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

The blond youth comically dodged the green arrows; although Atalanta wasn't targeting Jason, the almost overwhelming barrage of arrows still terrified him.

But this is not the end, it is definitely not the end.

Medea Lily unleashed an attack spell in mid-air that she claimed was not good at, and instantly, a vast and terrifying magical power rapidly and frantically swept across the ground under the effect of the High-Speed ​​Divine Word.

"Watch out, Jason Sam!" the purple-clad girl sweetly warned.

"Medea, how could you... you bastard!" Jason panicked, the terrifying power of the ground-cleansing cannon whipping through his hair.

It really makes people feel scared.

A faint purple light shone through the green pupils.

I'm going to die, I'm really going to die!

Jason frantically dodged the rain of arrows and cannon fire, and surprisingly, he survived this desperate situation.

The more dangerous a place is, the safer it is.

Jason's fate seems to perfectly illustrate this point: only when he thinks something is foolproof will he crash and burn and fall into an abyss of no return.

Medea's bombardment of the land ceased, and Jason breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to unleash his fury on the crowd, a massive black figure appeared before him.

"Hercules—?!"

Jason panicked.

"Hey, Hercules, you can't be serious, you really can't be!"

Uncle B revealed a slightly ugly smile, but a cunning glint in his clear eyes was something that shouldn't be there in someone like him.

The giant raised his axe high and swung it down fiercely, but it was more like a downward smash than a slash.

The scene was instantly filled with flying dirt and rocks.

Jason didn't think he could survive under the oppression of the great hero. Although he was arrogant, he also knew his own limitations. With his thin arms and legs, if Hercules smashed him, he would be turned into dust!

Fortunately, Uncle B showed some mercy; Jason didn't turn into dust, but was sent flying amidst the massive shock and explosion.

They transformed into shining stars in the sky.

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced over and saw that Jason was indeed shining like a star, and he seemed to be shouting something.

But nobody paid him any attention.

Clearing the road through the black mud is important, but the current problem lies in the supply of materials.

The Honnoji was running low on food; the only thing left to eat was the dried tea leaves that were originally intended for trade. Otherwise, Fujimaru and his crew wouldn't have come to the pirates to search for supplies.

Servant like Jason obviously doesn't need to eat, but Fujimaru, Mash, Illya, and Navigator are all living, breathing human beings.

However, with the widespread erosion caused by the black mud, it's unclear where they'll find food.

But look around, where is there any food left?!

Looking at the warm, freshly baked pancake made from the Demon Pillar in her hand, Fujimaru Ritsuka was at a loss for words.

"I'm so grateful to my Master for being able to come up with such a brilliant idea!"

"Since food reserves are insufficient, how about using the demon god factor, which can regenerate no matter what, to make pancakes?"

Fnius feels fear, as if the end of the world is coming.

It seems this comrade is facing the same desperate situation as his red brethren, Hagendi.

"I will work hard to bake the tortillas!"

When her natural powers were unleashed, Medea's cute face gave off a terrifying feeling. Jason shuddered; he knew that if Medea showed that expression, someone was definitely going to be in trouble.

......

Therefore, Jason's betrayal was definitely for a reason.

No one would feel at ease in this situation...

"It tastes surprisingly good, Miss Medea."

Mashu opened her little mouth and took a bite of the plump, toasted pancake with her pearly teeth.

Mashu didn't mind or have any reservations, after all, this Spirit Origin King had the famous saying that "even the flesh of a magical beast is nutritious".

Medea laughed happily.

"Right, right? My pancakes are delicious."

Then she arrived

“Jason Samah, would you like some? I’ve poured a lot into it. Oh.”

Jason felt a chill run down his spine.

After all, before this, he and the Demon Pillar were one, and he was not only to be eaten by the corrupted Heroic Spirit, but also to be made into pancakes.

Jason felt that in Medea Lily's eyes, he was the most delicious pancake.

Made, an outdated boss is worse than a dog, right?

That's great. Even Jason can provide buffs to his teammates, and even the Demon Pillar can fill its stomach.

Congratulations, congratulations.

