I, the spiritual mentor of beautiful girls from all over the world

He became more and more excited as he spoke, even slamming his hand on the table.

"How about we send a delegation over, ostensibly for technical exchange?"

"Maybe we can get our hands on his power model! If we could apply this technology to artificial artifacts..."

“Azazel!” Sazex interrupted him, exasperated.

"Are you sure that was a technical exchange, and not just delivering groceries? Have you forgotten how Seraph was arrested?"

Azazel chuckled, scratched his head, and remained silent.

He was certainly aware of the risks involved.

That being acts tyrannically and without restraint. If I were to actually go there, I would most likely be detained as an interesting experimental subject.

"At present, 'He' has not shown any hostility towards the Three Realms."

Michael's gentle voice rang out, easing the tense atmosphere.

"I believe that we should not escalate the conflict before the other party shows clear hostility."

Ultimately, the three parties reached a consensus.

Instead of provoking that mysterious "extraterrestrial evil god," we should prioritize dealing with the most prominent threat that has recently emerged—the [Calamity Clan].

But everyone knows perfectly well that on the chessboard of the 'world,' an unseen player, capable of overturning the table at any moment, has already taken his seat.

……

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

For ordinary people in this world, these past ten years have been nothing more than a decade of going to school, graduating, and starting work.

But for the Three Realms, it was a decade of undercurrents.

In the underworld, a terrifying legend quietly spreads.

The Demon Lord Seraphim Leviathan, who always wore a magical girl battle dress, has become an outrageously diligent "artifact collector".

She would suddenly appear above a nobleman's castle with a sweet smile.

"In the name of love and justice! Livy☆Sugar has discovered that your home contains a magical artifact corrupted by evil forces~"

"For the sake of world peace, I will take care of and purify it! If you don't hand it over, you'll have to accept the punishment of the 'Wave of Love'~Biu~!"

The nobles of the seventy-two pillars dared not speak out against their anger.

Unable to fight back or even curse, he could only watch helplessly as her precious family member, who possessed a divine artifact, was taken away in a giant pink heart-shaped package.

In the human realm, a criminal codenamed "Shadow Hunter" has become the nightmare of all wild artifact owners.

Black Song's operations became increasingly covert and efficient.

She never harms anyone, only takes divine artifacts, like a shadow in the dark night, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

Occasionally, she would get playful and deliberately appear in front of a certain artifact wielder, clearly conveying her eerie golden cat eyes and cloyingly sweet voice to the other party's ears.

"Your darling, my mistress likes it very much, so the kitten will receive it on her behalf, meow~"

Then, under the gazes of the other party, whether in fear, anger, or confusion, take the artifact and leave gracefully.

Over the course of ten years, one operation was conducted openly, while the other operated covertly, employing a two-pronged approach.

The number of artifacts piled up in Lynn's safe house has reached an alarming figure.

One thousand pieces.

A whole thousand magical artifacts were piled up like trash in the corner of the courtyard.

On this day, Lynn stood up from the rocking chair.

He looked at the pile of "scrap metal" radiating various colors as if it were a pile of ore about to be used to make steel.

"That's enough."

Upon hearing this, both Heige and Seraph were startled.

They knew that their master's biggest plan of the past ten years was finally about to begin.

Lynn intended to use these thousand divine artifacts as fuel, dozens of the most powerful artifacts as the framework, and his incredible "Left Hand of God" as the furnace to forge something unprecedented, something that belonged only to him...

God-destroying tool!

……

The core area of ​​the safe house.

There is nothing here, only the purest energy flowing.

Lynn stood in the center, his expression calm.

Before him, dozens of advanced artifacts, powerful enough to trigger a war in the outside world, floated silently.

【Creation of the Holy Sword】, 【Creation of the Demonic Sword】, 【The Dimensional Maze】...

"let's start."

Lynn raised his left hand, and the palm that had devoured countless divine artifacts burst forth with an unprecedented golden-black light.

Om-!

A buzzing sound, seemingly emanating from the very source of the world.

【God's Left Hand - Gandalf】was activated at full power.

Dozens of high-level artifacts suspended in the air were instantly disintegrated before they could even utter a mournful cry!

They were not destroyed, but their core "concepts" were forcibly extracted!

Creation, sharpness, holy power, dimension, space...

Orbs of light, composed of pure law runes, danced and floated in his palm like living spirits.

Immediately afterwards, Lynn's gaze fell upon the mountain of a thousand lower-level divine artifacts.

"melt!"

boom! ! !

One thousand magical artifacts were detonated at the same time!

