I'm in Type-Moon, how can I let you bully me?

In this timeline, the Greek mechas united to defeat the underdeveloped white giant.

Afterwards, the mechas naturally collected a lot of information over a long period of time.

Including this information about the Law God Armed Forces.

“It’s actually true…”

The lock of heaven.

According to legend, the weapons created by God were originally used as chains to maintain the existence of humans and God.

But it gradually became a weapon that could gain support from the planet and be used as a god of law and justice.

Apollo never expected that the god of opportunity and creation who "has all possibilities" in front of him could actually use such a powerful prop.

But Apollo was not afraid of the excellent performance of the Sky Chain. He just had a complicated tone and sighed after thinking about it.

"In the past, we have obtained some information about a king known as the Savior, who was suspected to have the ability to stop time for the entire world."

"..."

For some reason, I felt a strange sensation, as if I was being asked, "Is this photo of you?"

Even though I know that the world in the trial is the same timeline and the same world, it still feels weird to hear news about "myself" from other people in the trial.

Russell therefore asked nonchalantly, "Did you get much information?"

"Not much."

Artemis came to her senses at this time and was a little dissatisfied that Russell did not intend to tie her up with chains, but she still responded in the excitement of not having to face Zeus anymore.

"All we know is that the king possesses the power to stop time. The information also seems to mention the name 'Stand', and a legend about a human slaying a supreme god-king... Oh, and there seem to be some fairy tales? I think I told Atalanta some of them when she was little."

A fairy tale?

This kind of innocent and dreamy story is indeed suitable to be spread.

Russell thought of the fairy tale book that belonged to him, which still exists today, and felt a little dazed.

"If we're talking about the power that can defeat the God King and Zeus' true form, that king is easily the most likely person to come to mind. So... since you have support from the Suppressive Force, perhaps you can also gain the power of that king?"

Apollo wasn't so sure about that either.

On the one hand, it is uncertain whether Russell can do this.

On the other hand, it is uncertain whether the king can do this.

After all, it is said that the defeated Supreme God King was not defeated in a one-on-one battle.

For unknown reasons, all the gods of that pantheon supported the king.

The supreme God King was defeated because of this.

As for why he is only referred to as "the Supreme God King"...

This is because Apollo was surprised to find that even the Mecha-God, who recorded everything in the database, had forgotten the name of the Supreme God King.

It was as if an invisible hand had wiped out the name and existence of this God-King.

However, how could such a power exist?

Apollo smiled softly: "I don't know if the support you get from the restraining force can reach the level of that king..."

"..."

Russell thought for a moment and said.

"If I can reach this level, I'll be quite confident in myself. I might even be able to exceed my expectations."

"but......"

Looking at the clear blue sky above his head, his tone seemed a little solemn.

"That might be enough, but it might not be perfect. Let's add some safeguards and do our best."

Russell's gaze shifted from the clear blue sky to the panel that only he could see.

Your name is known throughout Greece, from Arcadia to Olympus.

[Regional Favorability - Greece Open]

"There should still be time..."

Artemis made such a guess.

"Zeus, to some extent, truly loves humanity. Even if you just destroyed his divine body, he would be completely helpless, let alone not. However, Zeus will not be angry and send down even more powerful divine punishment to destroy you."

"He will only..."

Artemis's expression, which was originally unique to a "love-brained girl", became cold at this moment, and her tone was a little solemn.

"Just like with Hercules, I will secretly allow the 'story' he wrote to unfold completely and smoothly."

"Then let's wait and see."

......

After returning to her divine identity, Medusa, whose blood could give birth to magical beasts, has taken a step further.

Although not as powerful as the "Gorgon", the goddess of warcraft who obtained the wombs of all beasts in the Duel Warcraft Front, the number of warcraft that Medusa can create is still huge, and her strength is not much inferior.

With the blessing of divine power and faith, even mythical beasts can be conceived at his fingertips.

Russell would occasionally be pulled by Medusa to produce so-called monsters, magical beasts or mythical beasts.

According to Medusa's strange train of thought, she seemed to regard these monsters as the fruits of her and Russell's love.

Thus, in this country, humans and monsters lived in harmony like brothers.

Under the fire of St. Elmo, that is, Pollux and Castor guiding the ships, under the power of the Golden Fleece, under the ability of Medusa.

Whether it is shipping, agriculture or aquaculture, Corinth has achieved rapid development.

