Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 382 Original Sin! Gilgamesh
The entire city of Paris has been transformed into a battlefield where heroic spirits clash.

As the adjudicator, Duncan himself does not need to join the battle. He only needs to ensure that the Greater Grail is fully charged. As for the Lesser Grail that is formed in the physical realm, let whoever can get it take it.

In the direction of Napoleon's residence.

The heroic spirit Napoleon Bonaparte summoned by Napoleon Bonaparte is already wreaking havoc. Relying on the domain of 'royal power', he has gained command of Balton's Imperial Eagle Legion, and then, with the help of the Corsican witch, he has summoned one or two lower-ranking Servants.

Napoleon was originally Italian and had Roman ancestry, so it's not surprising that he was able to command Balton.

The first force they defeated was the royalists.

Napoleon launched a counterattack against the royalists in a short time. Relying on Barton's Imperial Eagle Legion and the French Guard he himself summoned, he first bombarded the royalists' stronghold with artillery fire, and then, in coordination with Barton's surprise attack, directly killed the royalist leaders.

A sudden attack took them all down.

Napoleon's grasp of battlefield timing can be said to be innate; he could seize even the slightest opportunity. What is even more surprising is that the battlefield now belongs to two Napoleons fighting against the entire Parisian forces.

Napoleon himself commanded a portion of the French Guard, relying on his residence to defend against attacks from other forces.

Meanwhile, the legions summoned by Napoleon's spirit launched a surprise attack and defeated them one by one.

The tactics have been pushed to their limits!
After the heroic Napoleon stormed and wiped out the royalist camp, he immediately turned back to support Napoleon himself in the rear. Then he commanded Balton to temporarily hold off other forces, and then personally confronted the dragon slayer - Saint George - who appeared not far away.

The heroic spirits summoned by the Jacobins are all in ghost form. Because they died too recently, they were forcibly elevated to heroic spirits and still carry the strong obsessions they had in life.

This enemy attacks everyone—royalists, the governorship government, church forces, and so on—leaving no one untouched.

Napoleon kept them around to cause trouble.

After all, all beings are equal under the guillotine.

Render unto God the things that are God’s, and unto Napoleon the things that are Napoleon’s.

As the dragon slayer Saint George slowly approached from afar, Napoleon's expression was extremely solemn. This was probably the most powerful opponent he had encountered today.

Saint George the Dragon Slayer is a saint with a mythical legend.

but!
This is Paris!

His most loyal Paris!

Facing the approaching dragon slayer, Saint George, Napoleon slowly raised a flag. The fluttering tricolor flag burst forth with dazzling light, even startling the dragon slayer in front of him, for he felt that with the appearance of this flag, the power of faith that summoned him was temporarily suppressed.

This is not the white flag of later France.

This is the soul of France, the tricolor flag, whose three colors represent liberty, equality, and fraternity!

Regardless of whether Napoleon became emperor out of ambition, he did indeed preserve the fruits of the French Revolution, and by defeating the anti-French coalition several times, he also spread revolutionary ideas throughout Europe.

With the power of freedom, equality, and fraternity, confront God and the legendary saints of monotheistic religions.

The spirit of Napoleon planted the flag.

Behind him, all the heroic souls of the French Guards showed a look of resignation to their fate. Napoleon's legend is inseparable from these loyal old guards. As long as they were there, Napoleon was not afraid of any enemy.

"It seems that St. George has met his match."

After displaying the tricolor flag, symbolizing liberty, equality, and fraternity, Napoleon's identity transformed into that of a guardian of the fruits of the revolution, becoming a unit marked with six gold stars.

boom!
Under Napoleon's command, countless bullets and cannon fire locked onto the dragon slayer before him. Relying on the strength of the army, he even suppressed the dragon slayer Saint George's decapitation plan, giving him no chance to get close. Once the dragon slayer's magic power was exhausted, he would have a chance to counterattack.

Even because of the appearance of the tricolor flag, the Jacobins' white terror was also launching a large-scale purge against other forces in the vicinity, but they did not attack Napoleon's party.

at the same time.

A riot suddenly broke out in the direction of the Directory, and some people defected and joined Napoleon's camp.

at the same time.

Above dimensional space.

A notification suddenly flashed on the projection screen in front of Duncan.

"alarm!"

“Abnormal spatial fluctuations detected! ... Contamination by ‘Original Sin’ detected!…”

As expected, something bad was bound to happen.

