Four Nights' End, All Things Transcribed!

However, that persistent consciousness frantically devoured the surrounding flesh and matter, expanding abnormally once again, firmly maintaining its last shred of life, and even launching a frenzied counterattack against the executioner who wanted to prevent them from living.

"Look at their ugly behavior! These living things don't deserve to be saved. You have a similar smell to me, a lingering bloody stench, even stronger than mine. Why can't you understand me!"

Upon seeing this, Angra Mainyu roared in anger, his face displaying a frenzied and resentful expression.

Samael turned around, looked at the extremely evil god with a deep gaze, recalled his past experiences, and replied in a slow and deliberate tone.

"Humans are indeed foolish and flawed creatures, but that doesn't stop them from having a beautiful side."

I can commit murder for my own purposes; I can also judge or condemn a person based on their character and conduct.

So, if you choose to go to the village and take revenge on the ignorant people who persecuted you, I have no interest in interfering.

Immediately, the ancient snake spoke in a somber tone, its expression solemn.

"But what I will not do is to extend my revenge and resentment against an individual to the entire group."

"Ha, hypocrite! Do you really think that by stopping this war and stopping me, you can prevent them from killing each other?"

The number of people killing each other far exceeds the number of people I have slaughtered.

They can kill each other over a piece of bread, a sip of water, a house, or even a single argument.

The Great Khan launched a war to seize wealth, population, and territory, and used all sorts of reasons to justify it, remaining unrepentant to the end!

"Ha, the existence of humanity will only lead to the decay of this world. Since these fools will destroy themselves sooner or later, why can't I end their fate?"

Angra Mainyu's eyes were cold and menacing. He raised his hand and gripped the gun barrel, enduring the excruciating pain and the pressure of the blows. He slowly pulled the weapon from his shoulder, his face contorted in a hysterical roar, radiating an extreme malice that seemed to curse humanity and the entire world.

This includes not only the Persian youth's resentment towards the ignorant villagers, but also the extreme evil god Angra Mainyu's hatred towards humanity as a whole.

In Persian mythology, humans exist as allies and followers of Ahura the Lord of Wisdom, and fought against Angra Mainyu in a thousand-year war.

It can be said that this evil god's hatred for humanity is ingrained in his very bones and divine nature.

"Humans deserve to die!"

"Unfortunately, you won't have that chance..."

Samael sighed softly, then slowly leaned back, his hands gripping the Founding Spear and frantically drawing in the nearby ether, divine runes attaching themselves to it.

"You are very strong. I should have died in battle time and time again, but their resentment and their unwillingness have brought me back to life time and time again."

You are not simply fighting against me, but against the desires and sins of these insects.

Do you really dare to lay a hand on me? For the sake of mere humans? You should know the consequences!

Angra Mainyu sensed the terror contained in the spearhead, but instead of being angry, he laughed.

In an instant, the blood-red patterns etched all over his body gleamed menacingly, his hateful and crazed eyes fixed on his poised opponent. A sinister smile spread across his lips, his gaze meaningful, and his body, which swelled and contracted at different times, exuded a chilling malice.

Roar!

At the same time, sensing the danger to its host, a boiling black tide swept in from all directions, and with each splash of pitch-black liquid, a twisted, hissing human face could be seen.

An angry and resentful soul hysterically questions:

Why are we the ones who die?! Why are they the ones who live?!

Why are some people rich while others are poor?

Why should some people enjoy life while others suffer?

Why are they saved while we are abandoned?!

I hate it so much! I hate it so much!

Live! Live!

Amidst the soul-shaking tremors, pale arms stretched out from the black tide, reaching for Samael, intending to protect the trapped Angra Mainyu and to stain this biased god with the same color as them.

The souls before me are like crabs thrown into a narrow bamboo cage, their hands and feet tangled together, tearing at each other, none of them able to escape, none of them able to find salvation.

That boundless evil, as it spreads, intends to drag any life it encounters into the abyss of destruction, to make them suffer the same despair and pain as they do.

On this barren land, the sinful desires of all living beings have become so rotten that they overflow everywhere.

Samael's divine will surged, and the runes that flickered in the dark sky fell one after another, constantly blasting through and shattering the deformed limbs that had coalesced from within the black tide.

But they repeatedly regrouped, launching an endless offensive in an even more frenzied and twisted manner.

"Is this the evil of humanity etched into your very being?"

In the instant his vision cleared, the ancient serpent took a deep breath, his gaze calm and collected. As his lips moved, a deep, chilling voice echoed in all directions.

"Declaration: I command the killing, I command the life; what I wound, I heal."

Nothing can surpass me, nothing can escape...

To destroy.

I summon the crippled and the aged.

Entrust them to me, learn from me, and follow me.

Even during moments of rest, I haven't forgotten to sing, to pray, or to remember myself.

With my lightness, I unload all burdens and let them rest in my hands.

