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

[We must deal with the gods within a limited time. If we exceed this time, the light body phenomenon will end.]

[You, the True Ancestor, will also disappear, reduced to ashes.]

[However, this is also based on theoretical rules]

Since you dare to act like this

[Of course there are ways to deal with death. You promised Ereshkigal and Tiamat that you would win and return to them.]

[Like death caused by self-destructive behavior]

You definitely won't accept it.

[Right now, it's not time to come up with that plan yet. The power of the Light Body can still be unleashed.]

[The first step is to break the majesty of the gods]

[Determining the path of farewell between man and god]

[You take steps forward with multiple goals in mind, your unwavering presence is too dazzling.]

Even though you only have a few minutes

[But, that’s enough]

The gods, who had nowhere to escape, and Moran, who was in action, started fighting.

It's more like a death struggle than a slaying.

Any attack that landed on the surface of the light body could not even create a splash. Moran slapped the gods away like slapping mosquitoes.

"puff--!!"

Enlil's chest was torn by the claws of the atmosphere and he vomited blood.

Vivid bloodstains appeared on the chest.

What is floating in the air is the blood of gods. The third generation of gods have much stronger survival ability than the next generation of gods.

Even when facing the light body, he can still hold on.

From this point of view, it is worthy of praise from the planet.

"Moran, do you hate me so much!?"

Ishtar rides Maana.

As tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, artillery fire infused with the power of Venus also bombarded Moran.

However, she couldn't hurt Moran at all.

These attacks were in vain.

When she heard from other gods that Moran would destroy himself if he took action, the first thing she felt was not joy.

Instead, there is regret and fear.

Why? Why did she feel this fear?

Could it be that she still likes this hateful man?

"Ishtar, I never hated you.

But the era of you gods is indeed coming to an end. In the beginning, it wasn't me who took action, but you."

Moran stared at Ishtar for a moment.

There was no hostility in his gaze as he looked at Ishtar.

Until now, he still couldn't regard this goddess as an enemy. He pondered for a moment and said:

"If I abandon Ereshkigal because I love you, it would be unfair to her.

If you hadn't been so stubborn, things wouldn't have gotten to this point. I was wrong not to correct your mistake from the beginning... Until now, I still love you. At least, I won't deny it."

Moran had no intention of avoiding the question.

This is also the reason why he did not slaughter too many third-generation gods.

But these gods were crippled.

Otherwise, relying solely on the power of the light body, it would not be too difficult for him to increase the output and crush the third generation of gods to death.

"I was wrong?"

Ishtar covered her cheeks with trembling hands.

A sharp pain and bitterness welled up in my chest.

From the very beginning, she believed that if she gave her love, others would also give up everything to love her unconditionally.

【As everyone knows, this idea itself is wrong】

No one corrected her about this.

You are the first person to make Ishtar realize her mistakes.

Wrong character, wrong origin

If we are on an equal footing

Her unreasonable behavior is unreasonable.

Only when she stands in the position of a god facing humanity will anyone accept her unreasonable behavior.

[But, you are not a simple human]

[You have your own will and dignity].

Chapter 515: The True Miracle of the Stars [Please subscribe! Please give me flowers!]

You ruthlessly ravage the gods.

[Facing the violent power gathered within the inner sea of stars]

Facing the great cause of this planet

Even the supreme gods who destroyed humanity three times are powerless before you.

Some gods have not given up their fighting spirit.

[They roared desperately as if they were charging for the last time]

[However, this is in vain, as you crushed the divine light in your hands just like you did at the beginning.]

[For you, you only need to cripple these gods]

[There is no need to kill it completely]

After this battle, the Sumerian pantheon will no longer be able to maintain its existence. It can be said that the decline of their age is inevitable.

Soon, the death bell began to ring like the devil's ghost.

The dazzling light that makes up you becomes illusory.

[This scene was seen by the gods]

Gilgamesh and Enkidu also felt a pang of anxiety. Everyone knew that your end as a living being was approaching.

"You attempt to manipulate the planet's system with your own strength! No living being can withstand the planet's greatness! Die! This is the end of you, monster! Just destroy yourself!"

Enlil's armor completely shattered.

He kept coughing up internal organs and blood clots from his throat.

His eyeballs were bloodshot, his white hair was dyed red by blood, and he looked so miserable and miserable as a beggar on the street.

There is no trace of the holiness and majesty of the God-King.

Hundreds of compatriots have been reduced to only a few dozen. All of this is caused by the "humans" before us.

How could He not hate? How could He not hate?!

I regret underestimating the power of humans, I regret underestimating them, and I regret becoming an enemy of such a monster.

[However, the end of the Sumerian pantheon is inevitable]

What's the point of talking about regrets?

[At this moment, experiencing the consciousness of the gods]

Even though your brilliance has dimmed

[However, no god dared to approach rashly. The previously crushed god was the best warning sign.]

The further away it is, the more it feels like a "scary thing"

The closer you are, the more "real" you can be.

The only one you can approach safely is Ishtar. She is a special being that you do not consider an enemy.

[Even though she tried to attack you countless times, no matter how much damage she used, she couldn't hurt you at all.]

[Looking at you, your dim figure, like a dream]

[She has a strange feeling in her heart]

[I am not as happy about your death as I imagined, nor am I as relieved and excited as I imagined.]

[Yes, just a sense of emptiness and strangeness]

[Death? Will you face death?]

[You who have remained fearless until now, never faced defeat, and who would not bow down even to the gods?]

When Ishtar thought this way

[For some reason, she doesn't approve of this]

"To be precise, there is a voice saying that you will not die so easily. There is a voice deep within the goddess that does not want you to die just like that."

Ishtar is the person closest to you, and the one who can best see the true existence of your light body.

【--so】

[When she wanted to confirm all this, she subconsciously moved closer]

[When you are close enough to be skin-to-skin and eye-to-eye, she will inadvertently see your true self.]

[——Extremely dazzling and handsome]

【Recalling the first feelings】

【Recalling countless unforgettable experiences】

[She thought of this man, whom she both loved and hated, who had brought her true happiness. The man she once cherished most.]

The goddess is confused by her own feelings.

【At this time】

[No, it is precisely at times like this that she can truly realize her own weakness.]

They can’t go back to the past

No matter how much Ishtar hated him, she couldn't deny her love for the man before her. No matter who she met in the future, she would never forget the glory of this man.

Love and hate at the same time

Although gods don’t often dream

[But, if I could put aside all these contradictions and just love you, I would dream of it.]

【She will spend her whole life in love with him】

Ishtar knew her thoughts were ridiculous, but this was indeed what she truly desired.

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Like a flower blooming on your chest

【The fate of never meeting each other no matter what】

"We just have to wait for that monster to dissipate. Then... it will be our victory!"

Enlil swallowed the blood that rose to his throat.