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

In essence, it is a torture of the inner self.

If those affected by the Chime of Homesickness cannot forgive themselves, then there is no hope of getting out of it.

Alcides was one of these people.

His strong will is based on hatred of the past.

And this is exactly what Wangxiangzhizhong wants.

Alcides hated the gods.

He hated it so much that he wanted to erase everything about himself as a god, and even wanted to destroy all the gods who had left the surface of the earth.

This is a manifestation of his inability to let go of the past.

Therefore, Moran was able to let Noyer deal with Alcides with confidence because of this consideration.

Alcides as an avenger.

There is absolutely no denying hatred.

It’s not that Noelle is very strong. In terms of strength, she cannot fight against Alcides.

This is simply a restraint of compatibility.

If Noyer had become a Dead Apostle through common methods, the awakening principle blood ring would not be so powerful.

Alcides' chances of escaping the dream would also be much greater.

But, with the blessing of Moran's blood.

Noyer is already a vampire of the twenty-seventh ancestor level.

The purity of the Principle Blood Ring is quite high.

It will be extremely difficult for the Avengers to pass the Homesick Bell.

However, this doesn't mean he has no chance.

Even though Alcides degenerated into a demon who hunted children, he was still a great hero who created myths.

Snowfield, Kurtzman Special Correctional Center.

During the battle at the Central Hospital.

Fadius was thinking about how to deal with the hospital situation, and he somewhat regretted sending the assassin.

Who would have thought that it would not even be half a day.

The battle started again.

Not only that, the news also said that a possible low pressure system seemed to be hitting west of Las Vegas.

Fortunately, Xueyuan City has not yet fallen into panic.

Most of the unrest was covered up by Fadius, and it was now confirmed that even if a large-scale incident occurred, it could be suppressed to a certain extent by asking Francesca for help.

While he was thinking, Fadius's private communication system responded.

The communication did not come from Snowfield's insider, but from the real mastermind responsible for supporting him - the Special Branch in Washington.

"........I am Fadius, General, what can I do for you?"

"Have you watched the news?"

A calm and strong male voice came from the phone.

Then, Fadius also turned his attention to the TV in the room. He was watching the city news broadcast.

He now switched to a news station outside the city.

Then, Fadius saw on the news that a leading candidate for the next president had died.

The death of a presidential candidate is surprising.

However, Fadius just regarded this as an accident, but the man he called "General" did not think so.

The reason is also very obvious.

"You think this is an accident? I'd like to ask you if the Holy Grail War in Xueyuan City is related to this?"

".........General, what do you mean?"

"It's not just him. Yesterday afternoon alone, a total of 35 people, ranging from financial tycoons to mainstream media hosts and even leaders of lobbying groups, died suddenly, unexpectedly or from illness. And all of them were closely associated with the White House."

"........"

For a moment, Fadius felt a buzzing in his head.

Thirty-five senior White House officials died within one day, and all of them were accidental deaths.

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——Are you kidding me!?

But this joke is not funny.

It's like someone being shot multiple times in the back at home, but the Secret Service determines it was a suicide.

After that, there was a voice on the other end of the phone.

I explained to him that the deaths of the 35 people were so strange and there was nothing suspicious about them, which was the most suspicious thing.

The results of the autopsy were undoubtedly accidental deaths and death from illness.

Some people in the political circle also believe that it was caused by magic.

Therefore, considering that the Holy Grail War is being held in Snowfield City, it is normal for others to make this connection.

"This matter has not yet been reported to the President. If you know of any connection to Snowfield's ritual, please contact me immediately."

The conversation between Fadius and the general ends.

Little did he know that this strange day would be called "the cursed day of the Ugly Country" in later generations.

Even bizarre urban legends have been portrayed.

After receiving this news, Fadius began to investigate, but the deeper he went, the more he felt something was wrong.

The place and time when those thirty-five people died.

String these all together.

As a result, Fadius discovered that they were centered around Gavarosa Cotillio's base, connecting places not far from it in sequence.

