Omniverse: The End Begins by Playing the Hero King

"Hmm? What is this?"

The situation on the field changed as magic circles appeared beneath the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons. They seemed identical to the magic circle King Solomon had just used, but upon closer inspection, there were differences.

Did this magic circle intend to drag the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons away?

Could it be that King Solomon couldn't hold on and had summoned someone else?

"This is also a summoning."

Odin, who was quite knowledgeable about incantations/spell formations, immediately analyzed the situation.

Someone else was also summoning the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons, intending to take them away.

Who could it be? The demon king Berial from Hell?

No, it wasn't him. It was someone from Heaven.

"Heh, this is getting interesting."

Zeus chuckled as well.

King Solomon was once known as the Son of God of that entity, and he should have greatly respected them...

Yet, in King Solomon's eyes, there was no such attitude, only a calm indifference.

Oh?

King Solomon further released his demonic power, and another magic circle was superimposed. Was he competing for the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons?

The capacity of a mere human was nowhere near enough to support such immense energy. What secret was hidden within this?

"Crack!"

The two superimposed magic circles shattered like two pieces of glass being crushed against each other, leaving the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons still on the arena stage.

In other words, the Sovereign?

"This—!!!"

Odin, the Overgod of Northern Europe, realized something and abruptly stood up.

"What is it, Master?"

"What happened, Master?"

The two crows on his shoulders, unable to maintain their footing due to his sudden movement, fell and hastily flapped their wings as they asked.

What on earth had happened to make their Master wear such a shaken expression?

"This guy is truly insane!!!"

Odin continued, speaking with a hint of disbelief.

He had figured out the source of the human's seemingly endless demonic power, or rather, it was indeed endless demonic power.

He was able to figure this out thanks to having exchanged one eye for a sip from the spring of wisdom, which allowed him to immediately understand what was happening and how insane this human was.

Even without drinking from the spring of wisdom, one could discover the source of his power by simply observing him for a while longer.

And this human—King Solomon—his seemingly endless demonic power actually originated from the root of all phenomena in the universe.

However, wasn't this something the gods also frequently came into contact with when they used their powers?

But this was different!

While the gods would mobilize such power in addition to their own, it was power that had long been leaking into the entire universe. It wasn't a direct, reckless siphoning from the source, as that could easily lead to erosion and consumption.

What this guy was doing was directly siphoning from the origin. He had opened a hole directly in his own body, connecting to it.

It was simply madness!

It was something even the gods dared not do!

Chapter 072: The Danger of Directly Linking to the Cosmic Origin

Directly drawing power from the origin, opening a hole in one's body to connect.

This unprecedented madness made even Odin feel a chill towards this seemingly gentle man.

What would be the consequences of doing this?

It was like a water tank with a faucet at the bottom that would release water when opened.

The water pressure flowing from the faucet would depend on the tank itself and the amount of water.

If the tank's capacity remained the same, the higher the water level and the greater the volume of water, the greater the water pressure would be when the faucet was opened.

Then, if the tank were to expand and be filled with water, while the faucet's specifications remained unchanged, the water pressure would further increase upon opening.

However, this situation had its limits.

The faucet might not be able to withstand excessive water pressure and could break.

It was like a dam that had accumulated full of water, and a crack appeared, allowing water to overflow. Eventually, the crack could not withstand the water pressure and would tear open.

The danger of this convenient use of endless power, by directly connecting to the source of all phenomena and opening a hole in one's body, was precisely this. It could erode the opening, widening it and causing even greater pressure to be released. If not careful, it could be like a dam suddenly breaking, directly consuming the person.

That's why Odin was so shocked by King Solomon's actions.

Of course, even if it wouldn't collapse immediately, being able to use the power of the Root without limit during that time didn't make him invincible.

Because the limitations of the human vessel were just that, he couldn't unleash power capable of instantly killing a Sovereign.

To unleash such power all at once would cause the resulting energy pressure to first burst his vessel, destroying him.

However, while he couldn't unleash power that would instantly kill a Sovereign, even this output was enough to rival a Sovereign.

And not just any Sovereign; even Odin felt that this King Solomon was unfathomably deep, and he didn't have the confidence that he could win against him.

"This—!!!"

"Lord Zeus, did you figure something out?" Hermes asked, his brow furrowed.