An unimaginable surge of energy transformed into a multicolored torrent, which was completely devoured, compressed, and purified by the [Left Hand of God]!

Finally, a constantly rotating furnace made of pure energy slowly took shape before Lynn.

However, the state of this furnace is extremely unstable.

Thousands of different laws and energies were forcibly mixed together, conflicting and repelling each other.

It was like a nuclear reactor that could explode at any moment, radiating a terrifying pressure that would make even a demon king tremble.

"Owner!"

"Evil God!"

Black Song and Seraph, standing outside the courtyard, stared at the distorted and unstable energy furnace, their pretty faces turning deathly pale.

However, Lynn, who was at the center of the storm, remained calm, and there was even a hint of expectation in her eyes.

Collapse is the harbinger of rebirth.

Just a moment before the energy furnace was about to reach the critical point of collapse.

Lynn moved.

[Perfect Combat Intuition (Advanced)], activated!

His brain instantly entered a state of calculation that exceeded the speed of light.

Inside the energy furnace, every flow of energy, every collision of laws, and every potential point of collapse were clearly predicted and analyzed in his mind.

At the same time, his left hand, the gold and black intertwined "God's Left Hand," like the most precise surgical scalpel from the gods, intervened with absolute accuracy!

He wasn't suppressing it.

It's guiding!

He extracted the core concepts from the high-level artifacts, like a top alchemist, and threw them one by one into the furnace that was about to go out of control, according to a pre-calculated order and angle!

Using "dimensionality" as a framework, "space" as a fulcrum, and "creation" as the core...

The raging energy, like a flood that has found an outlet, began to merge, resonate, and sublimate with unprecedented efficiency!

This process lasted for seven days and seven nights.

On the seventh day, the moment the last law rune merged into the furnace.

Boom-! ! ! !

A massive energy surge, capable of tearing apart the heavens and earth, erupted from the safe house!

Lynn released the pressure from the safe house.

next second.

High School DxD world, above Kuoh Town.

A colossal pillar of light, connecting heaven and earth and seemingly piercing through the entire world, shot into the sky!

Within the pillar of light, sacred hymns and demonic sounds resonated, and dragon roars intertwined with divine pronouncements!

The entire night sky was illuminated as if it were daytime!

At that moment, in the underworld, Sazex, who was handling official business, suddenly raised his head, and the quill in his hand was instantly crushed into powder.

In the heavens, Michael, who was praying, suddenly opened his eyes.

In Asgard, the fairy kingdom of Northern Europe, Odin, the one-eyed chief god, suddenly rises from his throne.

In Greece, Hades, the god of the underworld, and Thanatos, the sleeping god of death, are awakened.

On Mount Sumeru, in the city of Sudarshana, the smile on Indra's face froze instantly.

At this moment, all the powerful beings in the world's mythological systems, no matter where they were, turned their gazes to the pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, their eyes filled with undisguised horror and shock.

"What's this?!"

"A new God-Destroying Gear has been born? No... no! This aura is more terrifying than any known God-Destroying Gear!"

……

Inside the safe house, the light faded.

Lynn slowly raised his left hand.

A brand new "weapon" has become one with him.

It is not a physical entity.

Instead, it was an illusory tattoo that started from the back of the left hand and spread all the way to the entire shoulder, composed of countless extremely intricate golden patterns.

【Myriad Forms of Heavenly Craftsmanship - Endless Armament】

(All-AspectsHeavenlyWork:EndlessArmament)

Lynn had a sudden thought.

The lines on his arm lit up instantly, and a demonic sword burning with purple flames materialized in his hand.

With another thought, the demonic sword vanished, replaced by a holy sword capable of cleaving through space.

Knife, spear, sword, halberd, axe, battle-axe, hook, fork, shield, gun...

All the more than a thousand divine artifacts that he had devoured could now be conjured at will, and their power was even greater than the originals.

With the blessing of [Perfect Combat Intuition], he has become a true god of weapons.

The battlefield was no longer chaotic in his eyes, but a precise chessboard composed of countless causal lines.

Every breath the enemy takes, every heartbeat, every impending weakness—all these are reflected in his mind beforehand as a single, optimal solution.

The [Myriad Craftsmanship - Endless Armament] will, before his will even be realized, directly infuse the "solution"—the most suitable weapon, the most perfect set of moves—into the opponent's soul and body.

Without needing to think, Lynn could instantly unleash a lost, deadly gun technique with his gun.

He could unleash earth-shattering sword techniques without any practice.

He is a walking arsenal, the very essence of the laws of weaponry.