The owner of the voice was utterly consumed by unparalleled fury in the end.
Having completely lost faith in that "King," they began to rely on their own power—to build the temple, to gather the bands of light, to overturn everything.
Countless voices merged into a torrent that devoured all, sweeping through without restraint.
It left countless spectators awestruck, their souls trembling with fear.
Too much hatred, too much stubbornness, too much rage... a fury so vast that even the ocean could not quench it.
All of it was laid bare without restraint.
Even someone as formidable as Nameless paled slightly upon feeling this wrath firsthand.
The onlookers watching the footage also visibly tensed—
[Damn, are these voices the 72 Demon Gods?]
[Here's the question: why are they angry at the King? Shouldn't the Demon Gods have been hostile to humanity from the start?]
[The temple they're building must be the Time Temple… and the bands of light are definitely the ones encircling the sky!]
[Those bands of light are equivalent to hundreds of millions of King Arthurs unleashing their full power simultaneously. The energy is unimaginable—could they have been preparing for this since 3,000 years ago?]
[The 72 Demon Gods, King Solomon, the Demon God King… what the hell happened between them?]
...
In the living room.
Roya clicked her tongue in amazement. "As expected of the Seventh Singularity where Tiamat exists—so many crucial clues revealed at once!"
"Indeed. It feels like the relationship between the Demon Gods and King Solomon is even more peculiar than we imagined," Illya nodded.
All the scattered clues from the previous Singularities now converged at this moment.
The reason for building the temple was laid bare—
Sheer anger and hatred toward the "King."
Miyu suddenly spoke thoughtfully, "Did you notice the impression King Solomon gave in the Fourth Singularity earlier?"
"Oh, that King who got tired of reading and took a piss in the Singularity?"
Roya carefully recalled.
In the Fourth Singularity, after Nameless and the others successively defeated Nikola Tesla, Matou Zouken, and the corrupted King Arthur, King Solomon abruptly descended.
He openly mocked and belittled them, treating them like insignificant insects.
Roya frowned and replied, "Just an arrogant, cruel bastard."
"But the 'King' being accused here kept smiling, utterly passive no matter what!" Miyu said gravely.
"Ah, you're right!"
Illya suddenly realized.
A completely different impression.
The King who appeared in the Fourth Singularity was a genuine mastermind, intent on annihilating humanity.
But here, the "King" being accused seemed more like a puppet—
Devoid of any self.
Miyu nodded. "Exactly. It feels like the King Solomon from before and the 'King' being accused now are two entirely different people."
"Indeed. As Sherlock Holmes said, after eliminating all impossibilities, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth."
Roya pondered thoughtfully, "So, what exactly happened to King Solomon that turned him into the Demon God King? After winning the Holy Grail War, what wish did he make? And where is the true mastermind behind all this?"
If they could figure out what wish he had made, perhaps they could unravel everything.
Unfortunately, [Alaya] kept dropping hints without ever giving a straight answer.
How infuriating.
She was dying to see that Demon God King get utterly crushed, mercilessly beaten down and annihilated by Nameless.
Why couldn't such an angelic little wish be granted?
"Maybe he just went to school out of boredom," Souma casually remarked from the side.
"Pfft, as if the mighty Demon God King who ignited human history would willingly become an ordinary student?"
Roya rolled her eyes.
This shut-in really had the wildest imagination—nothing but nonsense.
She scoffed, "Even if the Demon God King were defeated but not completely destroyed, Nameless would keep him under constant surveillance and suppression. There's no way he'd ever be free!"
"Then Nameless could just supervise him while he attends school," Souma replied with unshakable calm.
Roya stared at him in bewilderment. "Uh, why are you so obsessed with school?"
How bizarre.
Could anyone actually want to go to school?
Back when she was a student, all she ever thought about was skipping class, staying home, and gaming all day.
As long as she had internet, food, and some gacha money, she could happily be a shut-in for life!
"Is school really that bad?" Souma countered.
Seriously, after all the brutal battles he'd fought, wasn't a peaceful, ordinary life the whole point?
To be just a regular high school student in the perfectly ordinary city of Fuyuki, living a perfectly ordinary daily life?
"Of course it's bad! School is practically a prison—how could anyone like it?"
Roya answered with absolute conviction. "If the Demon God King really was forced to attend school under Nameless' watch, the moment he broke free from his seal, he'd definitely find a way to take revenge on Nameless!"
School was already a prison, and to have a warden like Nameless personally keeping watch—who could possibly endure that?
"Ah, well, then Nameless will just have to defeat Him again," Souma replied with a calm expression.
No matter what, he just wanted to live his ordinary life. No one was allowed to disrupt it.
Even if the brat fully unleashed his power, he would spare no effort to defeat him completely!
And then.
Lock him in a dark room and educate him until he gave up on destroying humanity!
Beside them, Illya and Miyu exchanged glances, sensing an inexplicable sense of dissonance.