Eternal life is given by death;

Human beings began to be evil, starting with snakes;

Humans have seven sins, which I have given them;

The human flesh is filthy, so it is washed with the blood of a lamb;

Light is born from darkness, God comes from demons, and death is rebirth!

Because of your karmic debts, I have poured ointment on you and branded you with my mark.

Forgiveness is in the present moment; I swear by my flesh.

—Let compassion be directed here!

Under the divine command, Samael unleashed his javelin, imbued with immense divine power, with a whooshing sound, solemnly declaring his presence.

"Carry this twisted resentment with you, return to Yongning, Angra Mainyu!"

The hurled Founding Spear transformed into a crimson rainbow, piercing straight through the core of this extremely evil god, with raging red and black flames rising with it.

"Hahahaha, as an evil god, do you really like humans that much? And do you think you can kill me? Arrogant fool!"

Under the scorching heat of Flame of Destiny, its skin cracked, its body shattered, and the surrounding black tide boiled, engulfing the tormented god and coalescing into the image of a vicious wolf standing upright on two legs, its entire body pitch black, emitting hysterical, venomous roars.

I curse you who took my life!

I curse those who do not offer a helping hand!

I curse you who are biased and unfair!

I curse you! I curse you! I curse you!

"Look at the true ugliness of these humans you want to protect, once their disguise is stripped away. Even if gods were to sacrifice themselves for them, these insects would not be grateful. They would only take advantage of your weakness to devour your flesh!"

At that moment, Angra Mainyu sneered as the Spirit Sword, which had been flung out by Sui, was stuck into the ground. Twisted runes formed blood vessel-like red and black veins on the parched and withered earth.

Suddenly, one after another, the depraved people who were willing to degenerate in order to survive, swayed their swollen and deformed limbs and gathered from all directions. Their eyes, filled with greed and hunger, stared intently at Samael, as if they were appraising a plate of delicious food.

"Look, this is your end! Your final act!"

Angra Mainyu, transformed into a ferocious wolf god, grinned wildly. The Persian script appearing on the black surface of the god's body pulsed rhythmically, the booming, resonant power causing the surrounding world to twist and crumble eerily in pure darkness.

The final four nights! All things are scribbled!

Pfft! Pfft!

At the same time, a counterattack from the Rules level erupted, and huge bloody holes blasted open on Samael's chest and shoulder blades, corresponding to Angra Mainyu's wounds. Twisted Persian script, like insects and ants, spread and crawled from the edges of the wounds, like red and black mycelium rooted in flesh and blood. The powerlessness of an old man put heavy shackles on his body and limbs.

As the divine power collided with the sandstorm and the light scattered, hundreds of sinful souls, like wild beasts sniffing out food, rushed madly and excitedly toward your desolate land, their figures teetering on the brink of collapse.

Hiss hiss hiss!

At that moment, a sharp sound of something cutting through the air rang out, and arrows, each a meter and a half long, whistled down, pinning the monsters that had degenerated into beasts to the ground. The rapid sound of horses' hooves broke through the sandstorm and crushed into the crowd of hordes of people.

The Amazon Queen, clad in tattered light armor and with flowing red hair, led a few people on horseback, carving a bloody path with her longbow and short sword.

Along the way, deformed severed limbs flew everywhere, and red and black bloodstains were scattered and steaming.

But those slashed and mutilated monsters showed no fear of pain. Instead, they picked up the rotting flesh that fell from their bodies and devoured it frantically. Meanwhile, even more disgusting and deformed cysts multiplied and grew again from the broken parts of these monsters' bodies, waving arms that were completely unrecognizable as human, and grabbing at warhorses and female warriors who broke in.

Several Amazon Warrior who couldn't dodge in time tried to gather their magic to withstand the attack, but they soon discovered that the surrounding earth, radiating malice, was rejecting the existence of life. The rate at which the ether was being consumed and weakened far exceeded their expectations.

In a moment of carelessness, the female warrior who had fallen behind was dragged into the horde of monsters and, accompanied by wailing cries, was devoured by the sinful men.

However, even as the figures following behind her were swallowed up one by one by the tide of sinners, the Amazon Queen did not stop or hesitate. Without hesitation, she continued to move forward, heading towards the cone-shaped crater where a certain figure stood.

Tsk...

I've already told you, this is a forbidden zone for divine battles. Jurong still dares to come here. Isn't he afraid of dying?!

They are a species that are constantly thinking about transcending existing constraints and turning their backs on the gods.

Samael shook his head and murmured, his five fingers, which had been tightly gripping the gun barrel, loosened. His body, which had been supporting him to the limit, fell backward, his tense consciousness sinking into a deathly silence and darkness. A slight smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his mouth.

How hypocritical it is to sing praises of humanity too highly.

How biased it is to deny humanity outright.

Humans are always making mistakes, but in doing so, they are constantly weaving beautiful patterns.

They are not perfect, but they are by no means hopeless!