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

The murderous intent erupted more fiercely than ever before.

But before that, Moran had her sights set on her line.

Mobilize all your strength to swing your claws.

“Gu…!”

In an instant, the thread holding Ishtar's neck was severed, and her movements came to a halt.

Moran immediately broke free from her restraints.

[Due to the Mystic Eyes of Pseudo-Death Perception, severing the death line will not bring Ishtar's death, but will only take away a lot of her vitality, rendering her unable to move.]

You didn't want this move originally.

[But when Ishtar revealed her murderous intent and anger, you were already helpless.]

[The only way is to make her lose her ability to move]

[Take away her vitality without letting her die]

[Gods are far more tenacious than imagined. Even if their lifeline is cut off by the Mystic Eyes of Pseudo-Death Instability, they will not die.]

[Other species might become weak and die]

"Huh... Ishtar, I am not one of those gods who dote on you. If you want to impose your will on me, I can only refuse."

Moran looked at Ishtar lying on the ground.

The arms that were originally supporting her suddenly slid down.

Perhaps, her consciousness had not yet recovered from the attack, and she fell to the ground as if she had fallen asleep.

In Ishtar’s Perception

You haven't hurt yourself until now.

[She was so willful that she thought she would be loved by everyone, and she never thought that the person she loved would make a move on her.]

[If you love someone, shouldn't they also love you? ]

[Shouldn't I obey myself as a goddess? ]

[When Ishtar was born, she was loved by many people. This was the truth of the world that she believed in.]

【However, you broke her princess dream】

[Crushed the Goddess's willfulness]

"........."

Looking at the red liquid spreading on the ground.

Moran was stunned for a few seconds.

He had indeed cut Ishtar's neck, so it was natural that she would bleed.

But, when you really see this scene.

Moran still sighed deeply in his heart.

At this moment, the goddess Ishtar simply fell down like a human.

Chapter 500: The Raging Venus Goddess [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly pass!]

"Ishtar..."

Moran pondered.

The blood of God is still flowing.

The blood of the Earth Mother continued to dye the earth red, and the deep red liquid, as thick as wine, flowed in large quantities.

The originally noble and gorgeous goddess Venus was stained red with blood.

As if the sacredness had been tarnished.

[Of course, you know Ishtar can't die.]

You only took away 40% of her vitality.

[Making her unable to move for a while]

At this point, if I still want to reason with Ishtar, or rely on talking to her, it is no longer possible.

You never intended to take action.

[This is also because I hope Ishtar will leave on her own initiative, so as to avoid the situation from escalating to this point. Looking back, there was a similar farewell between you and Morgan before.]

【But, Morgan is not a willful princess】

She chose to leave with dignity

Ishtar chose to persist in her willfulness, which led to the current unsightly situation.

If Morgan had been like Ishtar

【Would you do such a thing? 】

[Unconsciously, this question popped up in your mind, but you quickly put it out of your mind]

There is no point in discussing this issue.

Ishtar and Morgan are different. The only common denominator in this situation is you. If you were faced with a similar situation as Ishtar again, you would probably make the same choice.

Snap...

Ishtar's arm snapped as she fell to the ground.

Like the limbs of a spider, it supports itself on the ground.

——It's unbelievable. It was clearly my head that was hit. But the pain in my heart is even worse than the pain in my head.

It was neither words nor telepathy.

But it is as natural as breathing, and comes from the dissolution of consciousness.

So painful, so painful, so painful that I can't breathe, happy. So hot, so painful, but I still like it so much, I like it the most...!

However, things that cannot be obtained have no value. I will never let others take away what I want, and I will never let people I hate take it away! The things I like do not exist anywhere!

Ishtar panted like a wild animal.

Perhaps because of the wound on her neck, her hoarse voice came out intermittently.

I can't hear what you are saying.

Only emotions can be fully expressed.

But I was rejected, compared to him. I was horribly hurt by him. Again, again, again, and again. If that happens, I'll pay him back, tooth for tooth, a hundredfold!

It doesn't exist, it doesn't exist. That kind of guy, the kind of guy that I could fall in love with, never existed from the beginning!

Like the wailing of the sky and the earth.

The creaking and cracking sounds continued to leak out, and the power of the goddess was flowing out from Ishtar as the center.

Her power was running wild.

There is no aesthetics, only violence.

"Kill...you..."

Blood and breath seeped from Ishtar's throat.

Her arms were gathering strength.

The blood kept flowing.

Silently, her body fell to the ground.

The face appeared in the pool of blood.

Like an evil spirit in hell sneering at all living beings, his blood-red eyes shone through his golden hair with a hint of fiery red.

"Hehehe...kill...you..."

Ishtar sneered sinisterly.

As biting as the cold wind from the underworld.

She tried to stand up with one arm, but her lost vitality did not recover, and she fell to the ground, splashing blood.

Each time her body would be stained blood red.

Snap, snap, snap...

Getting up from the ground again and again.

Struggled, slipped, and fell.

It seemed as if she enjoyed even this inappropriate behavior.

Her bloodshot eyes stared at Moran lying in a pool of blood. Her madness and hatred had swallowed up her rationality.

The man I love most attacked me.

Because Ereshkigal attacked him.

She hates it more than anyone else.

She hated Moran for choosing Ereshkigal, she hated Moran for not wanting to obey her, and she hated not getting what she wanted.

"Ishtar......"

Although Moran had expected it to some extent.

But he didn't expect it to this extent.

At this moment, the sky and the earth became his enemies, and the malice that had nowhere to hide was boiling and roaring.

“Wait, wait…”

Ishtar growled in a low voice.

[The wound on the throat is no match for the wound on the heart]

Even if I've been deceived by you a few times, even if I can't beat you in acting, it doesn't matter.

She can accept all of this.

[But the humiliation that stung my heart like this]

She has never experienced this before

[Never tried it before]

「——That’s why I’m happy.」

I can’t imagine how satisfying it would be to unleash this anger on you.

[It is extremely joyful, a joy that cannot be obtained even if I exchange this world for something.]

【Happy, happy, happy...】

[I can’t bear it anymore, I won’t let it go]

[Break your limbs, tear your ribs, pull out your internal organs, longing to stomp your throat, cut your skull, and smear your brain on the ground]

"Wait here! I'll be right here... and kill you!"

Laughing, Ishtar laughed madly.

She fell and struggled in a pool of her own blood.

Even though her rational side knows that your power is immense, she is still consumed by her emotions.

[The mind that has lost its mind only thinks about killing the other party]

Even at the cost of one's life

[I must also completely destroy the man who caused me this pain, and make you wail in agony.]

Love turns to hate in just a moment

Aether magic fills the singularity within the wall, coupled with Ishtar's ever-flowing aura.