation of the dismantling of all things!"

hum!

As the final echo reverberated, a massive magic array, composed of densely packed red and black light patterns, materialized before the seven-headed, ten-horned red dragon.

"Blasphemy!"

"Blasphemy!"

"Blasphemy!"

Immediately following, amidst a resounding announcement, a beam of red and black ethereal light shot out from the enormous magic circle, directly colliding with the dazzling starlight.

Puff puff puff!

In an instant, the colorful stream of ethereal light shattered inch by inch, its terrifying sharpness directly threatening the colossal, wandering star warrior.

But in an instant, the crimson and black reverse eclipse light, after annihilating the starlight, suddenly rose up, like a red-hot iron chain, unexpectedly sweeping over the remnants of the wandering star suspended in the dome, and the alien key embedded in the center of the temple.

"Bang! Bang!"

Instantly, the two remaining alien artifacts shattered and dissolved completely amidst the haze.

"Well……"

As the crystal dust fell, the star vanguard, now freed from the control of its predatory star, groaned and fell backward.

"Abby, keep an eye on them!"

A majestic murmur echoed from mid-air, penetrating into the unknown, forbidden realm.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

In an instant, a sharp sound of something cutting through the air suddenly arose.

White, luminous tentacles, resembling octopus tentacles, emerged from the endless depths of space, instantly climbing onto Attila's legs and tightening their grip. The powerful control and the strange rules contained within them forcefully locked this elite asteroid soldier in place.

"What a bad child..."

In the starlit void, a blonde loli in a bubble dress wearing a black witch's hat watched the giant of light determined to escape this paradise. She muttered unhappily, then raised the black object in her hand, which resembled a large key, and whispered as she twisted it in the air.

Ia, Ia, Y'ghaa, y'gai, gai!

O one who descended from the fictional abyss.

O God, who sits at the far end of the corridor of dreams.

"One gives birth to all things, and all things return to one."

Knock on its door, and you will see its truth!

In an instant, a gate of starlight creaked open from behind Abrigel, and countless luminous tentacles swarmed out, entangling the arms of the small Star Vanguard and dragging it inch by inch toward that deep and mysterious forbidden courtyard.

As Samael's vertical pupils cracked open with cross-shaped patterns of light, he gazed into the distance and saw Lavinia standing amidst the starry sky, manipulating strands of white, light-like tendrils to wrap the Root Princess who had entered the Forbidden Courtyard into a dumpling and hoist her high up.

The constantly tightening tentacles accentuated the exaggerated curves of her petite body, and her glistening skin seemed to be covered with layers of moisture.

Under the control of the Holy Grail's will, the Root Princess, acting entirely on instinct, struggled and twisted incessantly, trying to break free of her restraints while repeatedly channeling her magic to launch a magical counterattack.

However, all efforts were in vain, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Because this forbidden courtyard seems to possess two completely different qualities from the real world.

Whether it's gods or magic, the fundamental pursuit is [order].

But here, space is disordered, time is disordered, and the 1s and 0s that make up everything seem to be reversed and ordered in an incomprehensible way. It seems that "chaos" is its essence.

Therefore, the common sense that I once had in my memory is not applicable here.

At this moment, the princess, who only possesses instinct and has lost wisdom, is unable to rebuild her magical foundation in this chaotic forbidden garden and can only sink deeper and deeper.

Because she was still a fragile human body, the intense feeling of suffocation caused Aika Sajou's eyes to roll back slightly as her chest was squeezed. Her small, pink tongue slid out of her half-open mouth, and glistening saliva dripped down her tongue and the corners of her lips, falling into the dim starry sky.

Girl...tentacles...

Forbidden words flashed through my mind, coming from the beast covered in the word "blasphemy," causing ripples of emotion.

I only said I was optimistic.

That wasn't mentioned.

It's not my fault; they're still just immature kids.

Immediately, the ancient snake turned its head away with a heavy heart, lowered its eyelids, silently made the sign of the cross in its heart, and muttered to itself, offering a half-second of devout mourning for the two girls who had suffered so much.

Hopefully, you won't be allergic to seafood in the future.

Of course, while we should sympathize, the other six leaders still need to remain vigilant.

hateful!

Seeing her strongest henchman being dragged back into that forbidden courtyard by a swarm of tentacles to enjoy bondage, Pandora cursed under her breath, her grief and indignation beyond measure.

If Pandora hadn't personally sealed their consciousness, she would have seriously suspected that these two aces, who had switched sides and were now at full power on the opposing side, with their firepower becoming increasingly monstrous, were deliberately sabotaging her after returning to her side and being controlled and killed in a single round.

Since that's the case, then I'll make this final, decisive move before the curtain falls.

The witch, whose consciousness seemed to be fading, raised her arm and coldly roared.

“Command it with the command spell…”

"boom!"

However, the moment Pandora raised her hand and opened her lips, a monstrous beast swept across, crashing directly into the witch's abdomen and slamming her to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

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good chance!

Seeing the Calamity Witch fall from the collapsing temple, several heroic spirits who were lingering on the periphery seized the opportunity to rush forward.

"Gate of Babylon, open to the world!"

Angelica stood in mid-air, arms outstretched. Thousands of golden vortex gates connected together, almost covering the entire sky behind her. Swords, spears, and halberds, which were as numerous as stars in the mythological heritage and were praised as treasures, shot forward like a meteor shower, transforming into arcs of light containing various magic and rules.

