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

No one in this world can imitate such a unique skill.

Ishtar had the honor of being the “person” who saw it for the first time.

The name of his treasure is——

"Zabaniyah"

The moment this suicide Noble Phantasm was activated.

Enkidu in the distance was slightly stunned.

His ability to sense the world's auras, which had been assimilated to the world, was unable to detect any trace of Ishtar.

It was as if she disappeared from this world out of thin air.

It wasn't just her color that disappeared.

A portion of the divinity that filled the Temple of Ishtar disappeared abruptly, as if falling into an abyss.

Moreover, the scope of loss of divinity is gradually expanding, and the world is disappearing.

Colors, sounds, smells, magic—see the sacred aura that filled the temple gradually swallowed by the shadows.

"What... Goddess Ishtar...!?"

Not only Enkidu, but also Haruli and Subaba noticed this strange phenomenon.

Haruli looked anxious.

She wanted very much to rush to the temple to help Ishtar, but the other party had given the order long ago.

No one can enter the temple without her permission.

Haruli had no idea what the black shadow had done to cause her goddess to behave in such a strange way.

“Berserker…!”

Haruli couldn't bear it anymore.

She directed Subaba.

Although Ishtar said that no one was allowed to enter the temple, she could intervene by not entering the temple.

Iridescent beams gathered above Subaba's head.

The beam of light hit the darkness with precision.

However, it disappeared silently the moment it came into contact with the "shadow" in the temple.

There was no explosion, no shock wave, not even a breeze.

This scene left Haruli at a loss.

Even Subaba's power is useless. What on earth is that strange black mist?!

"Kid, I told you there's no need to worry. A trick like this wouldn't faze me."

In the darkness that no light can escape.

A gap slowly opened.

The other side of the gap couldn't even sense sound wave reflections or magic, nor could it sense the specific depth.

Able to create a gap in this darkness.

This is the best proof of Ishtar's divine power.

In fact, this was completely beyond Ishtar's expectations.

A mere Servant's suicidal Noble Phantasm actually required her to use all her divine power to resist it.

Otherwise, even she, who is a god, will be devoured.

It's hard to imagine this is an assassin's Noble Phantasm.

Until now, the creeping darkness is still eroding the remaining light inside the temple.

Moreover, this darkness has substance.

Ishtar had to add the power of charm to distort the air and walls of the temple.

In order to resist the further spread of darkness.

If Ishtar herself were to touch this shadow, she would undoubtedly die.

Therefore, she kindly reminded Haruli.

Prevent this child from making a big mistake.

"Damn it... A mere ugly darkness dares to sully the sky. It dares to offend the realm of God. Even if such an insect dies ten thousand times, it will not be enough...!"

Ishtar was furious.

She originally wanted to crush Youyi Hassan to death like swatting a pest, but she didn't expect that the opponent's Noble Phantasm was a self-destructive Noble Phantasm that could only be triggered by death.

Now, this darkness is constantly wriggling like a quagmire.

It is eating away at the temple and even the entire forest.

Ishtar felt that the divinity she had finally regained was weakening.

This is the work of the "darkness".

Ishtar made a grave mistake by choosing to kill Yuyi Hassan inside the temple.

Now, she is reaping the consequences.

An insect that was accidentally killed exploded in an instant and released countless disgusting larvae.

And Ishtar's hands were covered in filth.

That's pretty much how she felt.

As annoyed as she was, there was no way to dispel this inexplicable darkness, even with the power of God.

P.S. It's my birthday today, so I'm going out to eat with family and friends, so I can only update twice a day.

Chapter 696: Revenge on the Gods [Subscribe! Flowers!]

At this moment, the forest surrounding the temple was no longer noisy, and silence and darkness seeped out from within the world.

Shadows everywhere are being amplified.

Haruli and Subaba were careful with the darkness.

Although it is full of the breath of death.

But this darkness did not harm even a single insect.

The shadow of the earth under the sky only denies one thing.

That is none other than the Mistress of the Sky, who wishes to cover the earth with false light.

"Ma Anna, let's go!"

Ishtar shouted as she leaped above the temple.

The lapis lazuli and gold that made up the temple's decorations began to dance together, gathering around her and transforming into a bow-shaped boat with two graceful arcs, carrying Ishtar into the sky.

Facing Ishtar who was trying to escape.

The shadow did not fall.

They surged like a flood and tidal waves, chasing Ishtar closely as if they were alive.

It is determined to drown and swallow up the light of the golden star.

On the way, Ishtar used her power of charm to distort space, terrain, and airflow to hinder Shadow's progress.

Even if it's a dodging and fleeing posture.

It still looks beautiful and elegant.

Unfortunately, this situation cannot continue.

Ma Anna was originally a sky boat that could travel freely around the world.

But the world has not yet fully recovered from the Age of Gods, and it can only maintain its highest speed within the confines of temples and forests.

On the contrary, "Shadow" is something that resists the new world and will exist even if the seas dry up and the rocks crumble.

As long as it persists in pursuing her, Ishtar will eventually exhaust her spirit and magic power. This is something that goes without saying.

Besides, Ishtar’s escape might not be smooth.

As she fled, the avengers hiding in the dark were also stringing their arrows.

Snowfield, industrial area.

Hippolyta arrived at this area first.

A huge wave of dark and dirty magic power erupted from the front, and the Avenger had no intention of concealing his presence.

Compared to the confrontation a few days ago, the abnormal aura has become more sinister, and the amount of magic power is also beyond common sense.

“That guy…”

Hippolyta gritted her teeth.

She sensed that Alcides had grown stronger.

However, the Avenger was unaware of the Queen's approach at this moment, as he was concentrating on his target in the distance.

Alcides stood on top of a chimney in an industrial area.

I don’t know if it’s because of the typhoon or the chaos in the city these days, but the factory is not in operation.

No smoke came out of the chimney.

"You are trying to become the echo of God."

Distorted magic power resembling black mud began to gather in the bow in his hand.

The deadly poison of the Hydra and the dark sludge continued to corrode his strong spiritual base.

"Let this arrow, the pinnacle of martial arts, burn deeply into your pearlless eyes!"

Alcides deliberately made the mud flow all over his body.

Immediately, revenge on God begins.

Originally, before Ishtar built the temple, he did not intend to consider the other party as a priority.

After all, it is just the echo of God.

But when Ishtar decided to return to the Age of Gods, the problem became completely different for Alcides.

Ishtar was intended to become the goddess of Venus again.

The gods are the ugly enemies that Alcides hates the most, whom he regards as the source of all evil and whom he is determined to destroy.

It is an existence that he must destroy even if he has to give up everything.

No matter what kind of thing.

Nothing can stop Alcides from killing the gods. He no longer takes the Holy Grail War itself seriously.

Even Enkidu, or his close friend Moran.

He also regarded it as trivial matters.

The person who needs revenge the most has appeared before our eyes.

All he had to do was break the backbone of God.

"——【Shoot Hundred Heads (Nine Lives)】"

The Noble Phantasm that was used against Gilgamesh on the street a few days ago.

Now, he aimed at the goddess.

Alcides had nine arrows on his bow, and they seemed to have transformed into poisonous dragons, roaring and soaring into the sky.

The spatial realm screamed in pain as if it was being gnawed through. This scene was heartbreaking and chilling.

It is enough to turn everything into destruction and filth filled with the breath of death. The dark purple arc of light sliding down the sky is the eye of the mad dragon.