Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

For Gilgamesh in this arrogant state, there are many things that can make him angry.

As long as something doesn't go his way, he will fall into a state of rage.

But to be honest, what words could make his anger level reach its peak?

There's really only one.

That is God, and what he hates most is God.

Gilgamesh is the king of men. He does not allow any species other than himself to ride on the heads of humans, especially the useless gods whose power depends on human faith.

So he chose without hesitation to raise the banner of rebellion against the almighty God.

At the same time, what does he hate the most?

What he hated most was someone using the two-thirds of the divine blood in his body to make things happen.

Sarcasm, this is the real sarcasm.

But now, no matter how angry Gilgamesh was, Giles could no longer answer him.

His mind has been completely occupied by the evil god's chaotic thoughts.

"I will raise the banner of rebellion against the entire world. All the abandoned will gather around me, and the despised will serve as my vanguard."

"I will command you and lead you."

"We who are bullied will express our resentment and anger to the gods who are high above us!"

Giles shouted loudly, looking at the human skin magic book in his hand with a fanatical expression.

Luoyan City Textbook!

A magic book bound with human skin. It can summon and control monsters from the deep sea. This book has the ability to act as a magic furnace, and can perform magic of the level of great magic and ritual spells without regard to the magic power of the caster.

It contains forbidden knowledge about the ancient evil gods before the emergence of humans. It is an Italian translation by the magician Francois Plerati. The original text is in Chinese from the Xia Dynasty of China. It is said that the earlier original text was written in a language other than human.

The bright red magic circle has expanded to the size of an entire football field.

A layer of pitch-black water stains that could not be seen to the bottom began to appear on the ground.

This is none other than one of the manuscripts of the R'lyeh text.

What he recorded was exactly the method of summoning the various evil gods in the Cthulhu mythology.

"Let me see the extent of the Outer Gods in the Cthulhu Mythos that connect this world."

Vitan was protected by Lancelot behind him, and he just watched Giles' figure with the corner of his eyes.

The color of the sea surface connecting to the other dimension is gradually being stained.

The water surface area is also gradually expanding, and the color of the sea water gradually changes to a gray, muddy color.

The tentacles that were originally baring their fangs and claws, as well as their hands, all melted into the gray ocean.

Then countless dark spots seemed to emerge on the sea surface.

"What are these? They seem to be all heads of living creatures."

Standing on the roof, Saber stared at the sea, her tone so cold that it was difficult to describe in words.

"Saber, you are right."

"It's hard to imagine what this guy Caster summoned."

The broad hooves of the bull stepped on the crackling lightning, and Rider, driving the Godly Wheel, also landed beside Saber.

No need for Archer's sharp vision.

Iskandar, who had an aerial riding vehicle, had already taken a bird's-eye view from above, and could actually see the situation more clearly.

Floating on the sea are the heads of various creatures.

Like birds, lions, canines, and fishes.

Of course, if we really talk about it, the most numerous ones are still human heads.

If that were all, it would be fine.

The thing is, all of these heads are alive, their eyes staring at unspeakable pain, their lips speaking silent sorrow, tears rolling down their sunken cheeks.

Even the horrible inhuman heads—birds, lizards, monsters and plants made of living stone and metal—expressed endless pain at the torture they had suffered.

"Sure enough, it was Hydra that was summoned."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Vitan knew that the blood he gave to Giles had taken effect.

This drop of blood was hunted by Vitan himself. It was the blood of the evil god in the Cthulhu mythology in a sub-world in the box garden.

Normally, the evil gods, old gods, and ancient gods in the Cthulhu mythology should be able to be born in a place where gods and Buddhas gather, such as the box garden.

However, because the Cthulhu mythology was created by a modern person, Howard Phillips Lovecraft.

Although there are many poets who have jointly passed on this mythological system.

But what is the current situation of the small garden?

There are numerous groups of gods, and everyone is eager to kill a few pantheons as quickly as possible so that their own pantheon can be allocated a larger share of faith.

How could a brand new pantheon be allowed to be born at this time?

Especially a pantheon that may have double-digit natural gods and Buddhas.

Therefore, the origin of this pantheon was strangled at the source by those two-digit numbers.

But even so, it can only be strangled to death in this box.

It is inevitable that it will be the turn of the small world under the jurisdiction of the box garden.

Therefore, any group of gods or communities in the box garden actually have a consensus in this regard.

