Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

Even so, my emotions still can't accept it, and I'm unwilling to admit the truth... I know this is a cruel battlefield, and human life is extremely cheap, but this is too much of a trampling on human life.

Although the Britons and Saxons have a deep blood feud, at least from a racial perspective, they are still human.

The loss of human life always moves people.

“Ahh…ah…”

Even fought with the Saxons for many years.

The kings and nobles who had witnessed countless brutal battles were so frightened that their teeth were chattering.

Looking at the enemy's left wing which had become a no-man's land.

A golden sword piercing the earth, standing tall above countless pieces of blood and flesh, emitting a sacred glow.

There are no living beings there.

The fact that no one was left standing was too, too, too horrible.

No, it's not that simple.

Moran is a monster who can repeatedly defeat the Saxons by himself and can even easily destroy Warcraft and Fantasy.

Legend has it that he is an ancient dragon of Britain.

The most ancient and noble mystery.

The present phenomenon made this fact more vividly felt than the rumored praises that were spread throughout Britain.

The rumors are not as exaggerated as the reality.

"What have we been trying to find out until now...? We must not... become an enemy of this monster..."

A certain king said this with a trembling face.

He was a member of the Union Army.

He was also one of those who wanted to plot against and guard against Moran, but saw this overwhelming and terrifying force.

The thoughts vanished into thin air.

In the face of such overwhelming power, any conspiracy or trickery is nothing more than the ploy of a clown.

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The clamor that enveloped the Allied forces gradually faded away like the tide. Finally, everyone fell silent.

Strange sounds were heard from the silent Allied forces position. Too many sounds overlapped, making it sound noisy.

That was the sound of the teeth of the knights from each team clashing against each other.

Only the soldiers under Moran's command were so excited that they couldn't stop trembling, and their breathing became heavier because they were enchanted by the king's power.

Able to display this terrifying and dazzling magnificent power——

That is the king they worship!

He alone is Britain's destiny!

His extraordinary majesty has been seen many times by the soldiers of the demon army, and they cannot help but respect and worship him at all times.

Hidden? Concealed? Ridiculous!

A hegemon should be brave and move forward. There is absolutely no reason to hide in the crowd and act like a coward.

Kill gods, fight the world, and shatter common sense.

Suppressing all worldly values and common sense is the tyranny of a king.

The principles and laws of the new world that can continue the reign of the Gods in 06 and swallow up and modify everything are right here!

Unlike the past, which followed mysterious retreat.

He wanted this land of the Age of Gods to last forever, changing the past practice of accepting extinction and retreating helplessly.

Now, he reigns over Britain as king.

Everything will be different from before.

This is outrageous, outrageous... He just casually swung his sword... and it killed over three thousand people! How could he be so nonchalant?

The kings and nobles in the coalition camp did not dare to speak.

They only dared to wail in their hearts.

Everyone had a tense expression on their faces, and only dared to glance sideways at Moran beside them to see his heroic appearance.

Indeed, this is a battlefield, a place of killing, and taking the lives of the weak is natural. But even so, can you still be so calm and at ease after killing so many people with your own hands!?

According to the mentality of most people, they would feel regret or guilt.

But they didn't see it at all.

This king is the king of monsters who is superior to humans. He is a more terrifying existence than the dragon Vortigern.

"——What's wrong? You all look so bad."

“Ugh!?”

It was like driving steel into their bodies.

Hearing Moran's question, some of the royal nobles who were marching alongside him shouted foolishly, and then quickly began to pretend to be calm.

"No, it's okay... Lord Mo Lan... that was truly a brilliant strike..."

"You were born at the end of Britain's mysterious decline. This is a rare opportunity, so I'd like to give you a glimpse into the past Age of Gods. If you look back to the ancient mythological era, such things are not uncommon."

Moran spoke slowly like a caring mentor.

Showing the elegance of a king.

These kings and nobles spoke words of praise one after another, and their tongues were tied with fear, which was very funny.

The more afraid you are, the more you praise.

They were afraid that Moran would bring the same terror upon them if he was unhappy.

