Yes, love can save humanity.

In response to Charles' reminder, the God of Deceit and Lies instantly thought of a lot of things.

"Yes, it's just as you think." Charles said, "Do you want to see the high and mighty gods fall into the dust and enjoy real torture?"

"Why not?"

"I've been waiting for this day in my dreams."

"Then come and help me, Loki." Charles said, "I can help you realize this wish."

"You're really my type, little brat."

"I will do my best to help you."

"Do as much as you can."

Listening to Loki's promise, Ciel looked into the distance.

Look at the fantasy tree rooted in the earth.

Look at the false sun hovering in the sky.

"Well, let's have our revenge happily."

To this fucking world, to this fucking fate.

Chapter 36: Old bitch, get up and work overtime!

Nordic Lostbelt, under the Fantasy Tree.

"Imaginary Tree Sombrero, it's been a long time since we last met."

Charles couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the fantasy tree that had grown into a towering pillar and exuded a huge aura.

"...You...want to kill me again?"

Although it was mature, the Fantasy Tree did not resist and sent out radio waves.

Because, at this moment, Charles is no longer a simple invader, but the new king of the Lostbelt who has seized Skadi's power.

"I did want to kill you, but now you must live." Charles said, "You have something I need."

"Simulated Galaxy - Sombrero Galaxy."

"...What can I get?"

"Life, real life." Ciel said, "I will give you a new body, so that you can obtain a new life form, so that you will no longer conflict with human nature."

"As a result of your submission to human principles, you will have more wisdom, a new consciousness, and will become the king of this world."

Charles didn't lie.

In order to ensure that the Nordic Lostbelt can continue to exist after he leaves, Charles must leave behind a new Nordic ruler.

Today, there are no qualified rulers in the Nordic Lostbelt.

Therefore, he could only use local materials to create a ruler.

The imaginary tree in front of you is the best material.

"What else do I need to give?"

"consciousness."

"Your consciousness will be rewritten by me."

Charles knew that the conditions he proposed were horrible clauses that were absolutely unacceptable to any intelligent life.

However, he knew that the Imagination Tree would accept this condition.

Because, although the Fantasy Tree is a tool of the alien god, it still has a vague consciousness and a strong instinct for survival.

Under the pressure of death and the temptation of gaining wisdom, the fantasy tree, which has not yet fully awakened its self-consciousness, has no reason not to agree to this condition.

The question is whether it will impose equally troubling conditions.

After all, although the Imagination Tree has incomplete consciousness, it does not mean that it has no intelligence.

Now that Charles needs the complete power of the Fantasy Tree, he naturally gives the Fantasy Tree the opportunity to negotiate terms.

"I can follow your arrangements and accept your control."

As Ciel had expected, the Fantasy Tree gave an affirmative answer.

"But... I also have conditions."

"I want to sign a contract with you and become your dependent."

"In order to get a guarantee of survival, do you want to take the initiative to establish a contract with me?" Ciel listened to the conditions of the fantasy tree and said with some emotion, "You are quite good at making conditions."

In order to avoid problems with the fantasy tree that acquires personality in the future, Charles originally planned to leave a backdoor in the underlying logic of the fantasy tree.

Now that the Fantasy Tree has taken the initiative to propose the establishment of a subordinate contract, this actually means that he no longer needs to play tricks.

"If you gain a new life, you will become a god." Charles said with emotion, "As long as you don't regret being under me, I can accept it."

"You will become stronger than me"

"You haven't even started working as a subordinate yet, but you're already flattering me?" Charles teased with a smile, then said, "Then let's get started."

Ciel closed his eyes, reached out to touch the Fantasy Tree, released the Kingship of the Lostbelt that he had taken from Skadi, and established a connection with the Fantasy Tree.

Then he saw the stars again.

The simulated Sombrero Galaxy is located in his palm, constantly rotating and releasing endless light and heat, just like a real galaxy.

Buried in the galaxy that emits light and heat is a black hole.

Charles knew what he had to do.

He channeled the power of the Imagination Tree to expand the mass of the black hole.

The next moment.

Countless stars twisted and shattered in an instant, turning into brilliant fireworks, bursting out with even brighter light and emitting countless scattered dust, until everything disappeared into the darkness.

In the end, the Sombrero Galaxy was completely swallowed up by the growing black hole and disappeared.

All that was left in front of Charles was a singularity that had gathered and swallowed up countless galaxies and had the embryonic form of the world.

This singularity has its own name in the Type-Moon world - "World Egg".

If this "World Egg" gave birth to its own consciousness, then this life at this moment could have a name, called "One of the Originals".

Unfortunately, this is just a simulated stellar phenomenon and does not have the matching container and energy.

The reason why Ciel created this simulated "World Egg" was just for its own subsidiary phenomena.

Its name is, "Storage of Events".

