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

Soon, it will reach them.

He has no intention of leaving here.

It's about time we meet the embodiment of "death," one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the Pale Knight responsible for transporting death.

Chapter 628: Bringing Death to the World [Please Subscribe! Please Vote! ]

The black fog spread too quickly.

Needless to say, people fighting inside the hospital, even people outside the hospital were also involved.

All life has disappeared from the once bustling main road.

Gilgamesh, Alcides, the police, the priest who was guarding the hospital, and even Richard, who had left the battle, disappeared without a trace.

In the end, not even a single insect corpse was left.

——There, only the city streets dominated by silence remained.

No one knows why the black fog appears.

The sleeping girl at the center of this incident expressed her ignorant wishes to the heroic spirit.

She regards the Heroic Spirits as lovely friends.

The heroic spirit also regarded her as the only one in this world, and adjusted the center of the system from the world to this one person.

So, that's why.

The invisible heroic spirit took action to fulfill the girl's wish and protect her possessions.

The dazzling light that disturbs the girl's sleep should be made to go away in a dark sleep.

Let the annoying storm that threatens the girl's salvation never blow again.

The Pale Knight, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

It brings death into the world.

The black fog only spreads in a fixed area.

Within a radius of dozens of kilometers with the hospital as the center, the area was almost completely engulfed by black fog.

However, not everyone was caught in the black fog.

Some people are able to escape.

Alcides and Hippolyta, for example, reacted the moment they became aware of the black fog.

The two of them got on their respective mounts.

Before the black fog swallowed them, the two quickly evacuated from the main road near the Central Hospital.

Alcides uses his Noble Phantasm, the Twelve Glories.

He used this power to summon four "Diomedes Demon Horses", leaving three of them as bait for Black Mist. He rode the remaining one and successfully escaped from the scene.

Hippolyta was much more relaxed.

She immediately released her divine energy from her body, and then allowed her mount, Karion, to fuse with it, unleashing an explosive burst of energy.

This is something Alcides would never do.

Therefore, while Alcides was escaping from the black fog, he was hit by Hippolyta's friendly punch.

Ben was restored to a similar physical state through the Twelve Trials.

Not long after, he became seriously injured again.

In just one short night, Alcides nearly lost four lives. Moreover, he was constantly facing the danger of the monster's poison eroding his sanity.

Although the poison of the monster cannot threaten its life.

But, you have to know that in mythology, there was snake venom in this place that made the sage Chiron want to neither live nor die.

Today, it has been strengthened several times by Moran.

There was no way Alcides could ignore it.

The black mud composed of the evil of mankind in this world can only repair Alcides' injuries, but cannot alleviate his mental pain.

In fact, it only increases the host's mental burden.

The brutality of this battle was beyond imagination.

"It can probably last four or five days..."

Alcides let out a heavy breath.

It's not just the effects of the poison and the evils of this world, but also the matter of plundering the Sword of Separation and integrating it into the spiritual base.

The Sword of Separation is too powerful and noble.

To the extent that, at the moment of merging into the spiritual base, even Alcides' spiritual base carrier was almost unstable.

Now, it is just maintaining a critical point.

He is like a gasoline barrel ready to explode at any time, just waiting for a spark to appear as an opportunity.

Alcides's sanity would vanish.

When the time comes, he will simply transform into a ferocious beast, a berserker who will stop at nothing to destroy the gods.

By no means was he a consummate fighter.

"It's not a big deal. As long as I eliminate all those who are in the way before then, and then have a final fight with my friend, I can then rely on the power of the Holy Grail to fulfill my long-cherished wish."

Just as Alcides was thinking about this.

That annoying smell came back again.

"Hmph, Queen. You're still chasing me after this. Aren't you afraid of being entangled by this black fog?"

Alcides released the bowstring and shot the arrow.

The explosion once again brought out a blazing flame.