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Understanding Twin Gods

The black mud retreated, not because of any brilliant and heroic actions of the captain, but because the brave and skilled crew of the Argo had single-handedly cleared a smooth road for them.

With the amplification of two great gods, plus Jason's amplification, Atalanta truly resembled a god of war, unafraid even if her opponent was a god.

With this lineup, even if he faced Captain Kamishiro plus Golden Kennis and Atlas, Fujimaru felt he could defeat them. This wasn't arrogance, but rather a sense of confidence.

After all, they are enemies with whom we have fought, and they no longer inspire fear.

In Atlantis, they were almost wiped out by a meteorite falling from the sky. If it weren't for Old Guy saving the day, they might have been killed on the spot.

It was several hours later when they returned to the ship.

The group of people sailed on the dark sea once again aboard their warship. What was frustrating was that they could not see any landmarks to determine their direction. Captain Kirshtalia's location, Captain Drake's Golden Antlers, and even Chaldea's communications were all out of reach.

By baking pancakes, the group managed to hold on at sea for a while longer.

Although there isn't much difference between day and night now, as time passes by and you feel tired, night falls.

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The Stormy Sea is the core of the entire Oceanus.

In the free instance, it is used to farm Soul Lamps, which is also the basis for the appearance of Pandora's Box in this world.

The location that Fujimaru and his group left was the island where the king resided, as shown on the map.

As they continued sailing forward, those with sharp eyes immediately recognized it as Drake's former pirate base.

This is where geometry from junior and senior high school comes in handy.

Oceanus is a nearly circular, enclosed world. So, after roughly estimating the distance between the two islands, take the midpoint, rotate 90°, and sail along the diameter. The core of this dark world is probably ahead.

Well, there should have been a simpler way, but now black has almost become the dominant color of the world, and a sense of despair from the apocalypse arises spontaneously. No matter how many worlds Fujimaru Ritsuka has experienced the destruction of, he still finds it hard to accept this situation.

Suffering may be endured, and despair may be numbed.

But how can one so easily get used to things like death and destruction?

Moreover... if I hadn't seen everyone alive, perhaps I could have endured the departure of my companions one by one.

Don't take away the hope you just gave me, little by little.

We absolutely must protect it, absolutely.

No one will be sacrificed; we will all work together to usher in the future.

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly felt a sense of fear, a fear as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Her chest felt compressed, as if she had fallen into a vacuum and could not breathe.

Even though I felt I had gathered almost all the conditions for victory, this feeling of unease and fear persisted.

My hands are trembling.

In a daze, he seemed to see blood.

They saw the young man in white, and they saw the warm blood gushing from the captain's body.

Just like in Olympus.

Just like in all Lostbelts.

A black ship seemed to drift by in the distance. Fujimaru glanced at it, said nothing, and let the ship disappear from his sight.

"senior..."

Mashu wanted to say something, but looking at Fujimaru, whose demeanor suddenly seemed somewhat unfamiliar, she swallowed her words.

The letter was replaced, and Jason was put in charge of the captainship, which certainly made people feel more at ease.

Anyway, Jason's combat strength is not worth looking forward to, but Xin's musketeers can still be quite useful. After all, the opponent is Kirshtalia, and any unexpected events can be considered quite normal.

Soon, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally saw the Heroic Spirit.

The two divine servants, back to back, were once heroes of the Argonauts, the Twin Dioscuri.

"You can't go any further!" the male servant warned.

As gods of navigation, the twin gods had long sensed Fujimaru Ritsuka's ship.

Castor's expression would probably only soften slightly in front of Fujimaru.

“Lady Kirshtalia ordered us to guard this place. I’m very sorry… but it’s my Master’s order,” Pollux said with a shy smile.

"Hey, you two bastards, don't be ungrateful!" Fortunately, they're now a community where everyone's fate is in their hands, and Jason was slightly annoyed. "Don't push me..."

Castor raised an eyebrow, his expression unfriendly: "Don't force anything...?"

The Star Panpane exuded an extremely terrifying magical power, which immediately filled Jason with dread.

"Don't force me... don't force me to kneel down and beg you."

Jason decisively chose to follow his heart.