"My father, Rune, give me twilight, give me dusk—the thunderous storm of Mjlnir!"

Not to be outdone, Beatrice grinned and raised Thor's hammer high, unleashing her divine power to its fullest extent.

Instantly, dark clouds filled the sky, and more than a dozen purplish-red lightning pillars appeared, striking down one after another, shattering the dark clouds, tearing apart space, and unleashing a terrifying divine storm that brought apocalyptic destruction to the surrounding area.

"The heavens have desolate seas, the earth has prisons—my heel is the wrath of the underworld!"

Meanwhile, Ereshkigal, on the ground, swung her holy spear, Meslamthea, down with a solemn roar, plugging the gap in the encirclement.

In an instant, the power of the goddess of the underworld resonated, and towering, precipitous mountains, resembling spear cages, rose from the ground, accompanied by a barrage of powerful magical artifacts and intense lightning, piercing and pressing towards the falling Pandora.

The slender figure, swaying and falling in mid-air, was startled awake by the murderous intent all around. She immediately shook her head to dispel the dizziness in her mind, while clenching her right fist so tightly that her nails pierced her skin and dug into her palm.

Amidst these waves of dull pain, Pandora suddenly swung her arm and roared.

"shapeistLeben! (O form, give you life!)"

Instantly, specks of blood, seeping through his fingers, were scattered into the air.

hum!

In an instant, magical arrays were drawn and activated, causing the space to hum and vibrate. Strange creations, each with six wings—two to cover their faces, two to cover their feet, and two to fly—emerged from the air, emitting cries of varying pitches: "Holy! Holy! Holy! His glory fills the whole earth! The Lord is the Almighty, who was, is, and is to come!"

Seraphim are spiritual beings, a type of angel. Their service is to continually praise the Lord and glorify His glory, and to guard His temple.

The foundations of the temple threshold trembled at the sound of the shouters, and the sky was filled with streaks of light and clouds.

Immediately, angels with varying numbers of wings on their backs, clad in magnificent silver armor, and wielding swords, shields, spears, and bows, gracefully descended, forming an array to protect the Lord, fearlessly confronting the overwhelming triple divine might.

In an instant, lightning crackled, the earth trembled, and sharp metallic clangs rang out. The spirits of light that stood in their way were either pierced by swords, charred by lightning, or crushed into mud by mountains, their forms disintegrating and turning into specks of light that scattered across the land.

But as one angel falls, more angels rise to fill the void, seemingly endless. These beings, summoned and given form, display unparalleled piety and loyalty, steadfastly guarding the glory behind them.

Moreover, the scattered blood droplets also dissolved into the air, fell into the water, and turned into the mud.

hum!hum!hum!

Under the rhythm of oppressive power, the invisible air condensed into giant birds with wingspans of tens of meters, the rippling water transformed into giant blue-black snakes, and the writhing mud solidified into mountain-like behemoths with bulging muscles.

The Doomsday Eagle, Sheila;

Leviathan, the serpent of the deep sea;

Behemoth, the giant behemoth!

The newly joined monsters swept through the mountains and attacked the three heroic spirits who were surrounded, buying the Creator a moment to catch his breath before he finally managed to land safely.

Using the Third Law and the Old Testament to recreate life?! Amazing!

On the battlefield, the heroic spirits who had participated in the Holy Covenant War were shocked and couldn't help but admire the witch's extraordinary talent, which was comparable to that of the gods.

but

The more this is the case, the more dangerous this uncontrolled existence becomes!

The three figures immediately turned solemn and simultaneously plummeted down, once again encircling and annihilating the Calamity Witch on the ground.

Danger!

The heroic spirits corrupted by the will of the Holy Grail felt a sense of alarm and instinctively wanted to gravitate towards the fallen ruler.

However, faced with opponents of equal or even greater strength, they were ultimately powerless to reach them, and could only watch helplessly as three fierce arcs of light, imbued with divine might, fell upon the calamity-bringing witch.

However, just as Ereshkigal, Angelica, and Beatrice were closing in, the Calamity Witch, who had caught her breath, slightly spread her arms, and light patterns rippled across her body. Three dark light holes formed from her brow, chest, and lower abdomen, and a magnificent golden goblet emerged inch by inch from her chest.

Wow!

At the same time, red and black mud, resembling apocalyptic lava flowing, poured down from the [Heavenly Hole] that tore the world apart, filling it.

The Holy Grail overflows, and calamities surge forth.

The Calamity Witch, whose body floated upwards, slowly opened her eyes and began to chant.

"Song of Grail!"

hum!

In an instant, yellow, red, cyan, and blue halos spread in all directions along the black mud flowing from the walls of the Holy Grail.

In an instant, the four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water surged around their sovereign, spiraling upwards and sweeping outwards to form a colorful etheric storm that swept across the world, obliterating all matter and life within its range.

boom! boom! boom!

In an instant, Ereshkigal, Angelica, and Beatrice, who had collided with the four-colored etheric spiral, were all blasted away and forced to retreat a hundred meters before their momentum came to a stop.

"Laaaa!!"

In an instant, accompanied by a rousing hymn, the four-colored spiral that had withstood the attack of three top-tier heroic spirits shattered, and colorful arcs of light, like a meteor shower, splashed in all directions.