Duncan didn't seem surprised. When he turned his gaze to another direction from God's perspective, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure. Just that arrogant and domineering expression made Duncan feel a little itchy to attack.

I want to smoke.

Gilgamesh (King of Heroes) (Six-Star Gold)!
Who summoned this conspicuous bag?

wrong.

After their last encounter, no one should have the artifacts to summon him anymore, right?

—Artoria (King Arthur) (Six-star Silver Gray)!

Ok?
Why was my precious daughter summoned too?

Has the power of Great Britain made its move?

These idiots.

Why did you summon my beloved daughter without even looking for some relics of Avalon? Without the blessing of the Sword of Excalibur, what's the point of summoning her?
Got beaten?
After Duncan disappeared, the physical form of Excalibur was passed to Artoria. However, because of Duncan, the legend of Excalibur was not tied to her; she was merely the inheritor of the sword and was recognized by Avalon in the mist.

Where is the pollution?
If it's definitely not his own obedient daughter, then it must be that annoying Gilgamesh.

Who summoned him?
Using the law of causality, Duncan quickly identified the current Holy Roman Emperor, who was also the Emperor of Austria. This emperor was one of the successor royal families from the surrounding regions of Italy when the vast empire collapsed, and was also the behind-the-scenes supporter of the royalist party. He claimed to be a branch with the legitimate bloodline of Emperor Duncan the Great.

Only they could obtain so many relics from the Middle Ages to the present day.

The Magic Association of Great Britain summoned King Arthur - Artoria, who often appeared in men's clothing during her lifetime. She possessed extremely amazing swordsmanship and was hailed as the second British Sword Saint. The first was naturally Merlin, and there was another one who could not be described as a sword saint, namely Duncan himself.

King Arthur was personally trained by him and Merlin, and this world's King Arthur even has the appearance of a 'magician,' though he is far inferior to his sister Morgan le Fay.

—Trial by the guillotine!

Gilgamesh, who had just appeared, was immediately attacked by the Jacobins because of his arrogant and domineering attitude.

A phantom image of a guillotine appeared, attempting to sever his head.

"Chubby!"

"How dare you, a lowly commoner, challenge the king's authority!"

Gilgamesh was furious. With a sword light that seemed to possess the power of creation, he shattered the guillotine containing certain laws of cause and effect in an instant. He was like an enraged lion, attacking the white ghost of the Jacobins with an arrogant and unruly attitude, and killing one of them in a few moves.

"The Archangel of the Revolution?"

"Does such a piece of trash deserve to be called an archangel?"

Gilgamesh coldly plucked a human head, setting his sights on Robespierre, a Jacobin who bore the air of a rebellious king—a heinous crime during his reign.

Click.

The guillotine, a symbol of part of the French Revolution, was shattered by Gilgamesh with his 'Creation Epic,' and the white specter of the Jacobins was subsequently purged, with several ghostly figures being slain.

at the same time.

Saint George, the dragon slayer, was defeated by the heroic spirit Napoleon before him; or rather, as a conservative force within the Church, he was defeated by the ideals that symbolized 'liberty, equality, and fraternity'.

The rule for this Holy Grail ceremony is that those who resonate with revolutionary ideals will receive the blessing of revolutionary faith.

Without a doubt, Napoleon is definitely the Servant who received the most buffs, and France is his home country, with Paris being his stronghold, making it his home turf.

At this point, the great battle among the Heroic Spirits had gradually come to an end.

With the Royalists destroyed, some members of the Directory surrendered and defected, the Jacobins were purged, and the Church's power was severely damaged. Now, the only forces still capable of fighting are Gilgamesh, summoned by external forces, and King Arthur-Artoria, summoned by Great Britain.

Other heroic spirits were either dead or wounded, and even the dragon slayer, Saint George, was severely injured.

"Your Highness King Arthur."

"Please help us obtain this Holy Grail," a mage wearing a Big Ben insignia said respectfully.

A gentle breeze blew.

The beautiful woman, dressed as a man, looked puzzled. She first glanced in the direction of Napoleon, then turned to look at the Arc de Triomphe, as if she had sensed something.

In an instant.

King Arthur was overjoyed and ignored everyone around him, rushing towards the Arc de Triomphe.

Nearly.

The Arc de Triomphe was just ahead. She first saw a tall woman in a gorgeous red and gold court dress, and then she finally saw a familiar figure from behind.

"Father!"
King Arthur-Artoria's expression was slightly excited. She gripped the sword hilt with both hands and knelt down on one knee in front of the figure in front of her.

