111: Where is the god we were promised? He's even more ruthless than Madara Uchiha!

With a thought from Jiang Ming, the creation interface for [Mirror Puppet] slowly unfolded in the depths of his mind.

He didn't rush to conceive the idea himself but instead issued an order to mirror image no. 2.

"Search the South Asian mythological system, filter for the template with the highest compatibility with the 'Berserker' class."

"Requirements: High fame, obsessive personality, formidable combat power, a story rich in tragedy and controversy."

The instant the command was issued, countless streams of data surged across the light screen projected by mirror image no. 2.

In less than a thousandth of a second, a name was locked in.

[Template Locked: Arjuna (Lostbelt)]

"Oh?"

Jiang Ming raised an eyebrow.

Not the heroic, upright protagonist Arjuna, but the Adjudicating God who devoured all the deities of White Elephant Country and transformed into 'evil' in pursuit of absolute 'good.'

A madman who would not hesitate to destroy the world to eradicate all 'evil.'

The curve at the corner of Jiang Ming's mouth grew more pronounced as he personally began setting the detailed parameters for this new Berserker.

[True Name: Arjuna]

[class: Berserker]

[Origin: Mahabharata (White Elephant Country Lostbelt)]

[Region: White Elephant Country]

[Gender: Male]

[Height/Weight: 177cm·82kg]

[Parameters]

[Strength: A]

[Endurance: A+]

[Agility: B]

[Mana: A]

[Luck: B]

[Noble Phantasm: EX]

[class Skills]

[Madness Enhancement: EX]

[Face of Good: The remnants of Arjuna, gentle and introspective, who misses Karna and remembers being a dance teacher.]

[Face of Evil: The 'Perfect God' born from devouring the gods, obsessive and ruthless, defining all things as 'evil' to be purified.]

[Both coexist due to the obsession of 'must surpass the rival,' sometimes humble, sometimes tyrannical before the Master.]

[Personal Skills]

[Evil's Bane (Special) EX: A paranoid authority born from the fall of the 'God-Given Hero.' No longer beloved by the masses, he unilaterally defines targets as 'evil.' Once locked on, even the tiniest flaw in an enemy is magnified into original sin, suffering special attack damage from divine judgment. This is not merely magical protection but a conceptual 'guilt determination.']

[Clairvoyance (Transcendence) EX: Eyesight that should observe far distances, distorted by divinity into a 'curse of the future.' He can not only see an enemy's movements but also their 'potential sins'—evil deeds not yet committed, malice hidden in the heart. This allows him to always strike first and ensures that in his eyes, no one is innocent.]

[Soul's Torch EX: The sole manifestation of mercy within Madness Enhancement. Black flames entwine his body, serving as both seeds of destruction and proof of immortality. As long as the flames do not extinguish, his body can reform multiple times even if his divine core shatters.]

[Noble Phantasm]

[This Body is the Greater Grail: Mother, Please Drink My Festering Poison]

[Rank: EX]

[Type: Anti-Evil Noble Phantasm]

[Range: 1~999]

[Maximum Targets: 100 million people]

[Effect: Rather than an external release, it transforms his own spiritual foundation into a 'Cursed Greater Grail.' Upon activation, the battlefield is dragged into the phantom of the White Elephant Country Lostbelt.

Within this domain, all existences judged as 'evil' are forcibly linked to the Noble Phantasm's core.

The Goddess's river flows backward; the black holy water is no longer a blessing but festering poison that dissolves sin. Enemies experience the terror of 'being swallowed by the mother': their evil deeds, malice, and sense of guilt materialize into substance, pouring endlessly into Arjuna, causing both mental and physical collapse.]

Setup complete.

Jiang Ming was very satisfied with this setting full of obsession and destruction.

A madman in the name of 'absolute justice' could incite far deeper chaos and fear than a mere villain.

He pulled up the system panel.

[Current emotion points Balance: 4,120,580,000]

"Consume 2,000,000 points of emotion points to create Berserker—Arjuna."

[Command confirmed... Beginning construction...]

The moment the command was issued, the light in Jiang Ming's presidential suite began to distort.

A pure white sphere of light, symbolizing 'good' and 'hero,' appeared out of thin air.

