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

As far as the title of King of Gods is concerned, Zeus can be said to be extremely cautious.

He was more cautious than Zeus in the original Lostbelt timeline. He even laid a hidden trick in the integration of the Mecha Gods. Without damaging the Mecha Gods' power, he managed to integrate the twelve Mecha Gods except Artemis and Apollo.

but now......

Zeus was a little defensive.

"Originally, after we, the Mecha-Gods, arrived on this planet, we all concluded that the native gods were too weak and powerless to lead humanity into the future. It could even be said that they had accomplished nothing. Although we were gods, we could not compare to us, the descendants of Chaos, who had traveled across the starry seas."

He looked at Russell in disbelief, his voice a little heavy.

"Originally, I thought that your identity was due to the suppression power also knowing this, so you were born as a human, but possessed the unique life form of the local gods. However, now it seems that it is not clear."

"Could it be that you weren't born on this planet, but an outsider, a life form that came from outside the planet?"

Why are there so many intruders on this planet?

Zeus was a little puzzled. In addition to their Greek Mecha gods, the white giant god who had been repelled by his unified power of Mecha gods was also puzzled. He also knew that somewhere there was a cosmic life from a distant nebula buried.

If the person before me, called "Sisyphus," is also an outsider, a so-called Adventer...

The so-called "Polos" identity of this descender is worthy of speculation.

It shouldn't be the identity in the myths and legends they wrote, so what is its original identity?

It couldn't be that he was the Great Father God who claimed to be omniscient and omnipotent like him, right?

How is this possible...

How could the same name appear on two different people?

Zeus found it ridiculous when he thought about it. There was not only this point, but also another one.

"If you are also an Adventer, why do you claim to be human?"

"Because, I am indeed human."

Russell made no secret of his essential strength.

Even though he had been given the title of multiple God-Kings, even though he had usurped all the achievements and power of a God-King, even ordinary gods were not worthy of being called gods in front of him.

But he is indeed human.

Because he insisted on this point, no matter how "inhuman" he appeared, his essence did not change.

After all, the ritual for going to heaven that he had explored himself was to ascend to God as a "human".

Instead of ascending to deity as a "strange god".

Zeus pinched his face back to its original shape nonchalantly, his tone returning to indifference.

"This kind of power, which can even deform a divine body that carries my maximum strength, is also something a human can do?"

"Yes."

I can’t say anything about other forces, but this is indeed the case.

Although, this power is called the source of great power and the energy that can open up the universe.

But the ones who can use it most brilliantly are the human Saints.

When they can't defeat a group of enemies, they start saying "Burn!" and then rush forward to crush the enemies, even at the cost of burning themselves.

It is not impossible to perform a feat of killing gods.

Russell clenched his fists repeatedly, feeling a destructive impulse beginning to burst out of them.

"——The restraints are lifted."

Zeus looked at the power contained in Russell's fist with fear, and his tone was mechanical and cold.

The divine body began to crumble.

This is a normal phenomenon caused by the initial overload leading to collapse when receiving a force beyond the body's ability to bear.

But Zeus didn't care about this. He just moved his wrist and looked at Russell with a biting light in his eyes.

"Then let me test the purity of humanity."

"It just so happens that I also want to beat you until you cry."

Russell looked at Zeus's huge body as if he was looking at a rotting sandbag.

This was the most brutal battle.

The martial arts that are close to the limit of human beings obtained through bonds have no advantage in facing Zeus's future predictions and responses made by the computing power of the mecha.

Similarly, Zeus also believes that so-called "technology" is useless when facing Russell.

Thus, the fist-to-flesh fight began at this moment.

All techniques were abandoned, as primitive as children beating each other.

One second, a spear blade transformed from thunder slashed his chest, and the next moment, he was hit in the face by a fist emitting a destructive aura.

"Judging from the color and smell of this blood, you do have characteristics very similar to humans."

Zeus was splashed with blood from the wound on Russell's body, and his majestic and sacred attire seemed to be eroded by the devil, but he didn't care at all, and even tasted the smell of the blood sprayed to his mouth with interest.

There was a strange look in his eyes: "Could it be that they are humans from another universe?"

While they were talking, the attacks on each other did not stop.

The power that the Machine God had been continuously injecting into this divine body, and the powerful vitality and regenerative ability that Russell had gained from the bond, were now in a stalemate.

"..."

Russell rarely showed a smile on his face.

Since before, the so-called Great Father God in front of him has been analyzing, judging and guessing his identity.

From the Boros that shouldn't have appeared due to the restraining force, to alien invaders, non-humans, and then to humans from another universe.

It really is......

A divine light flashed in Russell's eyes, and after breaking Zeus' nose with his fist again, he shouted.

"Is it possible that all of these identities are me?"

107. The Appearance of the Almighty Father God

"..."

