In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

"Let's get started—"

The figure spoke, uttering a deep, resonant, yet high-pitched voice: "'Black Princess's' legion!"

Bang bang bang!

The train was shaking violently.

One figure after another descended from the top of the mountain and landed on the roof of the carriage.

One after another...

Those who die!

...

Four hundred and fifty years after the death of Christ the Son.

In that year, the once-powerful Roman Empire had already split into the Eastern and Western Roman Empires. The Huns, arriving from the east, swept through the Byzantine Kingdom of the Eastern Roman Empire, establishing the vast Hunnic Empire, and turned their military might towards the Western Roman Empire and Gaul.

In that year, the Hunnic legions, led by their king Attila, engaged in a major battle on the plains of Catalonia, near the Chalons on the Marne River in Gaul, against a multinational coalition led by the Western Roman general Aetius.

The war ended in heavy losses for both sides. The Western Roman Empire paid a heavy price but successfully stopped Attila's advance outside Gaul. The defeated Attila led his legions to a halt there, but the being known as the "Scourge of God" by the people of Europe did not stop wielding his sword. Instead, he turned his attention to the heart of the Western Roman Empire, Italy.

In that year, the Hunnic Empire stood majestically in the west of the land, its vast conquered territories a testament to its power.

[In this same year, you were born on the land of the Hunnic Empire. You were of noble birth, possessing royal blood of the Hunnic Kingdom, and were of the same clan as Attila the Hunnic King—your name was 'Subotai Ugur'.]

[Ugur is the surname of the Hunnic royal family, symbolizing the most exalted bloodline of the Hunnic people. Although its lineage is not ancient, lasting less than two hundred years, it symbolizes the right to inherit the highest authority of the empire.]

The name 'Subotai' means 'swift' and 'brave'.

Your father is Attila the Hun's uncle, Prince Octar, who is over sixty years old and is the "king" in charge of the eastern tribes of the Hunnic Empire. The Hunnic Empire has always practiced a system of dual kingship. Although Attila now holds the crown and power, there are still nominal "two" kings, even though the other king has long been subservient to Attila.

You are not only the nominal 'prince,' the only son Octar had in his later years, but also the only newborn in the dwindling bloodline of the Hunnic Empire's royal family.

[At the time of your birth, even Attila, who was far away on the front lines fighting in Italy, sent a letter and personally selected the eagle emblem for you.]

It can be said that the entire empire places high hopes on you.

You did not disappoint them.

[From the moment you were born, you displayed extraordinary intelligence. Among the generally warlike Huns, you were also one of the few who showed exceptional linguistic talent. You were already babbling in less than a month, and within two months you had mastered all the common scripts of the Hunnic Empire. At three months old, you demonstrated an extremely powerful talent as a 'medium,' able to communicate with the supreme deity whom the Huns called 'the God of Heaven.']

[At less than six months old, you were seen as the future High Priest and Grand Wizard of the Empire]

[But only you know that what you came into contact with was not a supreme god at all, but merely a pale female giant who, even in her slumber, still exudes an extremely terrifying energy.]

You don't know what that is.

You only felt that the energy contained within it was extremely terrifying.

However, this is something only you know and cannot be spoken of. Even if you did, people would most likely not believe you.

They are more inclined to believe in the miracles you performed, which originated from the Eternal Heaven.

I have more faith in the extraordinary talent you've demonstrated.

Your father, valuing your upbringing even more, has hired the kingdom's most enigmatic and unpredictable high priest to teach you ancient witchcraft and spells.

The witchcraft and sorcery of the Hunnic Empire were ancient yet simple, relying solely on the manipulation of the meager energy naturally overflowing from the slumbering 'Eternal Heaven'—though meager, it was still immense for ordinary people, and difficult to communicate with, mobilize, and utilize.

This is not a problem at all for you.

You mastered them quickly.

With a tender body that has just learned to walk

You've even learned to apply what you've learned to other situations.

Within two months, you miraculously developed an ability called 'Triple Cycle'. Your miracle originated from within yourself, and thus you were regarded as a deity incarnate by the great wizard who taught you witchcraft and sorcery.

This winter was very cold.

In the past, many elderly people from various tribes of the Hunnic Empire would have been able to endure such a winter.

