I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

The girl also realized that this was not ancient Greece, but the Age of Exploration.

Moreover, this era also faces a crisis that could destroy the world.

Although Ilya desperately wanted to find a way back, she could only make do with living like this for now.

Fortunately, Atalanta loved children very much and didn't let Ilya suffer any injustice. In fact, she almost beat King David to death for shouting "Abishar" at Ilya.

After spending some time together, the young girl and the two heroic spirits developed a good relationship.

Ilya felt two warm currents surge into her body.

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Hugging her legs, she felt that although the perverted older brother and Ata sister were nice to her, this was not home after all.

She missed her brother, her mother, Xiao Hei, and Mei You... She also missed her silly classmates and teachers at Suiqunyuan Elementary School.

"Damn it—! I didn't expect you guys to find me here!"

Atalanta's voice was somewhat serious.

“I will definitely not hand over the Ark of the Covenant to you... Although I don’t know what your purpose is, it is definitely not something that can be easily touched.”

David appears to have refused to give something to someone, something called the Ark of the Covenant.

Hearing the sound, Ilya couldn't help but take small steps and walk out of the camp.

The small courtyard, enclosed by a wooden fence, had a bonfire burning brightly in the center.

However, the noisy commotion and tense atmosphere made people afraid to even breathe.

"My old friend, old crew member, old comrade, I never expected you to hide here... with this guy? That's hilarious..."

“You’re as annoying as ever, Jason. It’s a wonder Hercules and Medea could put up with you,” Atalanta sneered.

"As a good-for-nothing who can't do anything, you must have had a tough time, Prince Jason~"

"Damn it, how dare you look down on me... Damn it, you vile woman, nobody wants you!" Jason cursed, stamping his foot.

"Don't blame me for disregarding our past relationship, Atalanta. It's your fault for not handing over the goods."

The blond swordsman was furious, then turned to the purple-haired girl and said, "Medea, since these good-for-nothings don't know what's good for them, let's go and kill them."

"I'm going to find a cool place in the back first. I'm counting on you to do everything! Hurry up and chop them all into mincemeat!"

“I understand, Lord Jason!” Medea looked at Jason with affection and then happily agreed.

......

Ilya watched all this, grinned, and showed her teeth: That man named Jason, even when others are fighting, he hides in the back... he's really despicable.

However, that beautiful purple girl with her golden staff, and the black giant with his enormous axe and sword, look so familiar... I feel like I've seen them somewhere before.

Those two weapons—

Isn't it the Berserker and Caster's weapons that are only available when they are deployed by themselves?

That's right, Hercules and Medea.

Those were the two Servants whose class cards I used back then!

For some unknown reason, a strange and inexplicable emotion surged within the girl.

Meanwhile, on the other side, a tense battle had already begun.

Ilya wanted to run away, but she felt that rushing out would be too reckless.

Without his Ruby and Class Cards by his side, he has no ability to fight.

Going out would only cause more trouble.

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"Shepherd, Medea aside, that fellow is coming!" Atalanta warned.

"Everyone knows that guy is even stronger than the legendary Samson... Does he have any weaknesses, like a hair on his head?"

Even the ancient kings of Israel couldn't help but feel a sense of dread when facing Hercules.

"Don't you have the Titan's special attack? Use your stones to smash him! Didn't you say you killed the incredibly strong giant Goliath with five stones?" Atalanta quickly fired her arrows.

Then it keeps retreating, preparing to create distance between itself and the kite.

"————————"

David looked at the stone in his hand, then at Hercules, who was charging towards him and roaring like a beast.

"What right do you think I have to kill this guy with stones?!"

Sweeping across like a god of war, and sweeping like a whirlwind, Hercules roared suddenly and appeared in front of King David in an instant.

The massive black stone axe, gleaming with a chilling sharpness, crashed down with tremendous force, leaving little time to dodge.

King David, his nerves taut, reacted swiftly in shock, gripping the base of the golden scepter with both hands, using leverage to stop Uncle B's almost certain fatal blow.