Think about the order he had given to Hassan earlier.

—Killed Gavarosa Cottiglio.

A terrible idea gradually emerged from my mind.

"Hassan...where are you...and what are you doing...?"

At this point, Fadius finally noticed the situation.

Now the scope of this Holy Grail War is not limited to Snowfield - its curse has begun to spread to the entire land of Ugly Country.

However, the bad things are not over yet.

As if the blow dealt to Fadius was not over yet, the news announcer made a panicked sound.

His stomachache increased again.

"What we are reporting now is the continuation of the weather forecast. The low pressure system west of Las Vegas has been observed to suddenly increase in power and form a super-large typhoon!"

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Snowfield, twenty kilometers above.

"Come on, come in quickly."

The silver-haired woman radiated a shimmering glow.

Every breath she took was exhaling pure true ether, and even the space around her began to deteriorate.

"Very good, very good. Although it was pulled from a branch that seemed to have no connection to anywhere, it's only for a short period of time, so it doesn't matter if it doesn't exist, right? If I were myself at that time, I should have been able to use the power to some extent."

The silver-haired woman smiled happily.

It's like looking at a cute pet.

Deep in the dark clouds in the distance.

It seemed as if an extremely huge figure was moving, and the thunder released was its roar.

"Don't worry, I won't attack you until you arrive. Let's all take revenge together. This time, we'll teach that rude and ungrateful guy a lesson. When you get here, I'll immediately restore you to your original appearance..."

Look forward to it—God of Heaven, the Bull!

The identity of the silver-haired woman is about to be revealed.

Although there was a smile on her face.

However, it is filled with emotions that can be described as terrifying, so cold that it makes one tremble all over.

The former Bull of Heaven was killed by Moran, Gilgamesh, and Enkidu, but this Bull of Heaven was dragged here by her from another timeline.

The sudden change in atmospheric pressure before my eyes.

It is the precursor to the appearance of the Bull of Heaven.

The silver-haired woman is not the only one in the sky, Francesca's magic workshop is also here.

That airship floating in the air is it.

Even with the use of the most advanced technology of the Ugly Country and the magic of Francesca.

In the face of the pressure of this storm, it is still like duckweed on the sea, at risk of falling at any time.

"Really... Can't we change places when the goddess gets angry?"

"Having a broken goddess as an opponent... this is not fun at all!"

Francesca and François trembled.

In the face of the majesty of the gods, they could only huddle in the workshop, not even daring to breathe.

Snowfield, town centre, church.

A torrential rain composed of Noble Phantasms fell all over the sky, and a shimmering afterimage came and went freely in it.

This is the battlefield of Gilgamesh and Richard.

However, a voice came from inside that didn't sound tense at all.

"Just look at this beautiful exterior! Just holding it feels like having an army! I'm not just talking about the magical power contained within, but look at the craftsmanship, the technique, and the creation itself!

I know very well that even if I remove any of the decorations above, I can still express everything with a simple and complete feeling!"

Richard dodged the falling Noble Phantasms.

At the same time, he grabbed a sword stuck in the ground and used it to knock away the flying spear blade.

He marveled at the sword's performance.

There was also a bright light shining in his eyes.

"If each of these weapons is a creation of the stars, then they are not only the source of the flow, but also the form of fertile soil!

Hey! You! These are seriously awesome! Are all the weapons around you this good? You can actually throw them around without a care!

Ah! I have to honestly salute you for this part! You are really great, I am so envious! "

Richard had an envious expression on his face.

The true thoughts from the heart were expressed directly and were so sincere that it made people laugh.

If I hadn't seen the two of them fighting so fiercely.

I'm afraid passers-by would think they are just chatting and laughing.

Every flying treasure carries the risk of taking someone's life. Richard will die here if he is not careful.

"Hahahahahaha! Of course, who do you think I am? There is not a single ordinary item in my treasure house."

Gilgamesh was very pleased with the flattery.