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

Moran will not be like Alcides.

In order to carry out revenge, he directed the flames of his selfish desires to the world.

The reason why Alcides is like this.

It was more because he had lost the compatible god, and his loved one once died because of the god.

The man named Alcides died that day.

The man walking backward is Hercules.

Therefore, Moran understood Alcides better than anyone else, and at the same time he sighed for this side of his best friend.

Even if it is transformed from black mud.

But this is undoubtedly the truth of Hercules, the truth of Alcides deep in his soul.

No one can deny it.

Temple of Ishtar, front.

Moran had already reached the door of the temple.

However, as soon as he arrived here, he saw people fighting.

Enkidu arrived at the temple faster than Moran.

At this moment, Subaba was opening a protective barrier, cooperating with the temple foundation controlled by Ishtar to block the incoming harpoons.

"Berserker! Lancers are up there!"

Haruli shouted to Subaba.

Even when faced with a hurricane whose slightest touch could kill her, her retreat was only for a moment.

Uphold your mission as the high priest.

This is the belief that Haruli is currently pursuing.

"......"

Enkidu also met Moran.

She shot out chains that had become a Noble Phantasm to bind the temple, then wrapped the chain around the harpoon and retracted it, forcibly pulling the harpoon towards the temple.

No distractions are allowed during combat.

What's more, the enemy is Subaba, who is guarding the cedar forest.

She gave Moran a faint smile the moment she noticed him, then turned her attention back to the battlefield.

Just a smile is enough to express the meaning.

This is the tacit understanding between her and Moran.

Moran accepted the greeting from Enkidu, as she was now busy trying to seize Ishtar's divinity.

There was really no time to spare and chat with Moran.

After all, Moran could understand.

For her, she could chat with Moran anytime she wanted, but the opportunity to teach Ishtar a lesson was rare.

Also, Enkidu's treatment of Ishtar was even more brutal than that of a bandit.

She used the properties of the divine weapon to attack Ishtar point by point.

At this moment, Enkidu's goal was half accomplished.

The divinity of the goddess Ishtar, the Mesopotamian gods, that filled the temple, was flowing through the chains into the harpoon.

“Ugh…! How could this happen?!”

Haruli looked surprised.

If this continues, not only will the confrontation between Ishtar and the Shadow collapse, but Enkidu's power will also increase significantly.

——If I continue to hold back my strength at this critical moment, that Heroic Spirit will invade the realm of the Goddess Ishtar.

As the Master, Haruli has to make a choice.

The current challenge is to prevent Moran from entering the temple, or to prevent Enkidu from plundering Ishtar's divinity.

You have to choose one of these two.

Watching Moran casually walk into the temple, and then looking at Enkidu on the other side who was acting without hesitation.

Haruli's intuition told her that Enkidu was more dangerous.

If this guy were allowed to take away Ishtar's divinity, the result would be most disadvantageous to their own goddess.

"I give the order with the Command Seal!"

As the chief priestess, Haruli did not hesitate.

There is no absolute advantage in any battle.

As a magician, a high priest blessed by Ishtar, and the master of the Berserkers, she was certain that any wrong step from here on would result in irreparable and fatal damage.

So she cried out with all her might.

In order to complete their mission, they are willing to sacrifice their lives.

"Berserker... Use all your strength to defeat the enemy of Goddess Ishtar, the Lancer!"

Haruli doesn't know yet.

How cruel the orders she gave were to the Berserkers.

However, the order had already been issued, and there was no room for retraction even if one wanted to.

Temple of Ishtar, interior.

Strolling all the way to the core of the divine realm.

Breathing in the air that was no different from the ancient age of gods, Moran's thoughts were involuntarily drawn back to the past.

After a while, he came to his senses.

The expressions on their faces also became serious.

"Divine Body Barrier, activate."

Moran's tone is flat though.

However, it contained a solemnity that had never been felt before. He had been preparing for this moment for many days.

