In Nameless's final farewell.
Doctor Roman smiled broadly: "Alright, I'll be waiting for you to treat me to strawberry cake; don't back out!"
This was the final battle.
Once this fight was over, they could welcome a time of rest and happiness.
Spirit transfer activated.
Nameless and Mash's figures completely disappeared from Chaldea.
The audience gasped in astonishment—
[Damn, after this battle… this is a classic flag!]
[It feels like Doctor Roman is prepared for some kind of sacrifice, and Nameless is too!]
[Mash is also prepared; she clearly has only a few months left to live, yet she still resolutely steps onto the battlefield!]
[Sigh, facing the final BOSS is clearly a matter of ten deaths and no life; how can they possibly defeat it?]
[So, what exactly does Doctor Roman want? To stab Nameless in the back or to assist in protecting human history?]
…
This kind of dialogue was the final farewell.
It meant they had no confidence whatsoever in returning alive!
The so-called resolve was to embrace the preparation for certain death while pursuing a glimmer of hope!
Under the audience's tense and excited gazes.
On the screen.
The scene suddenly became dreamlike and distorted, filled with noise and chaos.
A voice spoke in fury: "What we see is unspeakable slaughter, what we hear is unbearable noise."
"In the King's clairvoyant eyes that pierce past and future, all truths are engraved!"
"King: I lack the ability to close my eyes. We: We lack the ability to cover our ears."
Slaughter, betrayal, hatred, cowardice, vileness...
Endless ugliness and chaos wantonly displayed across the screens.
Even the viewers separated by screens felt mental agony from the impact.
"Ugly! Ugly! Ugly! Ugly..."
Countless blood-red characters spelling [UGLY] flooded the entire display.
Allowing every viewer to feel the speaker's overwhelming wrath.
A terrifying fury sufficient to incinerate the entire world.
The voice's owner continued angrily—
"Being forced to witness such ugliness, the desire to resolve it is only natural."
"But how? Even if we purge the filth, humanity will birth new corruption!"
"As long as life exists, this error can never be corrected!"
The speaker's anger intensified.
Their fury erupted like a volcano.
"Then let us begin anew!"
"Not from history's start, not from time's origin, but from 'nothingness' itself!"
"We plan to recreate this planet from scratch, requiring vast amounts of kindling as fuel."
"This fuel cannot be found anywhere on Earth—we must burn away all of the past!"
"Second by second, minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day, month by month, year by year, century by century... we regress through time while collecting the heat from every life consumed."
"Using three thousand years of human history as the ultimate fuel to achieve my grand undertaking!"
Through this narration, the truth behind igniting human history was finally revealed.
Namely:
They loathed humanity's ugliness, raged against the King's inaction.
And resolved to personally create an eternal new world without end.
For this, they willingly spent three thousand years preparing, igniting three millennia of human history.
To amass sufficient energy to return to Earth's birth 4.6 billion years ago and overthrow everything.
To remake the planet!
A plan so grandiose it stunned all who heard it.
Though villains, their ambition left audiences speechless with awe.
Not mere killing, not simple destruction.
But using infinite annihilation to forge rebirth.
To create an eternal new Earth!
The speaker's voice grew increasingly impassioned—
"Oh my brethren scattered across this land."
"Engrave our wrath into this planet's life sequences, providing trails for future generations to follow!"
"Erect the temple! Overlay the bands of light!"
"To destroy human order, we require all resources!"
"To erase human order, we require all time!"
"As long as we never stop, we shall reach the final singularity."
"Here stands the King of Mages, here stands our throne, its name—"
"Hope!"
The voice declared everything.
Their plan, their grand work, all revealed without reservation.
The scene shifted.
Returning to Nameless and Mash's perspective.
Spiritron transfer complete.
The two opened their eyes.
Nameless murmured softly, "What an incredibly grand yet audacious plan this is!"
His words resonated deeply with countless viewers.
Igniting human history, recreating the Earth—each step was nothing short of earth-shattering.
Da Vinci said gravely, "As expected, this is indeed the Temple of Time, permeated with the aura of the Beasts of Calamity known as the Evils of Humanity!"
Just then.
A familiar voice rang out.
A man dressed in green clothing, wearing a green hat, appeared before them.
