“A plot with one real and one false strategy? Layered preparations?”

The demons before me were currently constructing a gigantic statue just like two Creator Goddess statues on the frontlines that I had read about in the reports. This was an altar identical to the door on the frontlines.

Chills went down my spine as I started feeling instinctive fear. If my guess was correct, the most likely explanation for this was that this place was another door to the dimensional barrier that was currently being activated!

“…This really is such a familiar tactic…”

My muttering didn’t receive any comment in response. It really did feel weird not to have the silly cat around.

[Isn’t this the tactic that you’re most skilled at? Accounting for the possibility of a loss before the battle even starts so that you always win in the end no matter how your enemy responds.]

“…Thank you for acting as a temporary commentator.”

I nodded to Astrya as I slowly unsheathed my sword. The demons were beginning to surround me already.

Many schemes were now revealed to me. This Dimensional Door being constructed at the bottom of the Chaos Abyss was evidently a real one that could also be activated. In that case, even if Karwenz lost the battle in the chaotic domain, he would still win in the end as long as this Dimensional Door here could be activated successfully.

He had two layers of insurance from investing in two sides. On the surface, he had the chaotic domain that everyone in the world knew about, making it seem like the core of his scheme. However, that was actually nothing more than bait. No matter how the Order Faction responded, the door to the dimensional barrier would still be opened in the end.

As for how he could meet the conditions for opening the door? He should have long since been prepared since he had done so much already.

However, people could never account for the machinations of the heavens. Someone who wanted to destroy the world would always be defeated by a harem protagonist… erm, I meant that the world destroyer would always meet with unexpected obstacles and problems. Perhaps this was the world of Eich itself borrowing my hand to stop him.

[No, you’re overthinking it. This is a pure coincidence. It would have been impossible for you to reach this location without that wish of yours. It would be impossible for anyone to arrive here by normal means.]

I casually killed an Inferno Demon that blocked my path as I unhesitatingly made my way towards the door to the dimensional barrier. No matter what, there would be no mistake in first destroying this door. The longer I took, the stronger the enemy’s reinforcements would become.

However, my sword was immediately blocked by an umbrella sword.

“Eh?”

I hesitated as I was now facing Ilmisya, the last Devil Lord.

Ironically, the other eight Devil Lords had either died or betrayed the devil species, so now the wanted traitor Ilmisya was the final remaining Devil Lord who was still a pure devil.

The famous beautiful queen was three meters tall. She had a perfect curvy devil figure that was doubtlessly alluring. Her clean face seemed as pure as an angel’s. She was the perfect living example of having an angelic face and devilish figure.

However, her typical smile was completely gone. Currently, Ilmisya’s expression was filled with killing intent as she waved her sword like a flower and created many afterimages. It seemed that she was rather skilled.

I couldn’t help but recall the unfortunate Lasnina, Lord of Curses. She had been outstanding in swordsmanship, and it appeared that Lasnina and Ilmisya were lovers in the past… Ahem, just judging by Ilmisya today, she was completely different from rumors about her.

I could also faintly sense her resolution from her angry glare—she wanted to stop me here no matter the cost, even if she had to pay with her life.

I rubbed my head as I was getting a headache. It wasn’t that her power level was enough to intimidate me. I had directly and indirectly killed several Devil Lords already, and Ilmisya was far from the strongest among them.

But, no matter what, she was Karwenz’s woman, which was something that shouldn’t have stopped me.

Yet, back in the day at Hell, Elisa had also stopped Karwenz for me by blocking his way. Judging from the situation afterwards, Karwenz had indeed held back against Elisa. If I killed Ilmisya now, that would make it seem…

[Are you the type to go easy on women? Or do you think that you’ll owe a debt? This isn’t your style at all. You need to think about what it means if Karwenz succeeds—]

“Hey, at least let me hesitate for one second so I can appear humane.”

[…]

I rudely interrupted the System’s nagging as magic entwined around my sword. I closed my eyes and reopened them to reveal unconcealed killing intent.

I wasn’t going to say or think anything unnecessary. No matter what the reason or what emotions there might be, I had no reason at all to hesitate here.

“Awaken, light of Dawn.”

The entire world was illuminated, signifying the beginning of slaughter. The light clearly illuminated all the demons’ expressions of anger and fear.

“Ilmisya, I will seriously hold back. You better not die.”

As all of that occurred in the shadows, the chaotic domain was also embroiled in tumultuous events.

Countless Order Gods that could typically only be seen as statues in temples had descended to the mortal plane. These Order Gods roared, charged, and slaughtered on the battlefield before being slaughtered themselves.

The will of Chaos forced countless Demon Lords to enter battle. Some felt helpless, while others were excited to do battle.

These Demon Lords suffered the same fate as their enemies. In fact, some suffered even worse fates as it was impossible for anyone to stop the furious God of Holy Light. Nobody even tried to stop him.

Not a single person would have any free time here, as there would always be someone to act as your opponent.

This Holy War between Order and Chaos was forcefully acted out in this tiny location. Venerated Gods and evil demon kings were the same here as both could only slaughter in order to try and survive.

Nature Gods fought against Gods of Poison and Corrosion, while dragons fought against Inferno Dragons. The ancient Snake God was slain by the Dwarven Gods. Even Chaos Evil Gods that people feared so much were nothing more than cannon fodder on this battlefield.

The battle that attracted the most attention was probably the battle between Donatis and the God of Holy Light.

There was nothing but a vacuum where their battle was. No vision could possibly see through this place. Senses were equally useless. All that people outside could sense was that there was a faint tremendous figure being burned by light.

The Undead Emperors were also fighting here. Sandro felt quite conflicted inside as he looked at Conservation, who had a look of utter hatred.

The Tark Republic lacked strength to begin with, yet the undead had to fight against the undead. Sandro wouldn’t possibly be happy about that. Still, he resolved himself after he thought about the new Tark Republic being constructed in the far north as well as the Northlands where the undead and living coexisted peacefully.

“Do your best to breathe now while you still can as this will be your final chance. Everything shall return to dust.”

Sandro tossed aside his flesh as if he was taking off a jacket. Undead Emperor Sandro became a tan tornado that sucked in the surrounding air and instantly expanded.

Anyone that this tornado touched would instantly decay into a corpse, no matter if they were living or dead. It was just that the undead decayed even faster, at a frightening speed.

At the same time, Conservation opened her own personal domain, creating a world of snow and ice.

Meanwhile, the other Undead Emperor, Undead General, was furiously slaughtering on the battlefield with a magic sword that wasn’t his usual bone greatsword.

This black short sword appeared rather insignificant. The blade didn’t even appear that sharp. However, anyone who came into contact with this sword would instantly die, no matter if they were a Chaos God or demon. Even the Order True Gods and angels were trying to avoid the Undead General.

This magic sword was currently devouring all the souls on the battlefield and growing at a furious rate.

Right now, even the Undead General was beginning to fear the power of this sword. He could faintly sense that this magic sword was also devouring his own soul.

Yet, he didn’t dare to throw away this magic sword, as this sword was also part of the deal he made, and something that Roland had personally told him was critically important.

“Junior, you’re going to use countless Gods and demons as sacrifices to this sword to reach the peak of all undead again. You’re far more amazing than any senior that I know.”