Were these two... actually telling the truth?
One was Nameless, the guardian of human history, the savior of the world.
The other... could he really be the Demon God King, the one who ignited human history and sought to destroy the world?
No, no, that was just too bizarre!
Illya couldn't even begin to imagine that her everyday best friend could secretly be the ultimate big bad.
She still remembered the first time she met him—he had been a genuine little angel.
Kind, adorable, gentle, considerate—every wonderful trait could be found in him.
He would eagerly volunteer to clean the classroom, help the teachers with tasks, and patiently assist classmates in need.
His popularity at school was sky-high, earning him the title of the universally acknowledged perfect little angel.
But then, one day.
The little angel fell from grace. The kindness, warmth, and gentleness vanished, replaced by laziness, apathy, indifference, and greed.
From a little angel, he had degenerated into a fallen angel!
At the time, Illya knew the reason for his downfall was simple—he had stumbled onto the inescapable path known as gaming!
From then on, he transformed into a gacha warrior, no longer the little angel who once wished to bring happiness to the world.
Instead, he would frequently lose his temper, as if he wanted nothing more than to burn the world to ashes.
Could this... also be the Demon God King's fault?
The atmosphere in the living room grew strangely tense.
The video continued playing.
Noticing Nameless's slightly pale complexion, Mash quickly asked, "Senpai, are you okay? You don't look well."
"I'm fine. I just... recalled something from the past," Nameless replied, forcing a light tone.
At that moment.
From atop his throne, Gilgamesh spoke calmly, "Judging by your expression, you've already realized something, haven't you?"
"I know," Nameless answered quietly.
What he had just witnessed were events that had truly happened.
More real than anything else, watching them was akin to facing the overwhelming fury of those mighty beings firsthand.
"This Tablet of Destinies was recorded by me after my return from the abyss—visions of the future I glimpsed unconsciously."
Gilgamesh's expression was distant. "It is a clue left behind by the man who called himself the King of Mages, seeking the incineration of human history. Whether you wish to or not, you will eventually have to face it."
Once.
After Nameless and Enkidu had left, he had been terrified of death.
In search of the herb of immortality, he had journeyed to the underworld.
Not as a king, nor as a hero—just an ordinary man, afraid of dying.
When he finally found the herb that granted eternal life, the sense of triumph, the joy, had filled his entire being.
And yet.
On the very last day, as he prepared to cleanse himself and return in glory, the herb was stolen by a mere snake.
The dream of immortality had shattered in an instant.
After a lifetime of striving, he had gained it—only to lose it in the end.
Even after losing everything, he still had to face tomorrow.
From that moment on, he had undergone a complete transformation, becoming the wise king praised by all.
Gilgamesh gazed at the other: "Raise your head, Fujimaru Ritsuka. No matter how terrifying the calamities ahead may be, as long as you stand there, it is the right path!"
Having lost Nameless and Enkidu, he had come to understand many things.
The last Master of humanity before him clearly represented mankind's ultimate hope.
As long as this person lived, humanity had hope!
"Thank you," Nameless said earnestly.
After this segment.
The video noticeably began accelerating.
Scenes from the previous "Absolute Demonic Front" video flashed by rapidly, showing only key moments.
Amidst these swiftly passing images—
Nameless's voice resonated:
[I witnessed the guardian of the Blazing Gate turn to stone]
[The Masked King's eightfold leap with a flash of heavenly steel]
[Unsealed mystic eyes clashing in awakened brilliance]
...
This was from the battle against the Demonic Beast Goddess.
Minamoto no Yoshitsune bravely faced the divine, launching her ultimate challenge.
"As long as children a thousand years hence still admire me, Ushiwakamaru, I shall fight with everything I have!"
The fearless maiden ultimately dissolved into streams of light.
Leonidas too raised his shield, leading three hundred Spartan warriors against the Demonic Beast Goddess.
With mortal flesh, they dealt her grievous wounds.
Had the goddess not possessed the Holy Grail, she truly would have been defeated!
The images continued flashing—
[Azure seas covered by world-ending black tides]
[The celestial goddess condensing stars into arrows of light]
[Even the sun's scorching flames fell upon the earth]
[Sealing all within a temple of blood]
...
The original Three Goddess Alliance.
Now, moved by Nameless, began protecting humanity at all costs.
Even the so-called "useless goddess" Ishtar unleashed a conceptual strike of Venus to halt the advance of the Human Order's Evils.
Quetzalcoatl's full-powered blow created a spectacle like a meteor striking the earth.
Ana transformed into the Demonic Beast Goddess Gorgon, using the Blood Fortress to shatter the Evils' horn, grounding them forever.
[The primordial mother-god advanced under the King's cannonade]
[Yet bound by chains forged from human form]
[The underworld goddess dragged the mortal realm into the abyss]
[Where even death's domain could bloom with vibrant flowers]
[Guiding souls to the gardens of paradise]