Immediately after, another pitch-black energy mass, representing 'evil' and 'destruction,' condensed into form.

The two opposing forces did not merge but instead tangled, tore at, and devoured each other in mid-air.

The white light attempted to purify the darkness, while the darkness frantically corroded the light.

Finally, in a burst of silent energy flash, the two reached an eerie equilibrium, collapsing together into a singularity and vanishing... White Elephant Country, New Delhi.

3:00 PM.

Above a densely populated slum on the banks of the Ganges River.

This was the dirtiest, most chaotic corner of the city, where disease, poverty, and despair were as ubiquitous as the air.

The sky, without warning, split open with a golden fissure.

The fissure resembled a deity's opening eye, from which pure golden light poured forth.

Countless shining golden petals drifted slowly from the fissure, and solemn, sacred string music resounded in the air out of nowhere.

On the ground, tens of thousands of ragged civilians witnessed the scene, first stunned, then erupting into fervent prayers and cheers.

They dropped everything in their hands, knelt, and kowtowed frantically toward the celestial phenomenon.

"God! A deity has descended!"

"Our prayers have been heard!"

"God has come to save us!"

...The emergency meeting room of the White Elephant National Security Council.

The Prime Minister and a group of Generals were overwhelmed by domestic unrest triggered by global economic turmoil.

Suddenly, an assistant scrambled in, pointing at the large screen on the wall.

"Prime Minister! Look!"

The screen was forcibly switched to a satellite live feed.

The sacred descent scene left everyone in the meeting room instantly rooted to the spot.

After a brief silence, irrepressible ecstasy flooded every face.

"It's our god!"

"Is it Vishnu? Or Lord Shiva!"

"Excellent! White Elephant Country finally has its own guardian deity!"

The Prime Minister stood up excitedly, clasped his hands together, and murmured at the screen.

Under the gaze of the masses.

A man's figure slowly descended from the golden fissure.

He hovered above the slum, looking down upon the filthy, crowded land filled with cries and moans.

Dark skin, long black hair, clad in a pure white robe.

On his handsome face, the part belonging to the 'Face of Good' revealed a trace of compassion.

But only for a second.

That trace of compassion was replaced by the absolute coldness belonging to the 'Face of Evil.'

His [Clairvoyance (Transcendence)] skill activated.

In his vision, the sins hidden deep within every soul on this land were laid bare.

The old man kneeling in prayer had flashes of jealousy in his mind over a neighbor occupying a bit more land.

The mother holding a child burned with resentment in her heart toward the rich living in luxury.

The running youth thought in his mind about how to steal the next passerby's wallet.

Greed, envy, sloth, resentment, lust, gluttony... countless tiny 'evils,' even unnoticed by the individuals themselves, were now infinitely amplified by his authority, converging into towering black miasma of sin.

"This place is deeply sinful."

An emotionless tone, transmitted via telepathy, clearly entered the minds of everyone in New Delhi.

Before people could even react to this judgment-like statement.

Arjuna, floating in the air, slowly raised the black longbow in his hand.

He did not nock an arrow.

He merely drew the bowstring gently.

Hum—

An invisible wave, centered on him, spread out like ripples on water.

The next instant.

The vast slum below, spanning several square kilometers and housing tens of thousands of people, along with all its residents, structures, garbage, filth... in an instant, was decomposed into the purest particles of light.

No explosion, no roar, not even a single scream.

Everything vanished silently into the air.

In its place, only a flat, clean, glassy-smooth land remained, as if melted by high heat and rapidly cooled.

As if that area, along with everything it bore, had never existed.

All of New Delhi fell into absolute silence.

In the National Security Council meeting room, the Prime Minister and Generals who had been cheering just a second ago now sat pale as sheets, trembling as they collapsed into their chairs.

Intelligence agencies worldwide, witnessing everything via satellite broadcast, also fell into prolonged shock and silence.

Mid-air.

Arjuna slowly put away his longbow.

His pure black eye swept across the entire city as he proclaimed once more.

"I am Arjuna, class Berserker, summoned by the Holy Grail."

"From this day forth, I shall purify all the evil in this world."