Are these all your identities?

Zeus said with amusement as he used his free hand to straighten his nose.

"Oh...that's really...an interesting way of saying it..."

Zeus felt that this divine body could not be maintained for too long, but he did not care too much and just spoke out in the same voice.

"Yes."

Russell nodded, his tone full of emotion.

"At first, I didn't think about the identity of the so-called Boros, but later, I found it quite ingenious."

Having said that, Russell wiped the sticky blood that blurred his vision and asked.

"Do you remember the myths you Mecha-Gods wrote, and your own deeds, Zeus?"

"nature."

Zeus frowned, not thinking this had anything to do with Pollux.

The so-called myths and heroic stories were all created by him as props to promote power, destiny and ideas.

"Whether it's the myth that Kronos overthrew the rule of his father Uranus, and then he was overthrown by you, Zeus, as his father, or whether it's actually you who led the overthrow of the previous generation of machine, Kronos, to seize the crown."

The light in his eyes became more and more dazzling.

After forcing Zeus back with a punch, Russell still stood there with a steady breath, his tone inexplicably rising.

"I overthrew the brutal rule of my 'father,' but in turn became the 'brutal father.' The process remained unchanged, yet the world advanced through it. Even if the progress was tortuous and spiraling through contradictions, compared to the past, it was still progress."

"Isn't that ridiculous?"

When asking Zeus this question, Russell's mouth curled up slightly.

From the myth of Uranus to the legend of Zeus, this cycle ended.

From the Golden Age, to the Silver Age, to the Bronze Age and even to the current Heroic Age.

Zeus stopped attacking, but his frown deepened.

"You are a visitor from another universe who thinks you are a human reed. What do you want to say?"

"My identity!"

Russell slowly read out the name of this body, which is the name known to the Greeks.

"Sisyphus, is there any story more absurd, more wise, or more representative of this spiral of contradictions than the one represented by this name?"

"Judgment, this view is wrong."

The divine body has reached the final moment of dissipation.

The thunderclouds in the sky grew heavier.

Zeus' true form has gradually descended upon this kingdom that belongs to him.

The tone, as expected, turned mechanically cold.

"The story of Sisyphus, drawn from Zeus's thinking, is simply a punishment for pushing the boulder to the top of a mountain but never reaching the end. It has nothing to do with the so-called "contradiction cycle."

"Yes, but what if Sisyphus doesn't think this is a punishment?"

Russell stared at the thunderclouds in the sky, no longer paying attention to the divine body that was about to dissipate, but looking at the giant face that was looming above him.

“Endure the tedium of pushing the boulder forward, even if the weight of the boulder will cause it to roll back to its original position. Try every possible way and make every effort to make the lowest point of the boulder today higher than the lowest point of yesterday.”

"This is what is called enlightenment, the enlightenment that opens a path through the dark wilderness."

When Sisyphus realized the absurdity and gained enlightenment, he changed from a prisoner of the gods to a tyrant of himself.

"Judgment, boring effort theory."

The indifferent voice no longer came from the divine body, but came from the air.

"Repeat, humans should be like a reed, no longer thinking, no longer striving. Just enjoy the favor of God, and don't worry about anything."

"And...傿..."

The giant face in the sky clearly has no expression, but it can make people feel an extremely strong sense of arrogance.

"Judgment, this has nothing to do with our legend, and is not representative as you say."

"No, it is related, and you said so yourself."

Is this his true form? The Crown of Kronos? The form he'll take after uniting the other Mechas?

Looking at the fuselage, which was neither sacred nor elegant, Russell chuckled softly.

"Remember? You said you wanted [Sisyphus] to be punished as a human, representing wisdom beyond human limits, to warn humans not to touch things that touch the realm of the gods."

"..."

Before the Great Father God in the thundercloud responded, Russell continued to speak on his own.

"That is to say, Sisyphus is the representative of humanity. He is the one chosen in your story to be punished on behalf of humanity as a warning to all others."

"And the time for God to say goodbye to man has come."

The heavy words spoken at this time made Zeus, who was in the state of Mecha, feel irritated.

"In the past, we awakened to the truth, overthrew the evil 'Father God', and allowed the world to progress, but we became the evil 'Father God' again. This cycle has been ended by you, Zeus. Thus, a new cycle is born..."

"You call yourself the Great Father God, ending the cycle and ruling over humanity forever. However, in this new cycle, your identity as 'the evil Father God' remains unchanged. You are destined to be overthrown. However, in this new cycle, it will be humanity, not the gods, who will overthrow you."

The giant face on the machine's body had a calm expression that seemed to waver.

"You are the boulder that humanity must push over, the dividing line between God and man, and an indispensable link in the new cycle."

"From now on, there is no God, and neither are you."

In other words, there is only one God.