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He would never overlook such a dangerous vulnerability.

Influenced by this mentality, the wicked Seuss even deliberately let Chaldea hold out until now, all in order to force out any possible "someone".

When he actually felt that familiar aura from his memory, the wicked Hughes shuddered at the fact that this punch, which was merely the aftershock, had split the Atlantic Ocean!

Everything paled in comparison to this punch. Even Artemis's Arrow couldn't achieve such an effect. How many times more powerful than a divine strike was it? Five times? Ten times? Even a hundred times?! It was beyond the comprehension of common sense!

If it were a direct confrontation, the military force he had painstakingly prepared would be destroyed in an instant by such a punch.

".................!"

Odysseus slowly clenched his fist.

Are you kidding me...?

Such a powerful punch turned all his previous careful preparations into a clownish joke.

Human effort can no longer achieve this!

We can only place our hopes in the gods!

Overwhelmed by this intense sense of powerlessness, Odysseus, feeling as if he had fallen into an abyss yet still unwilling to give up, once again tried to contact the chief goddess Artemis, expecting to fail again.

Finally—Artemis's signal, which had been unreachable for two days, was actually connected?

Odysseus: "Lady Artemis... the enemy's final trump card has appeared; now it is up to you to take it down!"

Although rationally Odysseus judged that the terrifying power of that punch far exceeded that of Artemis's arrow.

However, emotionally, it's still too hard to accept that a human punch could even surpass the power of a god.

Ironically, Odysseus, who always commanded his fleet with absolute rationality and sound reasoning, allowed his emotions to prevail for the first time this time.

However—

A cold, pleasant voice came through the communicator; it was a divine message from the goddess Artemis: "Shoot down? No... you are the ones who should be shot down, Odysseus."

Inform Zeus, I have betrayed you!

Odysseus: "What?!"

The next moment, Odysseus's expression changed drastically. He immediately roared for the fleet to scatter at full speed, but... it was too late!

Upon returning to the Lostbelt's Atlantic Ocean, Artemis's first action was to turn her cannons around and aim them at Odysseus's fleet in the Atlantic.

Then one by one

Whoosh! A massive beam of light pierced the sky and struck from outer space. This space-based weapon, capable of evaporating the ocean, obliterating the heroes on the Argo, and reducing Chaldea to ashes, forcing them to flee for their lives, was now turned against the Atlantis defense forces!

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Chapter Ten, Captain: We can't escape! Only humans can defeat humanity's final trial!

Azure silk threads tore open in the void; after this strike, the rise and fall of civilizations will all turn to dust and be subject to the judgment of the supreme god!

This is Kamishiro!

It is the world of the twelve Olympian gods!

Starlight exploded, and a crimson halo, like a Möbius strip, unfolded in space. It even seemed that Artemis, the moon goddess who had sublimated her emotional system and whose spirit origin seemed to have become stronger, was completely unreasonable and did not follow the law of conservation of energy to become stronger. This attack did not even require charging up.

When Odysseus proactively contacted the chief goddess Artemis to reveal his location, the golden arrow was already hanging high above their heads!

"You are the gold that pierces through the stars."

Boom!!!

As the Noble Phantasm was unleashed, a massive, incredibly thick, and terrifying pink beam of light descended from the sky, stretching to the heavens and the earth.

The sight of a beam of light striking directly from the cosmos onto the planet's surface is enough to make anyone's blood boil and strike fear into the hearts of enemies. The overflowing light gathers and transforms into a cluster of arrows... No, this is something that cannot be described as mere arrows.

This is a weapon capable of piercing through planets and destroying spacecraft.

[Noble Phantasm against the Star].”

Boom!

After this attack, seawater flooded in.

A crimson light, like a thunderbolt or divine punishment, shot down from the sky, evaporating the sea and tearing everything apart.

When all the dust settled—the myriad phenomena of the world fell silent because of this attack—the entire Atlantis fleet vanished from the sea, leaving not even a trace.

However, this signature strike, also known as "the hammer of the goddess," is powerful and frighteningly strong, but it rarely succeeds in killing truly powerful opponents.

However, it is clear that even the Atlantean fleet, whose group strength rivals that of Heroic Spirits, and ordinary fantasy monsters, apart from Odysseus and the Mother of the Abyss, cannot be considered among the strongest.

This also meant that everything Odysseus had meticulously prepared for someone couldn't even withstand a single arrow from the goddess Artemis, and most of it turned to ashes.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the sea!

Azure light mingled with dark lightning, and the captain's expression grew increasingly grim as he faced the enormous arm that continued to emerge from the massive magic circle.

Even the might of Zeus's descent couldn't compare to this!

Could that lightning bolt be of the same power as Zeus's Noble Phantasm, "Zues, I am the lightning that pierces the stars"?

Is the god of Christianity really that much stronger than the king of the Greek pantheon? The power of his mere servants can rival the Noble Phantasms of a god-king... The captain, who has only seen the tip of the iceberg and is already completely unable to comprehend this, is ultimately limited by the perspective of the Moon World, becoming a frog in a well...

