---o---
Within the Moon (Type-Moon Universe), there exist entities known as "Beasts."
Beasts are great disasters rejected by Human History, totaling seven great Evils of Humanity.
The Evil of Humanity refers to the various disasters that threaten the history of primates and seek to destroy them.
They are born from the civilization of primates. As the civilization of primates develops, they grow stronger and stronger, yet they destroy civilization from the inside of society. They are existences akin to cancer cells.
As the only Beast to fully mature, the Beast of Pity named Goetia possessed a Spirit Origin of a scale that could only be called terrifying.
And the source of that Spirit Origin was his achievement.
The incineration of the Human Order. The attempt to reach the genesis of the planet to replace the planet itself. An achievement that surpassed all gods.
The Noble Phantasm manifested from that achievement is Ars Almadel Salomonis.
—The Time of Birth Has Come, He Is the One Who Masters All.
As if a second sun had risen within this world, terrifying heat permeated the Divine Realm belonging to Mithra.
[The Time of Birth Has Come, He Is the One Who Masters All (Ars Almadel Salomonis)]
Rank: EX
Type: Anti-Unit (Human Order) Noble Phantasm
A band of light announcing the end of humanity. At first glance, it looks like a halo surrounding the Earth, but in reality, it is an aggregate of hundreds of millions of beams of light.
Because it is an existence that converts all of human history into heat, by gathering hundreds of millions of these bands of light, accelerating, and converging them, it is even possible to achieve time travel across vast eons.
The scale of that heat far exceeds what is required to incinerate a planet.
Imagine the heat generated after a planet is completely burned to ash, all compressed together.
Then, magnify that several times, or even dozens of times.
That was the scene now displayed before the King of the End.
The faces of Verethragna and Mithra changed abruptly.
They had already prepared their tactics with the worst-case scenarios in mind to slay this Child of the Sage.
Mithra had even considered the possibility of dying in battle.
However, facts proved that they had still underestimated the terrifying degree of the enemy.
This guy was far more troublesome than they had imagined.
Mithra's face was gloomier than ever before.
He could sense that the heat of the halo in the sky could completely incinerate a planet in a single instant!
What terrifying power.
Even the gods of primitive mythology would require a massive amount of preparation to produce an equivalent effect.
Mithra couldn't help but grip the Divine Sword of Salvation tighter.
This was their greatest reliance.
Without this divine sword, whose upper limit was tearing apart stars, they wouldn't even be qualified to be enemies with this opponent.
"Did you have fun attacking just now?"
The boy, having usurped Goetia's Noble Phantasm, stood beneath the halo of light, smiling nonchalantly.
"According to the rules of turn-based games, it should be my turn to strike back now, right?"
"Come, burn to ash like straw!"
As the boy's mocking voice rang out, the halo in the sky shone brighter than ever before.
Multiple bands of light detached from the halo in the sky, converging onto a single point, transforming into a spear of light that plummeted down.
Light condensed with human history as fuel. Light and heat carrying the aura of destruction descended from the heavens. Extreme high temperatures and endless light descended upon the mortal realm in an instant.
Then—
Like the Golden Crow falling in mythology.
Violent and scorching, drying up the earth, burning all things, an extinction event where all life vanishes crashed down.
BOOM—!!!
The atmosphere boiled, the land dissolved, and scorching pillars of fire rushed into the clouds. Everything seemed to evaporate under the searing high temperature, vanishing without a trace.
Shockwaves defying common sense expanded without limit. The additionally generated wind pressure rampaged across the riddled earth, crushing whatever surrounding matter had not yet been burned to ash.
"Do not be so arrogant, spawn of Prometheus!!"
Roaring like a dragon, the man in his prime holding the divine sword bellowed.
Immediately after, the brave Hero's entire body emitted a brilliant platinum radiance.
The scorched earth in the vicinity was instantly shaved down countless layers, turning into an even more ruined wasteland.
The earth died; its essence completely perished.
Even if the battle were to subside, this place would become a lifeless, permanent wilderness. No matter how many years passed, not a single blade of grass would ever grow again.
He was squeezing the essence of the earth out of this Divine Realm!
In the next moment, the platinum blade tore through the atmosphere.
The atmosphere in the space was compressed to the other side in an instant, creating terrifying ripples.
Sword qi roared, thunder bellowed. Azure sword qi and blue lightning spanned heaven and earth, striking toward the falling sun in the distance.
Facing an attack that was completely outside the realm of God-Slayers, the King of the End—Mithra—simultaneously released the sword qi of the Divine Sword of Salvation and the Lightning of Salvation!
BOOM—————!!!!!
Accompanied by the sound of an explosion, the earth completely fell apart. A tide of wind carrying fire and thunder tore everything to pieces.
In an instant, the domain of the gods turned into purgatory.
The light and heat from the Omnipotent Halo (Ars Almadel Salomonis) collided with the thunder and sword qi of the Divine Sword of Salvation, vividly creating a hellscape.
Like cannonballs being fired, two figures were caught in the blast and sent flying, carving hundred-meter-long furrows into the ground.
They were Verethragna and Mithra.
The clash between the Divine Sword of Salvation and the Omnipotent Halo was too vicious; even those engaged in the battle were greatly affected.
However, the boy, whose body was wrapped in Ideal Fluid, avoided the possibility of being blown away by the shockwaves. In an instant, he appeared before the two gods.
Then—
He swung his fist at Verethragna, who held the identity of Śakra (Indra).
It was simply the simple action of pushing out a hand to strike the strongest expert.
But the power carried within it made Verethragna, who had not yet reacted, feel his blood run cold.
The brute force of the Bull incarnation, the impact of the Boar incarnation, the Vajra Divine Art from the Cult Leader Luo Hao...
Harmonized under the Ama-no-Murakumo Authority usurped from Susanoo, different characteristics of Authorities were fused together and blasted out in unison.
Like a planetary breath blowing from the sea surface toward the continent—this was the punching force of the Sage's Child.
If this fist struck mountains and rivers, they would instantly explode into powder.
If this immense force struck the ocean, it would surely shake the seas and trigger a tsunami hundreds of meters high.
What can I use to block this?
Before death descended, Verethragna thought rapidly.
No, this is absolutely unblockable.
So, I can only use that.
A severe expression flashed across the face of the Warlord, who possessed the incarnation known as the Ram—capable of recovering from any injury within a few hours.
Then—
Without any ability to resist, the Demon King's fist pierced through his chest.
Striking a vital point with such intense force directly blew a large hole in Verethragna's chest.
The Warlord retired here.
Before Mithra could swing his sword to relieve the siege, the boy abruptly entered God-Speed mode, breaking away from the range of the Divine Sword of Salvation.
"Do you have any other skills?"
The boy, having already sensed that the other King of the End was about to arrive at the battlefield, looked at the God-King opposite him, his voice cold.
"If not, you are going to die here right now."