Noticing Odin's reaction, Lord Zeus also stared intently at King Solomon on the stage. He then seemed to understand something and, like Odin, stood up in astonishment.

"Keep watching, you'll understand. This human is truly incredible, daring to do something so insane that even the gods wouldn't attempt it," Zeus said with great admiration as he slowly sat back down.

It seemed this match would be more interesting than the first.

Looking at Beelzebub on the other side, it was clear he also had some tricks up his sleeve, otherwise, he wouldn't be so calm while being surrounded by the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons.

"So, everyone, do you think King Solomon has the right to make the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons obey him? What do you think now?" Zeus's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

As a result, the gods who had just been full of opinions now stammered, or simply fell silent.

"Then, let the final battle between man and god continue," Zeus declared with a chilling laugh that sent shivers down everyone's spines.

It didn't sound like a god's voice at all; it was more like a sinister chuckle echoing from Hell.

Following that laughter, the magical energy that had enveloped the entire arena disappeared.

On the fighting stage, after Zeus declared the duel legitimate, the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons who had been surrounding Beelzebub, the King of Flies, began to glare menacingly, unable to resist the urge to tear Beelzebub to shreds in an instant.

No, an instant would be too kind to him; they wanted to make him truly feel cruelty and pain.

First, they would gouge out his eyes, so Baal extended his sharp claws to pluck out his eyeballs.

In response, Beelzebub, who remained quite calm, lightly tapped the staff he held, which was embedded with a crystal-like ball.

In an instant, Baal's hand, which was about to plunge into Beelzebub's eye, twisted unnaturally.

It was as if he had struck an indestructible wall; the rebound force broke his hand, and he himself was sent flying back dozens of meters by the impact.

With a narrowing of their pupils, the others who hadn't attacked were also instantly repelled.

"W-What's going on?"

"The Seventy-two Pillars of Demons were all repelled?"

"The seventy-two can't even defeat one person?"

The gods on the divine side began to get sarcastic again.

However, more people were bewildered as to how Beelzebub managed to repel all seventy-two demons.

Upon closer inspection, countless cracks radiated from the ground centered around Beelzebub.

Each crack corresponded to a demon?

"Sister Brunhilde, what's happening? I can't sense any magic attack from Beelzebub at all," Grell asked blankly.

"It's not magic, it's pure physical vibration!" Brunhilde replied in a low voice.

She hadn't expected Beelzebub to be capable of this, and to control it with such precision.

Suddenly, Beelzebub on the stage finally began his true assault.

After repelling the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons, he leaped towards King Solomon.

His speed was so great it was like spatial movement; he instantly appeared before King Solomon and struck with a hand blade.

King Solomon seemed unable to react and foolishly allowed the hand blade to descend upon him, until it struck the ground.

It was only after seeing the hand blade hit the ground that everyone realized the terror of this attack.

The solid ground was like tofu, easily cut into by the hand blade.

If this had hit a person, it would likely have torn them in half.

"Huh?"

"What's going on?"

"He should have been able to hit King Solomon just by reaching out."

"How did it become impossible to hit? It's like I misjudged the distance."

Everyone was stunned and bewildered.

They clearly saw Beelzebub's hand reaching out to strike, and it seemed to be within range, but just as it was about to connect, it became unreachable.

Did Beelzebub's hand somehow shorten? But visually, it hadn't changed at all.

Beelzebub, whose attack missed, quickly leaped back, but something strange happened again.

He clearly leaped back a certain distance, but when he landed, he was still in his original position, as if he had teleported.

However, if it were spatial teleportation, there would be a frame drop effect like a playback glitch, but this looked quite natural?

Therefore, Beelzebub, who landed back in his original spot and was kneeling, saw King Solomon extend his hand towards him and fiercely swung his staff.

"Bang—!"

Beelzebub was instantly sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the edge wall of the arena.

Most people couldn't comprehend this scene.

Beelzebub had forcefully swung his staff, intending to send King Solomon flying, but instead, he bounced back himself.

This situation was just like what happened to Demon God Baal earlier.

"So that's it, you altered the spatial extension," Beelzebub said as he staggered to his feet.

He had immediately seen through King Solomon's magic.

Chapter 073: The Scene Could Be Described as a War in Hell

The so-called spatial extension was King Solomon's magic that altered the changes in space.