With clear mockery in his tone, he said, "Not bad, your senses have sharpened somewhat. I suppose I should commend you for managing to overcome the seven Singularities through sheer luck."
The moment he appeared, the barrage of comments exploded—
[The Crowned Bomber has arrived! The earlier explosion at Chaldea nearly wiped them out in one fell swoop!]
[This guy hid way too well, acting as a mole within Chaldea all along! Out of 48 Masters, he took out 47, forcing Nameless to save the world alone!]
[If Romani Archaman really is Solomon, how could Lev have stayed by his side all this time without recognizing him?]
[Hard to say. Maybe Romani and Lev were playing good cop, bad cop—one destroying Chaldea, the other saving it!]
[If that's the case, then King Solomon really knows how to have fun!]
In the living room.
Roya was brimming with curiosity. "So, is Romani Archaman really King Solomon, the one who destroyed humanity?"
The series of clues revealed by [Alaya] all pointed—no, outright declared—the connection between Romani Archaman and King Solomon.
The question was:
Why would he wholeheartedly stay at Chaldea and assist Nameless in protecting humanity?
It was too bizarre.
Most importantly.
As the Demon God Flauros, did Professor Lev ever realize his true identity?
Roya grew even more puzzled. "Professor Lev and Romani spent every day together. There's no way he didn't recognize him, right? Unless he's blind!"
"Is it possible that Lev genuinely didn't recognize him?" Souma replied.
This Demon God, aside from bearing the title of [Crowned Bomber], also held another moniker—
[Crowned Blind Man]
Despite frantically searching for the King Solomon he followed, he spent ten years side by side with him without ever realizing it.
Now that's truly blind!
Roya firmly rejected the idea. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
This was her core evidence that the two must have known each other, playing the roles of good and evil in tandem.
King Solomon was the master of the 72 Demon Gods, their spiritual leader.
How could a Demon God fail to recognize his own king standing right beside him?
Unless he was blind!
Meaning, the two were absolutely putting on an act.
Their performances were so flawless, it was as if they genuinely didn't know each other—utterly devoid of any pretense!
Souma watched the brat with amusement. "So, why do you think Romani chose to help Chaldea?"
"He's definitely acting, treating everyone like fools to toy with!" Roya declared with certainty. "Given King Solomon's twisted sense of humor, it's absolutely possible!"
He had already succeeded in igniting human history, effectively destroying humanity.
With his plan nearing completion, he had time to spare—naturally, he'd toy with humans like a cat playing with mice.
After all.
He never tired of repeatedly chatting with Mashu, trying to persuade the little Shielder to defect.
Unfortunately, Mashu's love for her Senpai Nameless ran too deep—she would never betray him.
Miyu suddenly ventured to say, "Is there a possibility that the relationship between Dr. Roman and the Demon God King is like that of Enkidu and Gorgon?"
"Eh, that seems very likely!" Illya exclaimed in surprise.
In the Singularity of Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia.
The Demon God King collected the remnants of Enkidu's body and handed them over to Tiamat, creating the new Chains of Heaven, Gorgon, to assist in the destruction of humanity.
Yet the original Enkidu willingly sacrificed themselves alongside Nameless to sever the connection between gods and humans.
Such starkly different outcomes, stemming from the same body but not the same person.
Souma didn't say much, merely giving Miyu an approving look.
As expected of the most rational and intelligent among the three lolis—she was truly adept at uncovering truths from the details.
Buzz~
At that moment, Souma suddenly felt his pants shift slightly.
It was Enkidu, coiled around his body, protesting at being compared to the Demon God King.
Souma quickly reached down to pat them, soothing them like a little kitten.
They couldn't afford to move recklessly now.
Since they were pretending to be a belt, they had to keep up the act.
What if they suddenly transformed from a belt into a beautiful girl?
That would be far too awkward to explain.
Roya, munching on watermelon, tilted her head in thought. "The relationship between Enkidu and Gorgon? That really might be the case. After all, the difference in Solomon's behavior before and after is just too extreme!"
One was the puppet king whom all the Demon Gods accused of being "incompetent," "only smiling," and "indifferent."
The other was the petty king who mocked Nameless without restraint, freely indulging in his own emotions.
