Chapter 392: [392] I, the Demon God King, Goetia! [1]
The true final battle begins!
Nameless and all of Chaldea have fought through countless brutal battles, piercing through terrifying Singularities one after another.
Only now have they earned the right to stand before him!
From the initial Singularity F, to The Sacred Round Table Realm, The Absolute Demonic Front...
And even the numerous Sub-Singularities.
[Alaya] has only revealed a fraction of the truth—far more battles remain hidden within history.
This ultimate mastermind, along with his 72 Demon God Pillars, has wantonly distorted human history.
Creating Singularities one after another, plunging countless lives into ruin and despair.
Igniting the brilliance of human civilization, turning it all into fuel for his mad ambitions.
Unforgivable!
Unpardonable!
The young man raised his sword, pouring out his hatred and hostility.
All who witnessed it shared the same fury and loathing—
[As expected of the most imposing and destructive Beast of Humanity—even through the screen, it’s suffocating!]
[True, when he spoke earlier, I felt like the air around me froze—terrifying!]
[Sigh, if we’re this shaken just watching, how much pressure must Nameless be under facing Solomon directly?]
[From the previous info, Solomon supposedly has no emotions—so who is this guy?]
[Maybe Solomon’s evil side? Doesn’t matter—the truth will be revealed soon!]
...
In Academy City.
Tamamo-no-Mae eyed the Child of Nightmares suspiciously: "If Dr. Roman really is King Solomon, aren’t you worried about getting beaten to a pulp?"
This guy really had a death wish.
Pretending to be a virtual idol as [Magical☆Merlin], tricking that otaku doctor was one thing.
But why did he have to announce it publicly, nearly breaking the poor man’s spirit?
Seriously, could you be the reason he’s burning human history to remake the planet?
You know what they say online—
"The Earth has no place left for you—time to move to another planet or world."
But that’s just a joke.
Did King Solomon take it literally and decide to create a new world?
"Not worried. Once the video’s out, he won’t have time to come after me."
Merlin swung his pale legs carelessly, utterly unconcerned.
If anything,
He was downright gleeful at the chaos to come.
Given Solomon’s identity, once the truth was exposed, he’d be hunted by countless enemies.
Even if he wasn’t the true mastermind, the evil born from his corpse was inextricably tied to him.
Merlin’s smile widened with delight: "Most importantly, that guy’s just a doctor now—he doesn’t have the power to touch me. So I’ve got nothing to fear!"
What’s a mere otaku doctor gonna do? You think you’re still King Solomon?
If it weren’t for her earlier carelessness that allowed Nameless and the King of Heroes to capture her together, she would never have been turned into this ridiculous appearance.
As a child of nightmares and a candidate for Grand Caster, she possessed illusionary abilities that could be described as defying the heavens.
Even Tiamat, the Primordial Mother Goddess at the beginning, was affected by her illusions for a long time.
If she truly went all out, she could freely infiltrate anyone’s dreams.
With seven billion people on Earth, there would be absolutely no way to find her!
"Is that so? Then this concubine would like to see how that doctor reacts after the video is exposed," Tamamo-no-Mae laughed.
Not only was the trash nightmare a jester at heart.
As a fox spirit who loved to toy with the mortal world, she was an even more dedicated jester.
After witnessing all the vicissitudes of human life, she increasingly desired to manipulate even the Heroic Spirits in the palm of her hand.
Among the Heroic Spirits.
That Nameless one who walked through human history, standing at the pinnacle of Heroic Spirits and blessed by countless others, was the ultimate delicacy.
Conquering him would be equivalent to conquering the entire world.
Just the thought of it made her tremble with excitement.
Currently, the trash nightmare also had conflicts with Nameless, making a joint confrontation entirely possible.
However.
Tamamo-no-Mae was quite skeptical.
After the video finished playing, whether that doctor would regain his strength or not.
If he truly regained his power, she’d need to cut ties with this "Merlin the Heartless" first!
Then she could just sit back and watch him get beaten to a pulp!
Everyone could be a jester, and everyone could become the joke.
That was the essence of spectating!
On the screen.
The king sitting high upon his throne gazed down at Nameless and the others.
"To entertain guests who have come from afar is the joy of a king."
His voice echoed throughout the magnificent space: "However, in my eyes, humans are too ugly to warrant even the slightest mercy."
"Only endless anger remains—why couldn’t you just wait quietly for a few more minutes?"
The originally cold and haughty king.
Now spoke with tones and expressions filled with boundless fury.
This fire of rage was enough to burn the world to ashes.
He stepped down from his throne and pointed at the brilliant ring of light encircling the sky.
"Just wait a little longer, and the imaginary health insurance bureau we created—the [Ars Nova: Lightband Convergence Ring]—will achieve true success!"
King Solomon grew increasingly enraged.
After three thousand years of meticulous preparation, just when he was about to reap the final fruits of victory.
These ants had to come seeking death, attempting to destroy his grand plan!
"An imaginary first Noble Phantasm?"
Mashu voiced her confusion, "Could it be referring to the one from the 19th-century grimoire, The Lesser Key of Solomon?"