That is the sense of the stars, and it is also unique to the star brain body "Original One". It is a planetary power that can completely swallow up the "texture" of the planet's surface, store it as data, and recycle or prey on it.

"'Storage of Events' is essentially a conceptual power that imitates the phenomenon of a black hole swallowing everything." Looking at the singularity that was born, Ciel couldn't help but sigh, "Even the True Ancestor of the Astral Touch can use this mysterious thing. The Type-Moon Universe is really weird."

“But this is also a good thing.”

"If it is a product of the conceptual level, using the phenomena of this simulated singularity, we can also complete the work of converting the conceptual existence into data and pulling it back to the material level."

Ciel stretched out his hand and released the power of "Wandering" from his body.

Then, he began to use the simulated starlight left over from creating the singularity to construct a Heroic Spirit Summoning Array in the darkness, and placed Wanderer, which contained the echo of Odin, into it.

"Your body is at my command, and my life is with your sword."

"In response to the call of the Holy Grail, if you wish to follow this will and this principle, please respond to me!"

"Entangled with the seven days of the three great words, cross the wheel of suppression and appear, the guardian of the scales—"

The radiance summoned by the heroic spirit appeared in the spirit summoning formation, bursting out with infinite divinity.

There is no doubt that under the medium of the power offered by Charles, there is only one god who can respond to the call and perform the downgraded call.

Odin, the third greatest Norse god, the father of the Valkyries, the lord of Valhalla, and the king of gods.

However, the god from pan-human history was not the one that Ciel wanted to summon.

That's right, Charles only had one candidate in mind for the new ruler of Northern Europe.

That was the bastard who created the mess in the Nordic Lostbelt and then left everything to Skadi and didn't care about it!

At the moment when the spiritual energy gradually gathered, condensed, and turned into a human form, Charles controlled the simulated singularity and placed it into the summoning circle.

The next moment, everything in the entire summoning array burst into dazzling light like the simulated star that was previously swallowed by the simulated black hole.

Attracted by the singularity, the lights continued to collapse and shrink, and were eventually contained within it, bursting out into a wave of divine energy.

There is no doubt that after absorbing the remnants of the gods and completing it with the souls that responded to the summoning circle, the simulated singularity gradually began to have consciousness.

No, it should be said that I regained consciousness.

"Loki, I don't need to tell you what's going to happen next, right?"

"Of course, partner."

"I have given you the power to create humans. You can make them into whatever shapes you want."

"Oh? Don't you have any image requirements for the person you want to take revenge on?"

"Hmph, you already know that without me telling you."

"You won't create a love rival for yourself, will you?"

"Love rival?" Charles smiled and said, "That's not the case at all."

"But even though I'm a man, I really don't like pinching men."

Charles smiled, and used the divine power bestowed by Loki to guide and shape the soul of the new Nordic leader like a sculpture.

"Since you are the new ruler of Northern Europe, you should naturally have an appearance that can convince everyone."

"As far as I know, the image that is most loved by modern men, women, young and old in pan-human history should naturally be idols."

Under the control of Ciel and the guidance of Loki's echo, the newborn soul gradually grew slender limbs, beautiful long hair, and... a slightly immature body.

Soon, a beautiful girl with long golden wavy hair and a fairy-like appearance appeared in front of Charles.

"In that case, it makes sense that the new King of the Gods is an idol, doesn't it?"

"I should be glad I'm not your enemy."

"Ciel, you are truly the most vengeful person I have ever met."

"Why are you afraid of me?" Charles said with a smile, "Don't you like this kind of happy revenge where no one gets hurt?"

"I really like it"

"That's enough."

"After you've made a mess, you just die. Do you believe in the wisdom of future generations? There is no such good thing in this world."

After speaking to Loki, Ciel looked at the unconscious new Norse Lord with a smile on his face.

"Old bitch, get up and work overtime!"

I am super in the 37th section, the Boss has become stronger, I don’t want to play anymore!

"Where is this...?"

"I am...resurrected?"

At the call of Charles, the new Nordic ruler spoke, covering his head like a drunkard with a headache after a hangover.

"Are you awake?" Charles smiled very friendly, "The operation was successful, you are now a girl."

Odin's eyes widened upon hearing this, and he immediately observed his body at this moment. In a short period of time, his expression changed from confusion to doubt, and then from doubt to surprise, and finally he fell into disbelief and panic as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

"I...how did I become like this?" She asked Charles in shock, "What did you do to me?!"

"Just pulling you back from death and stuffing you into a new body."

"This... this spirit core is an ultimate structure at the level of a pseudo-world egg..." Odin said in surprise, "How could you use such an expensive thing to do such a wasteful thing?"

"if not?"

"My real body is not in this world, and I can't take this energy that can cultivate the alien god's body with me. Why not use it here?" Charles said disapprovingly, "Leave it for Surut to eat, so that He can recover His complete form?"