As Heisenberg's voice fell silent.
Across Greece, across the entire world...
Countless warriors raised their right hands!
For these people, who were powerful yet still lived in a medieval age.
Neither wealth nor fame.
Nothing they possessed now would turn them into bastards who hid in the rear, incited others, and coldly watched them stand in front!
People of this age had not yet learned to use others as blades.
People of this age had not yet learned to speak flowery words while being rotten to the core.
The wicked of this age were wicked with absolute clarity. Tyrants were tyrants, thugs were thugs.
The tyrants of this age did not yet know how to whitewash themselves, much less pretend to act for someone else's good in order to influence and reshape their will!
Kill what you did not like, sleep with what you liked, and if you could not sleep with them... find a fucking way to do it!
Look, even the bad guys of this era were so straightforward, so decisive, so resolute, so clear-cut.
Not to mention the warriors everywhere in this age, who dared to raise their swords and kill their enemies while remaining prepared to be killed by them at any moment!
A moment later.
In the skies above Thermopylae, amid the standoff between Heisenberg and Odin.
Heisenberg slowly raised his spear. Gungnir's tip was like an antenna, completely linking to the entire world as it now stood.
And once Heisenberg lifted that spear to its highest point...
Every warrior fighting across the mountains that had stood here not long ago, now reduced to plains.
Discovered that brilliant rainbows had once again enveloped them!
This time, the rainbow light did not appear in the sky. Instead, it appeared upon every inch of land