However, you used a very special herbal system that differed greatly from that of the Hunnic shamans, which significantly improved the elderly's survival rate.

You have received a commendation from your father.

Even Attila the Hun, the king of the Huns, who was stationed on the front lines in the Italian islands where the winter was less severe, decided to return to his capital, Buda, as soon as winter was over to personally receive you.

Chapter 185 Lu Kang, who overran his way, and the Star Vanguard

"We're about to meet the great 'Scourge of God,' why do you look so unhappy?"

Buda, the capital of the Hunnic Empire.

The tents were like clouds, filled with the smell of horse manure mixed with hay. Warriors clad in animal skins moved among them, and the sounds of bronze weapons clashing mingled with shouts in the Xiongnu language.

As a vast empire established by nomadic peoples, the Hunnic Empire has almost never stopped its conquests from the east. Even the so-called 'Buda City', the nominal capital, is only a temporary stop for most people during their long migrations, rather than a permanent place. Therefore, there are no buildings here made of stone or pure wood. The only buildings are those that are easy to disassemble and move, resembling military camps.

Standing before the largest leather tent, Lu Kang gazed at the bustling scene of tall figures coming and going, listening to the confused words of the elderly man behind him. He did not respond immediately, but instead processed the memories of the past eight months in his mind, and then couldn't help but sigh.

They 'ran' too far...

It can only be said that while the first formal use of the capabilities of the 'Fifth Law' derivative application to truly combine time tracking with a simulator is theoretically feasible, there are still many things to pay attention to in practice.

The time he chose was certainly not the current heyday of the Hunnic Empire, but rather the more opportune '500 AD', the period when King Arthur ruled Britain.

That period, that location, was recognized by the Clock Tower and even the entire Magic Association as the 'end' of the mythological era in the Western world—the Heian period, which resembled the Far East and Japan—marking the beginning of the complete end of even the remaining fragments of mythology.

Compared to that time period, Lu Kang has clearly gone too far now.

It's alright, I guess. I've gone too far, but I'm still upstream in time. As long as I live a little longer, I'll eventually reach that point.

Fortunately.

He is still on the continent of Europe, and geographically he has not strayed too far.

Even better, the simulated self in this life woke up a little faster than in any of the previous lives, awakening its 'true self' before it was even a year old.

Although he was surprised that he could condense the triple mystery of absolute cycle so early, which was the foundation of his mysterious ability for later generations, this was obviously because he had come into contact with the so-called 'god' worshipped by the Huns, that extremely terrifying pale giant.

However, in this life, Lu Kang no longer needs to follow any pure path.

The spiritual media system of the Hunnic Empire and the incantation system of the Yamato Kingdom to communicate with the gods are both methods left over from the Age of Gods. They are similar in principle but far cruder in comparison, relying only on brute force to achieve miracles, and there is nothing to learn from them.

Lu Kang thought to himself.

The chaotic thoughts in my mind gradually came together. It was the beginning of spring after a long winter, a time of renewal and the revival of all things.

Lu Kang withdrew his gaze from 'Buda City', turned around, and, following the voice that had just asked him the question, said:

"Of course I'm happy."

"But I just hope that the 'scourge of God' won't whip me too."

The speaker was his father in this life.

Octar Ugur, the nominal 'Northern Prince' of the Hunnic Empire.

Lu Kang's words might be considered blasphemous to the great ruler in the context of those ancient empires with strict rules, but nomadic peoples have always been rough and ready. Although they have many rules that did not exist before after establishing a vast empire, their internal customs still follow the old style.

Upon hearing Lu Kang's words, and looking at the child who was only one year old—just eight months old, less than a meter tall, with tiny hands and feet, yet dressed in a miniature robe that didn't even qualify him as a young boy, and with that exquisitely beautiful face that was unparalleled among the Huns, Octar couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"With your lamb-like appearance, it's only natural that you'd be whipped!"

“Father, I am a lamb, then what are you? An old sheep?” Lu Kang replied.

Oktar's laughter instantly turned into a cough after being choked. At over sixty years old, he was considered quite old among nomads. The daily exposure to wind and sun made him look much older than the pampered upper-class nobles of the Western kingdoms, with his white hair and beard and weathered face. However, his body had always been strong and healthy. Lu Kang was not worried about the impact of this cough at all.

as predicted.