"Correct! Ars Nova represents the ultimate conclusion—a new magecraft that discards all that is ancient!"
King Solomon spread his arms wide, brimming with arrogance and confidence, "I possess three Noble Phantasms. Only a little more time is needed for the first to fully mature!"
"And the second Noble Phantasm is this Reality Marble—the Time Temple Solomon!"
This magnificent and colossal Reality Marble, independent of yet connected to all timelines.
Ranked as the second among his three Noble Phantasms.
"So this must be what you call the third Noble Phantasm?"
Mashu frowned as she looked up at the brilliant lightband: "According to Chaldea’s calculations, there exists no energy on Earth more magnificent than this lightband!"
"Could this be the incineration of the entire planet, the end of humanity, the execution of the Human Order Incineration Plan?"
It possessed energy so vast it defied imagination.
Enough to pierce through Earth and effortlessly annihilate everything.
"Mash, you’ve got it backwards," Nameless calmly interjected beside her. "It’s by burning away all of human history that this magnificent, colossal energy was condensed!"
Not using this energy to destroy humanity.
But rather, burning away human history to accumulate this energy!
"Hahaha, exactly! This planet-destroying magnitude of energy was contributed by you humans yourselves!"
King Solomon laughed uproariously. "We destroyed the foundation of human order, ignited all life and civilization, gathering every last remnant of your spiritual particles."
"Because Earth is singular - even burning the entire planet wouldn’t yield sufficient energy."
King Solomon’s smile grew increasingly delighted.
His booming laughter echoed throughout the space.
"But you humans are different. No matter how many times we destroy you, you always prosper again."
He mocked without restraint: "By creating singularities to dam the river of history, we can endlessly extract energy from the present into the past!"
"That luminous band you see above is the condensed essence of all human civilization - the crystallization of human history!"
The extraordinarily brilliant human history.
Tracing back six thousand years from the present, countless singularities existed within human history.
Every glorious era, under his wanton destruction, was completely ignited and condensed into that luminous band.
Terrifying to the point of awe.
Magnificent beyond comprehension.
Vast enough to be called miraculous.
Now, this mastermind shamelessly displayed his grand achievement.
Making every witness tremble to their very souls.
That resplendent band of light, crystallized from all of humanity’s glorious history - that’s why it shines so brilliantly!
"The glory of human history comes precisely from humanity’s struggle for survival through ignorance, creating civilization after parting ways with gods!"
Nameless stared coldly at his opponent: "You’re nothing but a thief, wantonly stealing the fruits of human civilization!"
Even facing this mastermind who ignited human history, he felt not an ounce of respect or awe.
Or rather.
His entire journey had been for this moment - to destroy this being and reclaim humanity’s future!
"Hahaha, what does it matter? You’re merely fuel for my ascension to the supreme throne."
Solomon laughed with unrestrained arrogance. "We never held any expectations for humanity. Since ugly creatures like you couldn’t accomplish it, we shall overcome everything."
"Now watch helplessly as you march toward miserable extinction!"
He wantonly wielded his invincible, monumental power to suppress the two weak opponents before him.
Under this terrifying might.
Mash instantly swung her shield with all her strength, positioning herself before Nameless.
Even while holding up her shield, Mashu felt as though she were completely defenseless, as if she could be erased at any moment.
How terrifyingly powerful.
More horrifying than any enemy they had encountered on their journey thus far!
Not even the Beasts of Humanity could compare.
Not even—
Not even the primordial mother goddess Tiamat from the Seventh Singularity could hold a candle to this.
That [Beast of Regression] had ultimately [self-sealed] over ninety percent of her power, far from her complete form.
But now.
The most terrifying, the most ultimate and complete Beast of Humanity was freely unleashing her overwhelming might.
Nameless glared at the enemy. "Hah, you fake—still unwilling to reveal your true self?"
"Hahaha, I am Solomon! At the very least, this body is!" The enemy laughed wildly.
"No, you can’t possibly be him! If the opposite of good is evil, and the opposite of evil is good, then Solomon is nothing!"
Nameless sneered. "He was nothing more than a pitiful puppet, devoid of any joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness!"
A being without a self, who never understood the meaning of living, who lacked even the capacity for desire.
A creature born to be king.
That Solomon was fundamentally different from King David, who rose from shepherd to monarch.
He was the child King David had offered to the gods.
Though he possessed divine and royal authority beyond measure, though he wielded the Clairvoyance to see past and future—he lacked even the most basic human emotions.
And so—
Nameless pointed his sword at the enemy. "You, who feel rage, mockery... and all these emotions—you’re nothing but a fraud!"
This time, with Nameless himself openly denying the enemy’s identity, the audience erupted into frenzied discussion—
[Damn, I knew he wasn’t the real King Solomon! Call me the Prophet!]
[Nameless: Audacious fiend, I saw through your disguise at a glance! Show your true form!]
[This is totally different from King Arthur becoming the Lion King—so someone stole Solomon’s identity!]
[I knew the Father of Magecraft, the Grand Caster, wouldn’t sabotage human history!]
[So who the hell is this guy? It can’t be those Demon Gods, right?]