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At the 11th second, a mental explosion occurred, followed by the contraction of the threads that sliced the building into pieces.
At the 12th second, he teleported back to the ground.
Then, time began to flow—
Singularity greedily took everything around it into its grasp, but the two were already out of range.
Several huge scratches appeared on the surface of the building, accompanied by a loud "rumble!"
At that moment, the Allied forces launched a massive attack on Tsukishiro Doman and Leonard, aiming to kill them in one fell swoop.
A tidal wave of attacks, powerful enough to shatter the area, surged forth, but at that moment the area was enveloped in some kind of darkness.
“We are not just reckless brutes who only know how to fight and kill. Lord of Darkness, Yunas, the Void Mist is yours to handle.”
The boundless darkness gained its own consciousness, transforming into a gigantic dark humanoid who crossed its arms toward the allied forces, unleashing boundless waves of darkness.
Unknown life forms wandering in the universe gaze at other life forms with their crimson pupils, then vanish in an instant. Countless swift blades, like the scythe of death, indiscriminately reap all life.
The mysterious figure in black robes transcended the barriers of space, unleashing a series of powerful punches that created a vacuum in front of him.
But this fighting force is far from enough—
Destructive magic erupted from the current Demon King, bringing crimson lightning that dissolved the black fluctuations.
The cage of space and force field restrained Yunas, who was slaughtering indiscriminately, while his huge, crimson pupils silently watched the golden-haired elf.
The elderly Monkey King (from High School DxD) and the young and beautiful Son Goku (from Aria the Scarlet Ammo) wield their golden cudgels and smash into the illusory mist.
"So, we couldn't stop them after all. Well then—"
Even after seeing that his own fighting force had been stopped, Tsukishiro Doman remained calm.
He reached out his hand towards the inverted figure in the sky, then slammed it down on the ground.
"Appear, former four ancient gods, now followers of the gods—"
"C'Thun, the Thousand-Eyed Demon!"
"The day I awaken will be the day you die!"
Enormous pupils stood atop an octopus-like giant body, and terrifying tentacles tore through the earth, breaking free from their restraints.
"The Thousand-Headed Demon—Yashaji!"
"Release your hatred, unleash your anger!"
The head, composed of countless tentacles, grew a gaping maw filled with malice, and the ram's horn-like appendages on the sides of the skull further accentuated this evil.
"N'Zoth, the Thousand-Bearded Demon!"
"I want to devour all the essence!"
The ancient god of the corrupted nightmares hides beneath boundless dark clouds, with only its endless tentacles waving wildly.
"Yoggsalon, the Demon of a Thousand Throats!"
"Succeed before the god of death!"
The giant mouth, resembling that of a Venus flytrap, is covered with countless hideous mouths; anyone with trypophobia would be terrified upon seeing it.
The ancient gods who once polluted the world are now unleashing their chaotic spiritual pollution without restraint, their incessant murmurs disrupting everyone's thoughts.
"Let's get started and clean the ground for God."
As a pseudonym (a smaller version) of a god, Tsukishiro Doman has every right to command these ancient gods.
"However, it's always better to have an extra layer of protection. Come on, ancient creation!"
The ultimate monster, fused with the blood of ancient creations (originally the most powerful minion in Hearthstone – 30/30), transformed into a meteorite capable of destroying continents, descending from the sky. Several mythical dragons roared, and the great crimson dragon god and the infinite dragon god led the dragon kings to meet the attack head-on.
"That's it—Super Shinra Tensei!"
Previously it was gravity, this time it's repulsion.
It felt as if every cell in my body was being torn into countless pieces, and a deadly repulsive force erupted here.
In reality, Leonard, who was next to Yue Shoudaoman, had been shattered into countless shadow fragments by the repulsive force, drifting away with the wind.
"As expected of His remnants of humanity, he is indeed powerful. So—"
"Turn around and create the Samadhi of Fire!"
The numerous Holy Grails provided endless magical power, and the roaring blue flame dragon swept in with an aura that could devour the heavens and the earth.
The white-haired woman in the cheongsam had a burning flame in her eyes.
"I told you, this is the end, Tsukishiro Dōman!"
The hosts of the Crimson Dragon Emperor and the White Dragon Emperor activated a complete ban on hand techniques, immediately unleashing fists that had been multiplied many times over.
"Don't underestimate me, you mere God-Slaying Tool!"
He spoke with a ferocious grin, the malice of the stars reflected in his star-like pupils.
"Feel the stars' hatred—"
"To become a sacrifice to an illusion—"
"Forbidden - An endless cycle of malice!"
The malice of the stars is poured into that illusory realm of reincarnation. The malice of this planet itself is so immense that it is enough to wear down the souls and spirits of all those who are affected by it under endless cycles of torment.