"Ok?"

"It's Little Artoria!..."

Duncan leaped lightly from the Arc de Triomphe, his gaze softening, no longer cold as before. He reached out and gently stroked King Arthur's long hair, even playing with a single strand of hair on her head that resembled a cowlick – a taboo subject that only two people could touch: her mother, Lady Iglene, and Duncan the Great.

Anyone else, even her own sister Morgan le Fay, would cause Artoria to go berserk if she dared to touch her.

"Father was summoned too?" Artoria's expression was somewhat incredulous.

Normally.

Those beings as powerful as gods cannot be chosen by the Heroic Spirit Summoning System.

Duncan is a god-slayer in reality and is not within the scope of the Heroic Spirit system.

The only thing that can truly summon him is the world itself.

Duncan smiled and shook his head, then fiddled with a tuft of hair on Artoria's head. He said calmly, "I responded to the ritual myself."

How is your mother?

Because of the existence of Avalon in the mist, some Heroic Spirits have projected their souls into it to live. Although their Spirit Origins are still in the long history of humankind, Avalon is like a divine kingdom that allows figures associated with mythology to enter.

"My mother is doing well."

King Arthur-Artoria said softly, "I just miss you so much."

I miss you too.

Duncan smiled and gently stroked her cheek, gesturing for her to get up. Duncan had no daughters during his reign, but he had children through the power of dimensional space. His only daughter was the adopted King Arthur in front of him, who was later crowned Princess of Great Britain and Scotland.

King Arthur slowly rose and said, "Father, should I fetch the Holy Grail for you?"

What summoning ritual?
Not important anymore.

With her father here, she would only obey one person's orders.

Back in Great Britain, when her father lifted her up as an infant and told the world that she was his adopted son, the Oathkeeper Duncan, King Arthur Artoria possessed an unprecedentedly bright future.

She even tried more than once to find the real Holy Grail for her father, so that he could gain eternal youth.

But her father always refused with a smile.

Duncan smiled and shook his head, just like before. His daughter used to look for the Holy Grail for him when she was in power, but it's still the same now. The Holy Grail doesn't really have much use, at least not much use to him.

"Let's go and test our skills against Napoleon."

"This is an opponent worth fighting."

Duncan turned his gaze toward Gilgamesh, his eyes gradually turning cold, and said indifferently, "Let me deal with this disgraceful fellow myself."

"I want to see how he came up with the original sin."

The last time I beat Gilgamesh up seems to have been hundreds of years ago.

I really miss it.

In an instant.

Duncan's figure disappeared from the spot, and the next second, Gilgamesh, who was arrogant and domineering in the distance, changed his expression drastically. He seemed to feel great fear, and as if he had a psychological trauma, he instantly pulled out the Sumerian mythological 'creation epic'.

Within the Heroic Spirit Summoning System, he was indeed among the strongest. This guy relied on his superior strength within the rules to act recklessly, but the moment he sensed Duncan's aura, his expression immediately revealed a hint of fear.

Some unpleasant memories surfaced in my mind.

In reality, the main force in that battle was King Solomon; he was merely an extra.

boom!
boom!
Gilgamesh was as arrogant as he was just moments before, and now he looked just as pathetic. He was sent flying hundreds of meters away, and Duncan's blow sent him spinning like a top.

This terrifying force.

That familiar force.

This damn angle.

too familiar.

It's him!

It's that man!
That's right!

In an instant, Gilgamesh's expression turned red. He stared at Duncan, who appeared as if in a flash, his eyes bloodshot, filled with unbearable rage, and roared, "It really was you!"

Duncan said indifferently, "Besides me, who else has ever slapped you like that?"

I'm so angry!

Gilgamesh went berserk on the spot.

If I can't beat you at your peak, can't I at least beat one of your heroic spirit forms?

It’s so deceiving!
boom.

His figure vanished instantly, appearing behind Duncan the next second, but he was met with a heavy blow. Gilgamesh's figure crashed to the ground like a cannonball, creating a huge crater tens of meters long.

So many years have passed.

This idiot's combat skills haven't improved at all; he relies entirely on divinity and Noble Phantasms to fight. How could Sumerian mythology have left such a useless piece of trash as a legacy?

idiot.

He whipped the children every day with the Sumerian narrative creation epics, which would have made the Mesopotamian gods so angry that they would have jumped up from their corpses.

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(End of this chapter)