The next second, Octar stopped coughing and glared at his only son, whom he had in his old age.

This child is good at everything—except for his tongue, which is incredibly sharp, as if blessed by a god.

I don't know where they learned that!

Lu Kang met Octar's glare with his own eyes, showing no fear whatsoever.

Despite his short stature, as a magician who has reached the realm of gods or above, even a frail body will not hinder his performance.

The 'divine body' that continuously generates true etheric magic doesn't care about growth and development!

Octar was clearly aware of this as well.

So he just glared, but didn't intend to hit Lu Kang.

Because I can't beat it.

Also because I couldn't bear to part with it.

He blew on his beard, somewhat annoyed: "Alright, alright."

"Judging by the time, Attila the Great Khan should be arriving soon."

You'd better start preparing now!

Winter passes and spring comes.

Although Buda was located in the eastern part of the Hunnic Empire, close to Eastern Europe in the whole of Europe, and was the capital of the country called 'Hungary' in later times, Budapest, it was far away from the Italian front where Attila was conquering. However, given Attila's swift and decisive style of action in both military campaigns and warfare, it was indeed time for him to arrive.

Lu Kang nodded.

He was actually quite interested in that 'Attila'.

He looked at his father in this life, and as if he had just thought of something, he suddenly asked, "By the way, Father—I heard from the old people in the city that when Attila the Great Khan was born, did a 'god' appear once?"

“Who told you that?” Octar was taken aback.

"High Priest." Lu Kang decisively passed the buck.

“That old man, why does he tell you everything?” Octar muttered a couple of times, but still replied, “But it’s also one of the most precious memories of my life!”

Compared to ancient races or kingdoms with histories spanning thousands of years, the history of the Huns is actually not very long, dating back at most one or two hundred years—as a nomadic people, they did not have the habit of recording history.

When they first rose to power, they consisted of only ten tribes, which they once considered themselves. However, as their size has grown, they now mostly refer to themselves as a 'steppe empire'... although out of habit, you still prefer to call them the more iconic 'Huns'.

The 'Huns' and the 'Xiongnu' of the East were by no means the same ethnic group.

From the very first day of this people's existence, the 'sky god' has been the deity worshipped by all the Huns.

However, despite such unwavering faith, it seems that no one had ever truly witnessed the manifestation of the 'gods' before Attila's birth.

[On the very day Attila was 'born']

[The 'God' revealed his pale, cloud-like, colossal form amidst the celestial changes; it was a shadow as vast as the sky, from which only his immense outline could be seen.]

According to Octar's account, he truly never forgot that sacred scene and decided from that moment on to pledge eternal allegiance to 'Attila'.

Even though Attila was not strictly speaking of Hunnic blood.

However, as offspring bestowed by the 'gods,' 'children descended from heaven,' they are undoubtedly the purest Huns.

【Yes】

Attila was truly someone who came down from the heavens.

really.

After listening to his father's description, Lu Kang thought that this Attila was indeed the Attila he knew, the one who had an inextricable relationship with the 'god'—the white giant, and could almost be regarded as one with him.

He also thought to himself that meeting this person seemed inevitable.

Before awakening his true self, 'Subotai' knew nothing about the Pale Giant, only that he found him terrifying and not a god.

But how could Lu Kang, who possessed knowledge from the future and memories from before his time travel, not know his background?

That being, is it not more than a 'god'?

He was an enemy of all gods!

"It brought the source of the disappearance of the Age of Gods."

"More than 10,000 years ago, an extraterrestrial race descended to Earth as 'vanguard' with the goal of preying on stellar energy and destroying civilizations."

In ancient times, the age of gods was prosperous and flourishing, and should have continued to prosper if there had been no external interference.

The white giant is that 'external force'.

It abruptly interrupted the age of mythology, burying mystery and defeating countless ancient gods.

This means that the gods no longer have a physical body that manifests as the natural environment of the divine age, but can only function as illusory spirits.

This also meant that the surface of planets in the mythological era no longer had the true ether, which was produced without gods and shared the same origin as the planet's internal primordial breath, as a carrier, and thus no longer continuously generated new mysteries.