Just as when others first saw the captain make a move, they couldn't understand his monstrous strength, which started with a Planetary Bombardment.

Splash!

Within the magic circle, lightning surged forth like ocean waves and the billowing waters of the Atlantic Ocean, accompanied by the massive hand of a destroyer grasping the edge of the magic circle and slowly rising, beginning with its head...

At the top of the God of Destruction, who possesses ruby ​​eyes, stands the figure of a silver-haired hero.

His face was as handsome as Apollo's; his white, bard-like robe, exuding a sacred aura, partially exposed his breasts; his physique was even more athletic than David's, his beautifully sculpted chest and subtly visible abdominal muscles gleaming in the sunlight.

Of course

Unlike the sensory experience of reaching its peak with a sense of beauty, what truly sets it apart is the overwhelming presence and intimidating aura emanating from its body, amplified by the very essence of a god of destruction.

It was like a demon king reigning supreme!

Thump!! The entire ocean of the divine age seemed to sink a little in that instant, the sheer pressure alone giving one the feeling that the world was about to be destroyed! Seeing this, a buff similar to Zeus's usual entrance that brought the weight of the entire world with it, the captain's expression became even more solemn: "!"

Even the beam of light from Artemis's Noble Phantasm couldn't distract him; he remained fully alert, staring intently at the center of the magic circle.

Jason and the other heroic spirits were also stunned.

Gudako's eyes lit up with stars: "...............!!! Master............!"

Night slowly opened its eyes, and in that instant—eyes as beautiful and dreamlike as stars, more beautiful, profound, and mysterious than a meteor shower streaking across the universe.

Gudako, who was about to say something, suddenly seemed to have been struck by the goddess of beauty's treasure—[You are the heart of a chaotic star].

Griffith's beauty surpasses that of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty.

That was true, pure beauty that even Aphrodite from mythology herself acknowledged and passionately loved!

Even in normal circumstances, spending too much time focusing on or staring at that hero can trigger their captivating charm!

At that moment, the figure, like a red-haired goddess descending from the sky, gently enveloped and blessed the pure and beautiful child, instantly stealing the women's attention.

Gudako, Cordaya, and Chiyome Mochizuki were all stunned at some point.

Even a man like Jason was momentarily stunned, and when he suddenly came to his senses, his face turned extremely horrified!

"......!!!!*****!"

She possessed a bewitching, alluring beauty, much like that vile woman Aphrodite.

Jason was a very lustful man, yet all the tragedies he suffered in his life were caused by that goddess of love!

Upon seeing this bewitching allure that was identical to that of the goddess of beauty, he felt terrible. His mind was in complete chaos, and he even experienced some PTSD-related psychological trauma.

At this moment, Yoru finally spoke up: "Don't talk nonsense... Fujimaru Ritsuka."

The only thing manifested here is the spirit of the hero Griffith! It has nothing to do with any other identity.”

In the sky, the captain understood.

Did he merely descend to earth as Griffith, the hero of the Greek era?

This fact, while bringing a sense of relief to the captain, also filled him with even greater fear and awe!

The captain's pupils contracted—meaning that if merely "the legend of Griffith" was enough to summon a colossus capable of unleashing divine lightning of the same caliber as that of a god-king.

So, just how strong was that other legendary power at its peak?

However... since he only descended in the form of a hero from the human era of the Greek period.

There's still a chance!

The origin of the legend of the "final trial of mankind" was the ancient Greek Age of Gods.

The hero Griffith—the strongest savior of Greece, as well as the strongest storm and the most powerful demon king—is destined to be defeated only by human heroes.

If this legend were to become a Noble Phantasm, it would mean that even Zeus could only defeat but not kill the opponent; only a human like myself could truly defeat it.

With the power to briefly contend with Zeus, the king of the gods, no one is more suitable than him to subdue "humanity's final trial!"

So one by one

The captain took a deep breath, trying his best to calm his trembling heart.

He alone possesses the greatest potential; the rest—no matter how many others come, they'll only be a hindrance and a liability!

He cannot escape! Even though he has witnessed the terrifying power of this hero-demon king firsthand! But if he doesn't defeat him here, he fears that the Greek gods will be found and slaughtered one by one!

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Chapter Eleven: How long can you maintain this "extreme" state? It's unsustainable.

"Although it wasn't the Lord of the Pure White Hell or the Heavenly Kingdom who personally descended, it still summoned 'Humanity's final trial?!' Unbelievable! Fujimaru Ritsuka, you truly possess astonishing talent. I have always believed in this possibility for humanity!"

The captain raised his white-gloved hand: "Then—let me respond with my highest respect to Your Excellency."

"The form of the star, the form of the universe, the form of the god, the form of myself...!"

As Kirshtalia chanted the incantation for the spell's release, she unleashed her full power, manipulating the stars in the Age of Gods' sky.

The stars were shining, and the celestial bodies seemed to become his army at this moment, rearranging and arranging themselves according to his will, radiating the dazzling light of a magic circle!