It can even be said that the people have surpassed the state of having enough food and clothing and living and working in peace and contentment, and have reached a higher level. The name of the utopia has become more and more famous.

At this point, there are naturally many heroes attracted by such a great reputation.

For example, today...

A guy who was indeed a very famous hero, but who was not doing well at all, came to Corinth.

"Is this the country founded by that Sisyphus guy?"

Looking at the prosperous scene before him, his eyes were filled with excitement and hope.

"...Finally found it. Now I can relax and enjoy myself for a while."

77. Gathering of Heroes

"Sisyphus, this guy is really famous now..."

In the forest, Jason, covered in rain of pine needles from the passing of a mythical beast, looked at the scene in amazement.

The setting sun cast an amber glow over the forest at this moment, and Jason was even more amazed by the fantastical species of different races sleeping under the treetops.

Jason, who did not wake up or bare his teeth at the approach of a human, and had never seen so many fantasy species so friendly to humans, confirmed the rumors he had heard recently.

"Is this the utopia of the master of the Phantasma, far away from the mundane world?"

In today's Greece, where wars are frequent and tragedies and epics are intertwined, this invisible island is far away from the world, without any hostility, and can only experience an inexplicable peace. Even monsters can live in harmony with humans.

Perhaps, it can really be called an ideal place far away from the world.

No wonder rumors say that many heroes and even mortals who have suffered misfortune and hardship are searching for this place and are unwilling to leave.

"If I didn't want to continue sailing and become the praised king of excellence, I might actually want to stay here."

The breathtaking scenery before him made Jason look around with longing.

Then, he followed the instructions and walked into the city.

"But now..."

Jason murmured the moment he stepped into the city.

“Perhaps only people whose dreams have rotted away would settle here.”

Just after saying this, Jason cried out in shock, as if he had seen an extremely incredible scene.

"Hercules?"

"...It's Jason."

A weak and tired voice came out of the mouth of the burly man in front of him.

Jason could hardly believe his eyes.

In his eyes, the person in front of him really looked like his best friend Hercules, even his strong body had not changed.

but......

That spirit, that confidence as a great Greek hero, and the will to not fear any challenges and hardships are almost impossible to see.

The only thing Jason could see in Hercules' expression was the great hero's mockery of himself, of fate, and of everything.

"what happened?"

His voice was dry, a hint of regret for the pain his friend might be going through.

Hercules was silent for a moment, then said bleakly, "A lot of things happened..."

"I brought Teacher Chiron here. He was poisoned. I heard that Sisyphus and Asclepius were here, so I brought Teacher Chiron here."

He sat cross-legged on the ground without any manners and spoke softly.

"That's the Hydra's poison. It's said that no one can cure it, but Asclepius... and Sisyphus, perhaps. The pain of that venom is truly unbearable. Chiron, the teacher, actually intends to return his immortality, hoping to escape this pain by dying..."

Hearing this, a surge of anger appeared on Jason's face.

Teacher Chiron was actually poisoned by Hydra?

Teacher Chiron, who raised me and taught me, and who patiently advised me even though I was uneducated and thought his courses were useless, was actually poisoned?

The pain of this venom even made Teacher Chiron ready to return his own immortality to escape this pain?

At this moment, Jason had never felt so angry.

"Who did it?"

Even when his uncle was ready to play tricks on him and kill him, Jason never became so angry.

But now, he vowed he would gather the crew and take revenge on that man.

"it's me."

Jason's angry voice seemed to make Hercules even more depressed.

This great hero, who had always held his head proudly high, actually kept his head lowered during the time I was in contact with him.

Jason was surprised to find this and asked in confusion, "Why?"

"When I completed the required trial, I mistakenly identified Chiron, who was resolving a dispute among the Centaurs, and shot the arrow stained with Hydra venom."

Thinking back to that day, the moment I realized who I had shot, the regret and pain that surged in my heart was like a wild dog gnawing at my internal organs.

Hercules let out a long sigh.

"Why is this happening..." Jason was completely bewildered. "You're a great hero! A master of all trades! Why couldn't you recognize Chiron and the other Centaurs within range?"

"..."

Yeah, why?

This is the question Hercules has been asking himself.

Why do I keep reminding myself to control my extraordinary strength, but I still end up causing tragedies by accident?

Why is it that even with my extraordinary eyesight, I am unable to distinguish my most beloved teacher even though he is clearly within range?

Why......

Hercules, in a trance, uttered words that bewildered Jason.

"Maybe, it's because this is the script?"

"script......"