The Demon King Demands a Reverse Capture

"We've used every means at our disposal to turn things around," said the bespectacled female director of the Strategy Division, her face icy. "But as you can see, four-fifths of humanity on Blue Star has been wiped out, while the Demon God hasn't suffered the slightest damage!" Shen Wen, who had transmigrated here only recently, was hit in the face with this horrific reality. He said with a pained expression, "You want to use love to influence a being beyond our comprehension? Are you sure this isn't a joke?" "What we've been pursuing all along is a miracle," the director replied, her calm voice tinged with madness. The planet entered the space age, and spacecraft crossed countless light-years. Humanity was on the verge of stepping into a science-fiction future when a terrifying Demon King descended from the heavens. Clad in a black robe, its face was an endlessly swirling vortex. It held up the planet as though it were a delicate glass marble. Its voice rang out, vast and immeasurable: "Tiny humans, as insignificant as dust, I have watched you, just as one might observe a fish swimming at the tail end of history's long river. I gave you your last hope of resistance, yet you placed it in the pitiful and laughable word 'love.' Do you think your delusions will succeed..." "Yes, you did succeed. Next, I demand a counter-strategy," the Demon King declared. There are always some small and insignificant people in this world who pursue the great goals they are willing to trade their entire lives for, with unparalleled courage, unshakable conviction, and a resolve that lasts until death. Good luck. Theme: Love is a miracle