No matter whether it is one's own private world or a small world governed by the box center, once a god from the Cthulhu mythology appears, he will be killed directly without any mercy.

Hydra's blood was naturally produced when he was on vacation at the beach in a small world that was basically all water.

He killed him and left behind the blood of the Outer God on this guy.

When separating this clone, Vitan suddenly thought that this world seemed to have the Luoyan City Doctrine, a magic book that was closely related to the Cthulhu mythology.

This also means that there should be gods from the Cthulhu pantheon in this world.

So Vitan handed the drop of blood to his clone.

"Hydra, are you talking about the Hydra in the Cthulhu mythology?"

Sure enough, it was just Vitan talking to himself, a slight reminder.

Weber, who was hiding in the Iskandar chariot, also stuck his head out and asked in a panic.

"The probability is that it is correct."

Vitan gave a direct affirmative answer.

"However, it is definitely impossible to directly summon the real body. The restraining force will not allow such a guy to come in person."

"What appeared here is probably a very small part of Hydra's body, which was connected to the dimension and summoned to appear here."

"So that's how it is. How do we get rid of this guy? Or how do we send it back to where it belongs?"

There was another burst of dazzling light, and Lancer appeared in front of everyone holding two spears.

"It's very simple, but it's a bit troublesome to explain them one by one."

"The other one should show up by now. He has been here for a while. Should he continue hiding?"

Vitan yawned, and his eyes naturally moved behind Irisviel.

Just like that, about a few seconds passed.

A pitch-black bird suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the night sky and landed on the pole on the roof.

Then it opened its sharp beak.

"First of all, I want to explain to you that my actions just now were not to hide myself. I was just waiting for all the participants of the Holy Grail War to arrive."

The bird, which was completely black in body but somewhat similar in shape to a magpie, opened its mouth and spoke in a voice that was old but not old-looking.

"Are you the overseer of the Holy Grail War?"

As one of the only two masters on the field, Weber immediately recognized the controller behind this familiar.

He had sent a familiar to report to the church in Fuyuki City before, so he was very familiar with the voice.

"That's right!"

"I am indeed the supervisor of this Holy Grail War, the priest of the church, Kotomine Risei."

"I didn't come here for anything else this time."

"I just want you to help me kill Caster, the Heroic Spirit who is disrupting the progress of the Holy Grail War."

Kotomine Risei did not deny Waver's guess at all and admitted it openly.

"Killing this kind of existence is what we should do."

Lancer played with the spear in his hand, his eyes were very determined.

"If we allow this kind of creature to grow recklessly, the world will probably be destroyed."

"If there is no land for the King of Conquerors to conquer, then there is no point in me participating in this Holy Grail War."

Iskandar just burst out laughing.

"I……"

Altria seemed to want to say something, but when she saw Irisviel behind her, she suddenly fell silent.

At this time, Irisviel seemed to have calmed down.

Although her eyes were still filled with grief, she still took a step forward and gently patted Altria's armor-covered hand.

“We will do our best here.”

“Irisviel——”

"I'm fine, Saber. Just follow your heart."

There were still sparkling tears on that face, which was so beautiful that it didn't look like something that could be naturally produced by a human being.

But Irisviel’s voice had become very firm.

"I think if Kiritsugu was still alive, he would not ignore this situation."

(The image I have of Emiya Kiritsugu in my mind is really beautiful.)

Vitan's gaze stayed on Irisviel for a moment, and the next moment it returned to Kotomine Risei's familiar.

"What do you think, Master of Barserkar?"

The rest have expressed their opinions, some perhaps out of consideration for their Masters, others out of the insistence of the Heroic Spirits.

In short, almost all the heroes chose to participate.

Now the only ones left are Vitan and Lancelot.

"Yes, and I think the priest will not let us go back empty-handed."

Staring at the black bird flapping its wings.

The corners of Vitan's mouth slightly raised.

"Of course. This familiar will not dissipate. It will look at the entire battle situation and determine who has made the greatest contribution to this Caster crusade."

"When the time comes, I will give him a command spell."

The generous reward will be like a huge splash caused by a big rock suddenly hitting the water.

"..."

"Lancer, I allow you to go all out next."

"Yes, Master, I will definitely take off this evil demon's head for you."

The permission has been obtained, and Lancer's fighting spirit is getting stronger and stronger.

"How about it, are you confident, Rider?"

"Of course I have confidence."