"Ouch, that's heavy—!"

"Damn it, why did I have to face such a monster... really."

David believed he still possessed some strength, but compared to Hercules, he was far inferior, if not evenly matched.

Atalanta: "I don't know how to deal with that guy with a bow and arrow. You know, we have a B-rank anti-personnel Noble Phantasm and a B-rank anti-army Noble Phantasm... Even if you have skills to increase your attack, you can only barely hold him off."

Moreover, how should I put it, Medea... as a former comrade, she didn't know how to make a move.

"Then there's no other way... we can only try our best to fight it out—"

boom--!

The soft soil on the ground was as if it had been plowed, huge rocks were crushed and scattered on the ground by the tremors, and even towering trees were easily snapped in half.

In the intense exchange of blows, David was completely focused and extremely cautious, but after a few rounds, the poor King David was grabbed by the right leg by Hercules and slammed hard into the ground.

Good heavens, it smashed a huge crater into the ground.

It's like a meteorite hitting the floor.

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Bang---!

The green-haired youth was slammed to the ground by Uncle B, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere. Even Jason, who hated him the most, showed a hint of pity that he couldn't bear to watch.

"A perverted green-haired older brother—!"

Worried, the white-haired girl's heart leaped into her throat.

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"Pfft—!"

The heavy blow made the ancient King of Israel vomit acid.

It's unclear whether Uncle B's attack or Ilya's words upset King David more.

"This guy is too freakish... Forget about killing twelve of his lives, it would be difficult to even take one or two of his lives."

Of course, King David knew that if the Ark of the Covenant were used... Hercules wouldn't just be resurrected, he'd be reduced to ashes.

That is Jehovah's sacred artifact.

However, the Ark of the Covenant is not a stone, and one cannot throw it at it, so such a wishful thinking is probably just wishful thinking.

With a heavy slam, King David was thrown into a daze.

Immediately afterwards, Hercules's enormous black hand gripped the massive axe and sword, and without a word, it was about to strike down the ancient king.

The giant sword was almost larger than a person, and what was even more despairing was the scarlet, terrifying gaze it emanated.

If King David had not been blessed by God, he would probably have been turned into mincemeat by Hercules's storm-like attacks.

"Damn-!"

King David dodged the heavy blow with a clumsy somersault, then used his scepter to support himself and leaped into the air just as the great hero was about to strike again.

"There's no other way; we'll have to go all out here!"

Glistening pebbles appeared in David's hand, instantly transforming into dazzling light, unleashing immense power under the protection of the Lord Almighty.

For a moment, it could even pose a slight threat to Hercules.

Without a word, Atalanta drew her radiant longbow to its full extent, gathering all her magical power and condensing it into a scorching arrow.

The bow of the heavens symbolizes the light of the heavens.

The huntress poured out all her magic and fired an arrow with all her might. The arrow, like a ray of light piercing the sky, flashed with green light and shot towards Hercules' arm.

"Wood big wood big wood big----"

"It's no use. How could mere hunter's arrows possibly work? That's Hercules! The great hero Hercules!"

Jason crossed his arms over his chest, a rather disdainful expression on his face.

"How could I possibly be defeated by those kinds of arrows? Don't be ridiculous! Even if he transforms into a mindless beast, Heracles is still Heracles, and the only one in this world who truly understands and commands Heracles is me!"

Jason's attitude was extremely arrogant.

Atalanta was annoyed: This guy, he's not using her power yet he's acting all smug, what's he trying to do?!

But she also knew in her heart that her arrows were of little use to Hercules.

"Alright, enough talk. Hercules, they're just archers, just take them out!" Jason gave the order.

"——————!"

Uncle B moved again, his towering body, like a small mountain, exuding extreme pressure, with Medea assisting him from behind.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Atalanta and David have virtually no chance of winning.

Unless Hercules is foolish enough to touch the Ark of the Covenant himself, it's only a matter of time before the two green warriors are defeated.

"Roar------!"

The powerful axe and sword, accompanied by a whirlwind, wielded invincible force, sweeping across the world.