Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

The Queen of Amazons, the true daughter of the God of War.

This one didn't show any repentant look, after all, she wasn't among the heroes of the final battle.

They did not participate in the final campaign against him...

Naturally, there wouldn't be an overly strong sense of guilt, but the emotions conveyed in the other person's gaze at this moment were even more special.

Chapter Thirteen: Germans: Quickly, greet our master, our guest!

“Well… well, although I didn’t participate in the final battle—I did hear your story afterwards. It’s just a bit of a pity that I couldn’t find another opportunity to challenge you! That’s why I answered the summons.” At this moment, the petite figure who seemed somewhat out of place among the group of tall men, Queen Penthesilea, spoke with a slightly flushed face and shifty eyes.

She didn't seem to be atoning for anything, but the excitement and barely contained emotions flashing in her eyes were undeniable.

It was as if something precious had finally been recovered, and it was handled with extra care.

This lack of frankness surprised Ye Weiwei.

That female warrior, who is passionate and proud even when expressing love, should not be shy when facing someone she likes; instead, she should take the initiative.

Opportunities to see this side of her are rare. What could possibly make a powerful female warrior act so coy?

Meanwhile, Hector, the hero on the other side, suddenly spoke up—

“If I remember correctly… Penthesilea, you never found your other half until your death, did you? Or perhaps you were still stubbornly waiting for someone…”

What happened in the Greek world after his death was unknown to the night, but Hector, as the last surviving hero of that era, knew.

His pointed words at this moment caused the queen, who had been completely conquered by the even greater wild instincts of the night since the battle of Troy, to clench her fists and harden her resolve!

Is it perhaps a kind of trepidation about returning home?

She had imagined countless scenarios of how, if she could meet Griffith again, she would use her burning passion to conquer and invade him, whether in battle or in terms of 'battle'!

We must conquer this man's body and soul in both battles.

Because she missed the best opportunity, by the time she turned back, she had already heard the news of his death.

That day, the madness and morbid mental torment tormented the young queen's spirit.

She suddenly realized, the previous queen...

Why did her sister, after being so mocked by the Greek hero, still yearn for that Hercules?

Unfortunately, Hippolyta's passionate love was not reciprocated...

All of this stems from her lack of ability.

And because he was unable to break free from the interpretation of life and death, he too became a failure.

A dreamlike reunion. After responding to that voice and returning to the world, seeing that familiar face—as a loser, whose outward appearance was intact but whose inner mind had gone mad, his mind was calmed down once again, and then a more persistent desire arose.

This time, however, she buried those emotions deep within her heart and resolved to accumulate enough strength before making her move.

This is a winning strategy to avoid scaring away the prey and to deliver a fatal blow at the crucial moment!

Bang! Facing the Amazon queen's attack, which she was furious at for having her hidden thoughts exposed, Hector quickly dodged and passed by.

Looking at the huge crater behind him, Hector felt a chill run down his spine; 'As expected, Amazonian women are best left alone. Without considerable strength, you can't subdue this queen.'

Hector, out of a sense of camaraderie with his former companion, couldn't bear to leave the Queen unaware of her suffering, so he deliberately mentioned it to Night. He didn't know how Night fared, but judging from the Queen's side, it had an exceptionally good effect.

……at the same time.

the other side.

Just as large numbers of Greek and Roman troops appeared on the Rhine River.

The massive commotion surrounding the shipbuilding attracted the attention of two Germanic tribes located right next to the Rhine River.

There were still clear differences between the armor and clothing of the Greeks and Romans.

When the scouts brought back the news, the leaders of both tribes looked at each other with blank expressions, as if they were being tricked, and even thought that their subordinates were deceiving them.

Although Rome and Greece were related, Rome fought wars every year and plundered many Greeks to be enslaved.

If it were just an army made up of Greek slaves, it would be understandable, but it sounds like the majority of the troops were Greeks. The fact that they were equipped with such good equipment is even more unbelievable. Who would give slaves such good armor? Good equipment would naturally be reserved for the Romans themselves.

etc--

A massive Greek army?

They recalled a large army of slaves that had recently come from Greece to join them.

The Germanic people envied the strength of the leader, a man named Spartacus, and readily accepted these Thracian warriors, constantly seeking ways to annex them.

Perhaps they were wrong; this time it was another Greek rebellion similar to Spartacus's, a rebellion of slaves.

After all, the Greek headquarters is very far from here, and unless they were flying, it would be impossible for so many regular Greek troops to appear on the banks of the Rhine.