Such a massive gap made it impossible to believe they were the same person.
They were likely two different individuals!
Roya set down her spoon, growing even more curious. "So, what exactly is Dr. Roman trying to do? And where is the other King Solomon?"
"You'll know once you finish watching the video," Souma replied calmly.
Once the video ended, the brat would undoubtedly recover all her lost memories.
And that would be when the greatest crisis arrived.
He could only hope they would make it through.
The video continued.
On the screen, he was staring at the Demon God with utter disgust: "Professor Lev. Or should I say, Demon God Flauros!"
"Well, well, the last Master of humanity. Long time no see."
Professor Lev gazed at him with a smile. "You actually made it here. I must say, your efforts truly make me feel—"
"Disgusted!"
His smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a revolted expression as if he had swallowed a fly, brimming with undisguised killing intent.
Facing his hostile glare, Nameless simply smiled. "It's an honor to disgust you."
The more your enemy despises you, the more it proves your excellence!
Professor Lev's loathing deepened. "How utterly repulsive! Why can't you just die obediently? Is even such a simple thing beyond you?"
"I just want to live, that's all," Nameless replied calmly.
The so-called struggle and fight were purely for survival.
To live freely and happily!
At that moment.
Mash asked curiously, "Professor Lev, did you join Chaldea just to destroy humanity?"
Dr. Roman chimed in as well, "I'd like to know too. It's thanks to the Sheba you developed that we even made it here. It's hard to believe you're Solomon's subordinate!"
Meanwhile, Da Vinci also pressed for answers, wanting to understand why he had sided with the King of Mages.
"Hmph, I was actually on humanity's side at first."
Professor Lev looked at them with mockery. "But it was completely unnecessary! Because, three thousand years ago, I was already the King of Mages' subordinate!"
This grand plan had been set in motion three millennia ago.
Each Demon God Pillar was a seed sown across the earth.
They hid among humanity, nurturing geniuses among them.
"The Grand Order. This is the rule established by the King of Mages for this very moment."
Lev spread his arms, speaking with fanaticism. "And we magi have survived through the ages precisely for this moment!"
"Then, in 2016, when I realized I was a Demon God Pillar, your history was already doomed!"
The seventy-two Demon Gods became seventy-two mage families, passed down through human history.
They engraved the Grand Order into their DNA, into their very souls, all for this moment.
Then.
Professor Lev glared at them furiously. "We've gathered enough resources. Why are you still clinging to life? Why?"
His gaze locked onto Dr. Roman.
His voice seethed with rage. "Because someone deceived my Clairvoyance and slipped past me! Isn't that right, Dr. Roman?"
"Eh, me?"
Dr. Roman was taken aback.
He was just an ordinary person—why was he being singled out like this?
"Hah, I underestimated you. Or rather, you deliberately played the fool in front of me?"
Professor Lev's anger grew. "To think I once considered you a friend. Medicine can't save humanity, but magecraft can destroy it!"
"Give up. You can't do anything. Everything you've done is futile!"
The doctor's bewildered expression only fueled his fury.
It was this man who had stubbornly assisted Nameless in obstructing their plans.
The audience couldn't help but burst into laughter—
[Damn, I'm certain now—this guy really can't see the connection between Romani and King Solomon!]
[Case closed! It's not an act; Lev is genuinely blind!]
[True, we're already in King Solomon's Reality Marble. There's no need for pretense anymore.]
[Tsk, once the doctor reveals his true identity, the guy's gonna suffer a fatal blow. Might he end up like Tristan and gouge his own eyes out?]
[But it also shows how masterful the doctor's disguise is—even a mighty Demon God was fooled! What exactly is he scheming?]
...
In the real Chaldea.
Gilgamesh couldn't hold back his laughter: "Hahaha! This is too hilarious! How can a Demon God be this blind?"
This is just too absurd.
The king you worship and follow is standing right in front of you—how can you not recognize him?
"Hahaha! We find this utterly ridiculous as well! The height of absurdity!" Qin Shi Huang joined in the laughter.
A mighty Demon God, yet unable to recognize the very king it serves.
From start to finish, it's been relentlessly hostile toward its own king, going to extreme lengths to eliminate him.