Hippolyta, who had been holding on tightly and had severely injured Alcides, appeared here on a black horse.

Arriving along with it was the spreading darkness.

Those things were very similar to mud, stirring, twisting and overflowing like primitive animals.

Mud exploded and darkness rushed.

A tsunami that sweeps away everything, swallowing up all life in its path.

The two Heroic Spirits engaged in combat while avoiding it.

"Queen of the Amazons, what brings you to this Holy Grail War? In your lifetime, you were favored by those vile gods, and you built your nation on the suffering of others. What else could you possibly desire?"

Alcides said with contempt.

This is a complete fabrication and provocation.

Hippolyta couldn't help but frown when she heard this. Her Amazons would only fight those who were their enemies.

Unfortunately, they have many enemies.

The Amazon warrior tribe is characterized by being composed only of women. Whether in hunting, farming, animal husbandry, or daily life, all operations and management are done only by women.

Only those who hope to leave offspring will socialize with men in surrounding cities.

Therefore, this ethnic group often encounters men who are unhappy about this.

The rulers of the surrounding cities and the bandits who occupied the mountains all coveted the Amazon.

Fortunately, Amazon beat them all back.

They have never been defeated.

For the people of the Amazon tribe at that time, all this was thanks to their young queen.

"'Why am I participating in the Holy Grail War?

It's not your place as a scoundrel to point fingers... Not to mention, you've fallen into such a wicked state!"

Hippolyta's anger remained undiminished.

In fact, she was grateful to Hercules during her lifetime.

That's why I'm so angry now.

The noble hero that she and Moran recognized has now become a demon who tramples on honor.

Similar to, being disappointed in someone.

Or maybe it's because I don't believe that the symbol of an era could so easily degenerate into this state.

There's a reason why she displays this attitude.

Heracles can be said to be a representative Greek hero, and his fall was due to the denial of food to his fellow countrymen of that era.

Heroes of his time could never ignore him.

Everyone will be angry about this.

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Hippolyta admired Hercules.

This is a kind of respect for the strong.

Not tempted by lust for physical pleasure.

Long before she met Hercules, she had seen powerful heroes of the same caliber.

He was the father of the Amazons, an ally of the great god of war Ares, and the most powerful king who even waged war against the gods.

That man, the one the queen thinks about day and night.

The man was blown into the Amazon kingdom by the wind of fate, and his initial connection with her was also in an accident.

To this day, Hippolyta still remembers it.

It was an absurd yet romantic night.

Under the sparkling moonlight, she intended to wash away the filth on her body so that she could meet her father Ares, but she met Moran naked while bathing.

The beautiful queen's first concern was not chastity.

Instead, she fought with the man.

It really fits the style of the daughter of the god of war, and also embodies the tough Amazon custom of making a living by fighting.

From then on, the queen felt at home.

So, when she looked at the hero again later, her eyes were filled with pure admiration for the strong.

Only when facing Moran was she driven by the desire to leave behind strong offspring.

However, in the past, it was hindered by various accidents and problems.

As a result, she had no chance to take action.

During her lifetime, Hippolyta agreed without hesitation to hand over the "Armor of Mars" to Hercules, considering that the great hero was Moran's brother and that establishing a friendship with him was valuable.

Meanwhile, the Queen is looking forward to it.

I hope that the tribesmen can learn from each other through equal relationships, foster a competitive spirit, and become a more united and powerful nation.

This was her expectation of Hercules.

This expectation was realized during his lifetime.

Because of Moran's existence.

The conspiracy of the gods did not bring disaster to the Amazons, but instead strengthened the connection between the Amazons and the Pelasgians.

Along with the great hero Hercules.

Under Moran's leadership, everyone agreed that the female tribesmen who wanted to have children would be able to socialize with the men who sailed with the hero, and that they would trade with the city-state to which the hero belonged, and the agreement would be concluded with a peaceful transfer.

Although, there are many female warriors who want to have sex with Moran.