My profession is that of a psychologist!
"Twilight Lance - Radiance!"
A domineering male voice resounded, and the spear that slays gods unleashed terrifying power at this moment, as the consciousness of the God of the Bible began to manifest.
"Those dead, worthless gods, don't come back to life! Just go back to your graves!"
Fragments of shadow flew in from all directions, enveloping Cao Cao, who was holding the Holy Spear.
"Get away!"
The cool female voice contained the magic of the world, and the power of words allowed the two to escape the malicious cycle of illusions.
At this moment, the Holy Lance's power broke free from the shackles of the shadows, and Cao Cao, wielding the Holy Lance, pointed the spear tip at Tsukishiro Doman.
At this moment, the others also surrounded Tsukishiro Doman, and a terrifying pressure was concentrated on Tsukishiro Doman's body.
"Haha, hahahahahaha—I didn't expect you all to come. Perfect, how can a god's descent not have enough spectators?"
Facing these powerful figures, Tsukishiro Doman let out a maniacal laugh.
It was harsh and sharp.
"Stop, Moon Guardian! The whole world has united; your divine descent is doomed to fail!"
Joan of Arc and her blonde sister stood up and offered their final words of advice to their friend.
"Stop...? No, I'll—"
Super-Level Magic/Super-Ego Miracle: Time Stop
The one standing at the door then waved his hand, stopping Tsukishiro Doman's hand from pressing the switch.
An invisible spatial fluctuation transferred the pocket watch into the pope's hands.
"ended."
The ethereal voice revealed all the innermost thoughts, and Tsukishiro Doman's expression strangely returned to calm.
In the pupils of the stars, the stars began to move among themselves.
"The end? No, this is just the beginning. Do you think all the Philosopher's Stones stored up in the Order have been used up? And—"
“I don’t think I’ve ever told you this before, but I’m not actually a believer in Him.”
The stars are moving faster and faster.
"I am a false incarnation of a god walking among mortals—"
"I am a false one who sings the praises of God's true name—"
“I am His incarnation.”
The stars gradually began to align themselves.
"Nani!"
"An incarnation of God!"
"His role is probably something like a beacon; take him out immediately!"
"Please wait, gentlemen! I beg you, give me a chance. I want to ask Xiaodao one last question!"
The girl's pleading cry made everyone silently begin to gather their strength.
They acquiesced to the girl's final question to him.
Riko Mine was panting heavily, her fair cheeks flushed red from the intense exercise, like a ripe apple, making one want to prprprprpr.
"Xiaodao, tell me—was everything you did before just a pretense? Helping Oleander, the interactions at the base, and agreeing to my date request—was it all fake?!"
Tears appeared at the edge of her eyes.
She gazed with her reddish-brown eyes at the man who had once saved her in her time of need, while Joan of Arc, who had stepped back, took a few steps forward at that moment.
He looked at his friend, habitually pushed up his glasses, then remembered that his glasses had just been thrown away, and then smiled smugly.
“I can swear on the guy above me that everything I did was my own will, and He didn’t interfere with me at all.”
He disdains it, and he's too lazy to do it.
"Really? Really... Thank you, and—"
"Goodbye."
Colorless liquid slowly flowed from his eyes, and a dazzling halo overwhelmed everything.
And at that very moment, the moment when the stars returned to their places had already arrived.
The stars were arranged in the correct positions, and the great and ancient gods, transcending time, awoke from their endless slumber.
—This moment is the ultimate moment;
—This is the ultimate moment!
—All things will let out a scream that penetrates the soul, and the world will feel the most primal tremor!
—Holy, holy!
—Cheer, cheer, cheer!
—Go all out and celebrate!
—Because you are blessed, you are saved!
Everything the prophet spoke of will come to pass; the word of God is the future!
This world will become a supreme paradise! Supreme happiness will overwhelm us all!
—God has descended!
The footsteps that shake the world grow ever clearer.
That was far more than just striking the depths of the soul; it struck a far deeper, more unseen place...
—The inverted figure exudes the deepest darkness, revealing the great true form.
A soft light shone upon all things, and the sacred cross began to turn.
—The nameless god reversed, the unknown god upright.
When the figure of God returned to its rightful place, they all looked up, unable to look away.
The eyeballs, retina, nerves, blood, and cells all seemed to have gained their own consciousness, fervently worshipping the arrival of God.
"I am coming."
God's declaration was spoken truthfully.
All those who were inspired experienced the ultimate happiness at this moment; tears and physical movements could not adequately describe this profound sense of bliss.
So they died happily, their frail souls unable to bear such immense happiness.
But, but——