The silver armor that was out of place in the ancient age of gods and the exoskeleton machinery whose technology far surpassed modern technology were armed on Moran through magic in just a moment.

"I have prepared enough land to welcome the gods, a medium sufficient for the gods to descend, and a spiritual foundation of sufficient quality... I have already prepared all of these. The next step is to summon them."

Moran raised his arms in the center of the temple.

At the same time, the technique was running as Moran expected, and he didn't need to spend any time to arrange it.

Yingyue as Mecha Technology.

Even setting up a summoning method can be done easily, as long as it is entered into the program in advance.

A summoning ritual that is larger, more complex, and more mysterious than the ordinary summoning ritual of heroic spirits is unfolding.

It takes the Moran as the center of the ceremony.

At the same time, Ishtar, who was fighting fiercely with Ereshkigal in the outside world, felt strange fluctuations coming from the temple.

——The foundation of her divinity is being shaken!

For a moment, Ishtar's face lost its composure, and an unprecedented panic appeared on her beautiful face.

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The divinity is fading at a rapid pace.

Whether it is Shadow or Enkidu's harpoon, their plundering speed is far inferior to this one.

It's like a cuckoo taking over a magpie's nest.

All that Ishtar had worked so hard to build had turned into someone else's wedding dress, and she also figured out the mastermind behind all this.

"Mo...Lan...!?"

Ishtar gritted her teeth and said angrily.

The excessive anger made it almost impossible for her to think, and the blazing fire was burning away her remaining sanity.

By sensing the situation inside the temple.

She saw Moran performing the ritual to summon him.

"I'm a little sorry, but I promised you I'd take any chances you throw at me. Ishtar, the people right now aren't at the point where you need to control them."

Moran's voice, transmitted through the helmet, was tinged with nostalgia.

There is no hostility towards the enemy.

Even when he was dealing with the wrath of the gods during his lifetime, he did not harbor too much resentment towards Ishtar.

However, things were different on Ishtar's side.

The foundation she had worked so hard to build was taken away by Moran, and her divinity and power were fading at an extremely fast rate.

At this moment, her beautiful eyes were filled with anger.

It was as if he wanted to pull out Moran's tendons and bones.

Before she could vent her anger.

Ereshkigal's spiritual spear followed, and Ishtar had to swing her hammer to block it.

However, her divinity has weakened greatly.

There was no way he could continue to contend with Ereshkigal.

"Asshole, asshole...! It's like this again... Are you satisfied only when you destroy everything like this? You just want me to live a more miserable life than anyone else, right?!"

Ishtar bit her lips unwillingly.

Her ruby-like beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which made people feel sympathy.

This is worse than the situation before death.

He didn't even have the chance to directly punish Moran, and the revenge he had finally achieved was ruined.

It's so aggrieved that it makes people want to cry.

From ancient times to the present, no one has been able to bully Ishtar like this and leave her so helpless.

"Why, why...! It's obviously your fault! You're the one who went too far! This is the first time I've ever loved you this much... How could you let me fall in love with you after all the hard work... and then make me suffer like this! This is too much, too much!"

Ishtar was like a girl whose emotions had broken down, uncontrollably expressing her inner sorrow.

Especially facing Ereshkigal.

Thinking about the situation he and she were in when they were facing the end of the Age of Gods, the other party was bidding farewell to the Age of Gods in happiness, while she was reluctantly leaving the Age of Gods with jealousy and resentment.

They are obviously sister gods, but there is such a huge difference between them.

Ishtar naturally couldn't accept it.

“…Ishtar.”

Ereshkigal couldn't help but be moved.

At the same time, I felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

She and Ishtar share the same roots.

They are sister gods with the same divinity, so even if they appear, they will most likely appear together.

Therefore, the invisible has an inexplicable connection.

She could feel the grief emanating from Ishtar's heart at that moment.

Even in the past, it was like this.

Although Ereshkigal disliked Ishtar, he didn't want to kill her to death.