You didn't think much from beginning to end

[I don't even think about engaging in intrigue with these kings and nobles. The gap between the two sides is simply too great.]

There is absolutely no need for this.

[This is the king's leeway and dominance]

[As long as you show your brilliance, even those who are disloyal will eventually bow down to this light.]

[Kings and nobles wiped their sweat one after another]

"Well, your opening blow is complete. Now, let my army lead the charge for your divine weapon!"

[Some kings and nobles said so]

[Among them are kings who want to restore their image in front of you, kings who regret having offended and tested you, and kings who have been enchanted by your powerful power and fallen into mad worship.]

At this moment, they have a common idea

[——I must make my soldiers shed more blood than your demon army. Only in this way can I gain your love/forgiveness.]

[In order to survive, you must do this]

Even if you don't have any intentions against these kings and nobles, they will think the same way in order to seek peace of mind.

[After witnessing your terrifying attack]

[No one dares to test or speculate about you anymore]

"Hehe, did you guys make a mistake?"

"....What do you mean by this...?"

One of the nobles was so frightened that he broke out in a sweat.

I wonder if Moran had laughed at me in some way, or if the king had revealed his dissatisfaction with them?

"Everyone, we are comrades on the same front, fighting to save Britain, right? There's no need to be so nervous. I just want to say that my attack is not that simple, and that was just a prelude."

There was a hint of amusement in Moran's eyes.

Looking at these startled kings and nobles, he felt reluctant to continue teasing them.

This is the human race that can only look up to itself.

It would be too much to regard him as an opponent.

In his eyes, these kings and nobles were too short, and the way they plotted against him was too cute.

It made it impossible for him to even arouse any hostility.

"Haha, there's no need for your legions to enter. I don't want your precious elites to be reduced to a pulp... Next, it's time to reveal the true secrets of the Age of Gods. 610.

Everyone, please continue watching with me, the war is not over yet."

There was no trace of wildness in Moran's elegant tone.

Clearly draw a line between yourself and those cruel tyrants who love bloodshed.

He has never liked unnecessary killing.

However, he regarded Britain as his homeland, and wiping off the dust and filth was something that had to be done.

So Moran won't show any hesitation.

Just wish for a happy future and then win the next war.

【First to notice something was wrong】

[The knights from the Allied Forces again]

The knights, watching the battlefield from the safest distance, were naturally the first to notice. It was precisely because they believed they were safe that they could see the anomaly through the narrow slits in their helmets.

The golden sword thrown by the Lord of Light stirs up a storm.

[Death vortex claimed more than 3,000 lives]

The scarlet flesh and blood pulverized on the ground was like an altar offering a living sacrifice, and the golden sword pierced the ground like a blood-sucking fang.

[Whether it is a horse or a human corpse]

[They are all being devoured by this sword]

[It seems that something more terrifying is coming].

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[The golden sword bursts out a surging wave of blood]

In an instant, the Saxon left wing was eroded and swallowed up, and the ground seemed to turn into a hell of boiling blood.

【Unprecedented demonic nature is brewing】

[The golden sword itself was born from the blood of Medusa. You used it to create countless offspring. Now it devours human flesh and blood, reappearing the illusion that once disappeared from this world.]

[At this moment, the blood pool is the womb that breeds ferocious beasts]

[The blood bubble expanded to the size of a hill, and from it emerged the mythical beast Cerberus, who was gifted with the Principle Blood Ring.]

The blazing flames that burned throughout its body instantly evaporated the sea of blood, leaving only traces of dried blood on the surface. The world seemed to have turned red because of its appearance.

[A hateful beast engulfed in scorching flames]

[No matter how you look at it, it looks like an existence that escaped from a mythical world]

This scene drove the soldiers who witnessed it crazy, but it was incredibly real.

[The result after that is self-explanatory]

Massive chaos ensued in the Saxon army, and they all lost their will to fight.

[It's impossible to win a battle with a monster of this level]

[As long as you still stick to common sense, it will be impossible to fight this extraordinary existence.]

[The beast's roar is like a cry for help]