Those Romans must have been prisoners captured by these rebels.

Thus, an equation immediately came to mind for the two Germanic tribal leaders.

Spartacus led tens of thousands of men to 'defect' to him (?).

This means that these Greek troops also came to join them.

That portion of the Roman legions must have been a gift to them as a greeting!

Excellent—with this thought, the leaders of the two tribes immediately became visibly enthusiastic and excited.

They had to lead their men to meet this group; they absolutely could not allow the other side to snatch them away first.

After all, there was a precedent for this; when Spartacus first arrived with his massive army of slaves, they were also quite taken aback.

They only lowered the highest level of security after learning the truth.

They later realized they had overreacted.

The situation is probably similar now.

In fact, Spartacus has not yet accepted their offer of service and only wants to return to Greece. Under normal circumstances, someone as capable as him would not want to stay, so he would either be forced to stay or killed.

This was already a familiar task for the Germans.

After all, they rose to power by conquering local forces in the south, and it was only when they faced the more barbaric and brutal Romans that their path of further advancement was hindered.

The two leaders were preoccupied with who would take over the army, and therefore had no time to concern themselves with Spartacus.

But this time, new people have arrived, and an even larger and more powerful legion is waiting for them to recruit.

Because Spartacus set a good example, both leaders subconsciously developed the same idea.

The same thought flashed through their minds simultaneously—'This time, we absolutely must seize the initiative!'

Thinking like this...

Soon the Germans flocked to the Rhine River to welcome their masters—or rather, their guests!

Chapter Fourteen: RMN? Bow and arrow against a light cannon? What the hell! The other side is cheating!

Of course, the Germans weren't that foolish; they still brought their elite troops.

If they are really coming to surrender, that's fine. But if they are the enemy, they can prepare in advance and kill them on the shore when they are halfway across the river.

When the two tribal legions arrived at the banks of the Rhine River, almost at the same time, the two leaders looked at each other with sparks flying in their eyes, clearly aware of each other's ulterior motives.

And just as they were about to exchange some pleasantries and say something to each other...

Sudden--

A German soldier cried out in terror, "Chief...Chief—look!! Warships, so many warships—!"

? ? ? ?

Ships? Where did they get ships? Didn't we just receive news that those Greek soldiers in armor have only just begun building ships? With normal human productivity, even the most crudely made ships would take months to cross the river fully loaded with so many people, right? What are they using to build them?

Even Spartacus and his companions swam across the Rhine naked, and the few who couldn't swim crossed with the help of their companions.

The slave warriors who followed Spartacus all the way here were all very strong, but even they could not possibly build a large ship that could accommodate everyone in just a few days.

Of course, such difficulties are indeed a problem for normal humans.

But even if the heroes didn't take action, the Greek and Roman soldiers summoned by the night were already enhanced by their legendary status.

In terms of strength, they can even easily defeat hellish demons in the underworld.

Chopping down trees with their bare hands is a piece of cake for them.

The time lag caused by technological backwardness was infinitely shortened by a powerful force.

When the leaders looked up at the distant Rhine River, they saw countless tall, simple warships with soldiers holding spears and shields aloft, their uniform and iron-blooded military bearing appearing before them.

Each of them possessed a strong presence, and when they stretched out together, the resulting military formation resembled a giant golden skull, creating an illusion in the leaders' eyes.

A mixture of killing intent and determination stood before this legion, determined to annihilate any enemy, no matter how powerful.

And the so-called formidable enemy is actually—'them'?

The Germans, who were completely terrified by the terrifying military might, seemed to sense that death had already arrived.

They finally understood why the soldier had lost his composure.

Logically speaking, the tall, strong, and unruly Germans would never willingly show weakness before the war even begins.

However, when faced with a huge gap in life levels, one instinctively feels a suffocating sense of oppression.

A fierce dragon is lurking ahead!

Even the gods would give way... let alone a group of mortal Germans.

'Is this an army of slaves?'

No, this absolutely could not be an army composed of slaves!!

The moment the Germans saw that army, their dream shattered.

Finally, to my horror, I discovered the terrible reality.

The army built by the heroic souls of humanity who survived from hell and the worst mythical war in history is a monster legion that can be clearly felt at a glance, awe-inspiring and insurmountable dimensional gap.

They are an existence that the human legions of this era absolutely cannot contend with, and they don't even have the courage to oppose them.

goodong...

The Germans swallowed hard.

On that day, they felt the same fear that their ancient ancestors had felt when the gods descended, a fear that was like a prison. It was probably similar to what we feel now.