Gilgamesh clutched his stomach: "If the other 71 Demon Gods find out about this, they'd definitely gang up and beat him to a pulp!"
"Indeed, his blindness is beyond belief. Might as well donate those eyes!" Qin Shi Huang nodded in agreement.
It had been a long time since they'd laughed this heartily.
Both Qin Shi Huang and the King of Heroes were laughing until their sides ached.
Sandwiched between them, Romani couldn't muster even a hint of a smile.
Only endless embarrassment remained.
Humiliating!
This is utterly humiliating!
And you still want to serve under me? No wonder I abandoned you lot.
No matter how grand and domineering your earlier words were, they've now turned into a live comedy act.
Can't you see even the bystanders—the King of Heroes and Qin Shi Huang—are laughing themselves silly?
Romani grew increasingly worried.
This is just the beginning, inside the Reality Marble of the Temple of Time. Even more embarrassing moments await.
By then, who knows how many people will be mocking him mercilessly.
This is a complete disaster!
Under his anxious gaze.
On the screen.
Nameless suddenly looked at the enemy with pity: "Professor Lev... have you really looked at the doctor properly?"
You've worked side by side for a decade.
Yet, why? Why can't you see it?
Truly.
The Crown of Blindness!
Da Vinci also regarded him calmly: "Lev, you could never see through Romani. This man didn't trust anyone until I arrived!"
"Without knowing the reason, without knowing who the enemy was... he willingly devoted his entire life to stave off the end."
"Ten years without a single minute of rest!"
Da Vinci's voice grew fiercer with each word.
Not out of hatred, but condemnation—for how little he valued himself.
He struggled alone, never relying on others.
Da Vinci glanced at the doctor beside her and scoffed: "He mastered every skill, reaching the realm of omnipotence as a mere mortal!"
Despite being an ordinary man, he poured everything into relentless study, becoming a prodigy in others' eyes.
By age 22, he headed Chaldea's Medical Department.
Then, after the catastrophic explosion, he became Chaldea's acting director and supreme commander!
"Hmph, of course I was wary of that guy, which is why I planned to have him die in the explosion!"
Lev glared at Nameless with undisguised hostility and disgust: "Even that was ruined by this damn Master's interference!"
"Well, that really wasn't my fault. Blame fate instead." Nameless spread his hands.
Back then, he had just arrived at Chaldea and hadn't even processed the situation yet.
The explosion started almost immediately after his summoning, nearly taking him out along with everything else.
Lev looked at the doctor with utter disdain: "Heh, so much for 'not taking a single minute's rest.' In reality, this guy was always watching virtual idol Merlin and sneaking off to his room to slack off while eating cake!"
"Hey hey, how do you even know that?"
Doctor Roman was instantly shocked.
This was supposed to be the most serious, most critical final battle—how could his secrets be exposed like this?
"Because I am the Demon God Flauros! One of the 72 Pillars, the Demon God who governs intelligence!"
Lev proudly revealed his true identity.
As a Demon God Pillar specializing in intelligence gathering, he had long since investigated every corner of Chaldea—there were no blind spots left.
He had once believed humanity held hope, which was why he resisted assimilation by the Demon Gods for so long.
But the inhumane, forbidden human experiments conducted by the former director made him abandon that delusion entirely.
Now, he only wanted to destroy humanity!
"At present, our King is slightly preoccupied. After all, in just a few more hours, the grand undertaking will be complete!"
Professor Lev sneered mockingly: "I originally thought I could just ignore you all, but since this was my mistake, I'll stay here and wipe you out completely!"
"You absolutely cannot reach the Throne. I'll prove it to you right now!"
Just then.
The entire screen suddenly glitched out.
The video abruptly turned pitch black.
As if... the connection had been cut???
Countless spectators instantly erupted—
[Holy shit, Lev is this OP? He can even make Alaya disconnect?!]
[Damn, no wonder he was so confident about stopping Nameless from reaching the Throne—he had this trick up his sleeve!]
[This isn't just regular OP—he straight-up physically cut our connection! If the video doesn't play, of course we can't reach the Throne!]
[Damn it, so it was cut for everyone! I thought it was just me!]
[Connection to network lost. Retry? Click "Exit" to return to video title! (010101)]