Chapter 193: That Is the Hatred of Hundreds of Millions of Souls Crawling Out from Hell
Kuroka felt as if she were about to develop trypophobia.
In her experiences after becoming a stray devil, there was no terrifying scene she hadn't witnessed.
No excessively bloody scene she hadn't seen.
No bizarrely shaped creature she hadn't encountered.
Therefore, she didn't believe there existed anything whose mere appearance could frighten her into immobility.
But now, she had witnessed it—something that struck her soul with trembling terror.
"Si-sister, wh-what is th-that?"
The voice of her younger sister Shirone, filled with extreme fear, sounded as if she were on the verge of crying.
Kuroka desperately wanted to go hold her, to offer warmth and courage, but she found herself frozen in place by fear.
"Koneko, what did you see?"
Rias grabbed Koneko's hand, feeling the petite girl's entire body press against her.
If not for Rias's support, Koneko seemed likely to collapse to the ground.
So, what exactly had Koneko seen?
Rias strained her eyes to look, but since the light there was almost entirely swallowed, she could only vaguely see a large black sphere being gripped and restrained by some enormous entity, preventing its expansion.
Huh? The attached entity also emitted numerous red lights, illuminating the area slightly.
Were those massive tentacles?
The glowing parts appeared to be suction cups, and the whole thing looked like enormous eyes—rows upon rows of crimson eyes?
It was truly spine-chilling, no wonder Koneko was terrified to this extent.
"Asia, how can you—?"
Standing beside Asia, Ravel noticed that Asia was wearing an expression of extreme terror.
Could she see something too?
"People..."
"What?"
"S-so, so many people... No, those are vengeful spirits. They're vengeful spirits filled with hatred for the Lord. So many, so many, so many, so many, so many..."
Slap!
A crisp slap finally stopped Asia's seemingly broken voice. The one who delivered the slap was, of course, Ravel, because no matter how much she shook Asia, there was no response—only terrified repetitions of "so many."
"Calm down, Asia!"
Ravel immediately embraced her, sensing that this nun was on the verge of a mental breakdown from fear.
"What exactly did you see?"
"What do you mean by 'so many vengeful spirits'? 'Hatred for the Lord'?"
Sona and Rias still didn't fully understand, but they were also panicking.
After all, even someone like Kuroka was so frightened that her voice had become distorted and stuttering, indicating that they had witnessed something horrifying.
Moreover, Asia mentioned vengeful spirits hating the Lord?
The "Lord" here likely referred to the God of the Bible.
"What on earth is happen...!"
Akeno's voice suddenly cut off as if someone had choked her. Her eyes, fixed on a screen, were being consumed by fear.
It was a screen broadcasting the battle—a live feed from outside the arena. The entire massive arena, no, the enormous floating island, was now within a bizarre space.
Akeno had seen this space before. King Solomon had once opened this space to drag the Moon King inside and kill him.
She also saw a temple, and seated on the throne within it was King Solomon in his demonic form.
However, what terrified Akeno now were the massive pillars—enormous columns composed of countless people.
These weren't just hundreds or thousands of people; the number had to be at least in the tens of thousands, forming colossal tentacle-like pillars.
The tips of several of these pillars were clutching the black sphere known as [False God Chaos].
So, were these pillars created by Satan?
No!
Suddenly, Akeno's vision shifted. She saw calamities descending, destroying countless humans.
Some drowned in floods,
Some suffered and died from outbreaks of plague,
Some starved to death as the land dried up and food vanished,
Some were burned alive by volcanic eruptions.
In her vision, she witnessed countless people dying in agony from various disasters.
No, this wasn't a natural disaster!
This was a man-made catastrophe!
Correction—this was a divine catastrophe!
These were so-called trials inflicted upon humanity by a being called God, and because humanity failed, this was their only fate.
These so-called trials were imposed purely by God's own whims, even though humanity had never asked for them.
It was merely God, from on high, justifying these trials as a means to transform humanity and grant them a better future.
Yet, such trials always claimed the lives of the vast majority who never even understood what was happening.
Thus, the countless humans forming these massive tentacle pillars had clawed their way up from hell to seek revenge against the God who had subjected them to these inexplicable trials.
Their target of vengeance was the Lord of Heaven!
All these countless humans had died without understanding why, all because of this God's so-called trials.
They were filled with hatred, with rage!!!
Thus, someone answered their rage, answered their hatred, and gave them a chance for revenge.
Thus, even at the cost of their souls being utterly annihilated, they were determined to take a vicious bite out of God.
That Satan, the Lord!!!
Therefore, after the black sphere dispersed, another pillar abruptly pierced through from the spectator seats of Heaven.
An archangel's heart was pierced through, and this heart was Satan.
Though it appeared he had transformed into countless insects and fled outside the arena, his true form had suddenly hidden itself within this archangel's essence.
Thus, once captured, countless humans poured their despair into him, forcing him to endure the despair of billions.
Thus, this gift of despair from countless humans made this god wish for death rather than life.
Countless gods who witnessed this scene watched with pale faces.
In the eyes of many gods, fear also surfaced—fear that they too had once conducted similar trials upon humans.
Fear that they too might be given—despair!—by the masses of humans crawling out of hell.
Thus, when these souls, who had died unjustly over millions of years due to the gods' trials, had their wishes fulfilled, one by one they began to emit faint golden light, as if about to achieve nirvana.
Billions upon billions of lights, more dazzling than the stars, cast grateful and reverent gazes toward the king who had provided them with the chance for revenge before vanishing into the air.
And as the billions of lights disappeared, the figure seated on the throne in the divine hall smiled as he watched everything, then suddenly vanished like mist.
Completely disappearing from this universe!