Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Castor suddenly screamed in terror, "It's that monster! You stupid sister, run!!"

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Chapter Fifteen Jason: Absolutely a Grand Slam Barcelona! Is that really B-Shu's signature move?

Boom!!!

The captain activated the transfer permission. Although Gemini possesses the speed ability that even ordinary Heroic Spirits find difficult to detect, he still couldn't directly take the captain to the other side of the reversed world of Atlantis, the real world of the Greek gods—the Interstellar City.

During this process, although Night did not intend to kill the captain, Gemini was still quite annoying.

A gloomy older brother with a petty and narrow mind, and a younger sister who only knows how to blindly protect her brother, even completely abandoning her own will and letting her brother do whatever he wants.

At least Pollux from Pan-Human History kept an eye on his brother, but these two from Lostbelts are no match for him in death.

As the group moved away, Night also gifted them a Noble Phantasm.

As the three figures appeared in the open-air hall of the interstellar city's temple, Zeus in his human form witnessed their disheveled descent, and—a beam of light! 'True, Shoot Down the White-Headed!' The ultimate martial art transformed into a beam of light that swept out, but narrowly missed the group, only taking the ears of the brother and sister without harming anyone. No, was it truly a mistake?!

The martial arts of the divine realm are characterized by their divine realm-level precision, which was likely a deliberate attack on that spot, a punishment inflicted upon the two.

For the proud Gemini siblings, what was more terrifying and cruel than death was the complete disfigurement of their once perfect and handsome faces.

Two shrill screams rang out. Not even a severed ear was left. The flesh and blood had been shattered by countless blades in the radiance. To the naked eye, it looked as if the flesh and blood had been evaporated by the heat of the radiance!

That ultimate blade of light flashed across the sky above the interstellar city; feeling the astonishing destructive force sweeping over his scalp, Zeus remained silent...

Castor, his face contorted in a hideous and utterly repulsive expression, screamed repeatedly in a fit of rage and resentment: "My...ears!! My ears!! Ahhh!"

He reached for his ear, blood welling in his palm. He realized his strikingly handsome face had been chopped off by that mortal Griffith, leaving him a hideous, earless being. Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Unbelievable!?!!

Gritting his teeth—"A complete disgrace—!! Griffith!!! Aaaaah!!"

At this moment, even the fear of that hero's terrifying power, which had once defeated the supreme god, was temporarily forgotten.

On the other side, Pollux, though also in pain and tears streaming down his face, equally struggling to accept the reality before him and on the verge of a mental breakdown, comforted his brother upon seeing his ugly and ashamed expression: "Brother...it's alright...we—"

Castor: "Shut up!!"

Foolish sister, if the other person had reacted immediately like she did and started to run away—if they had been just one step faster, they wouldn't have suffered this disfiguring injury.

He would rather be killed by Kirshtalia again and summoned back than be disfigured.

Polcus, who was being scolded, was also very upset...

She cared about her brother more than anyone else. In fact, what she couldn't accept even more than her own disfigurement was that her glorious brother had also become like this. However, she was treated so cruelly when she tried to comfort him, which made this sister, who was determined to protect her brother's glory, feel very uncomfortable.

Castor, as if possessed, stood there, head bowed, muttering repeatedly in the shadows, "Griffiths!!! Griffiths!! Griffiths!!"

At that moment, the captain, covered in blood, twitched his fingers. He was on the verge of fainting, but he couldn't afford to collapse.

He still has a lot to do...

It failed, just as expected—unexpected, yet perfectly logical!

That's incredible!

He misjudged the situation... The surging, overwhelming magic, fiercely attacking the entire world from all directions simultaneously, proved to him that the opponent's magic reserves were probably not just for one minute, two minutes, or half an hour, but much longer than he had imagined. It might even be enough for them to fight until the final battle of this Lostbelt, and still have the afterglow of gracefully making their exit!

That wasn't the captain exaggerating; he had already reported the worst-case scenario, which is often the worst-case scenario—and it's also the one that's closest to the truth!

Zeus: "My ally, have you already been defeated? And Castor—shut up!! You are utterly hideous!"

When Castor noticed that Zeus, the king of the gods, was also there, his body suddenly stiffened as he had been muttering in anguish about how to take revenge and tear the hero Griffith to pieces.

Castor took his cowardly nature to the extreme. Just like when he was in front of Ye, his first thought was to run away. He had no desire to fight at all. He only dared to curse a few words behind Ye's back to vent his anger. If he were really sent to the battlefield to take revenge, he would probably run away faster than anyone else.

!! "

Compared to Griffith, the majesty of the great god Zeus is deeply ingrained in Gemini, who dares not utter a single word of rebuttal.

Zeus: "Tell me the whole story of your battles—my ally."

Captain Kirshtalia slowly stood up, having recovered by now. Although covered in blood, she still smiled gracefully and said calmly, "Naturally...it should be this way."

Meanwhile, on the other side, a group of humanoid heroic spirits on the Atlantic Ocean were stunned by the astonishing results Ye had achieved in such a short time.

escape?

The one who should be running away is the other side.

Facing the enemy, Ye showed them with her strength that they didn't need to think about anything—just crush them.

Corday and the others stared in awe and wonder at the powerful, awe-inspiring figure before them, their expressions filled with awe and wonder: "Please ask..."

Night: "Just call me Griffith."

Mashu: "Hmm... Senpai... So strong! As expected of a god—cough, the great hero Griffith!!"

Gudako: "——!"

Jason: "That's outrageous, that's outrageous! To actually use Hercules' signature move and take it to this level, amazing! You—are you a Grand Berserker?" Even Jason, who always praised Hercules, was shaken and couldn't say anything derogatory. He even had some doubts about life.

Having adventured alongside Uncle B in his previous life, he naturally knew Uncle B's various powers very well, but that thing just now could kill a hundred heads?!

The bombardment, like sunshine, spread in all directions, and the last shot even chased after the enemy, tearing through space and disappearing into the distance!

Even Hercules himself couldn't have cut that thing! Jason's eyelids twitched; even knowing they were allies, the sight of them made him swallow hard, his legs going weak and trembling with fear. —What... a cheat code?!

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Chapter Sixteen is Archer! Kill Poseidon! Wait, kill who?

Night stroked his chin, his handsome face still striking even in thought, making the female heroic spirits from foreign lands and small countries around him blush and stare intently...

It's not that I like it, but like any ordinary person who can't help but take a second look at a beautiful woman on the street, I like to look at beautiful things, and if I like to look, I'll look more. That's just human nature!

In particular, the female Heroic Spirits here all have a bit of an admiration for strength. Corday is the type who easily acknowledges the excellence of others, and Chiyome Toki—a Heroic Spirit from the country of Koichi—is a very traditional warrior, so naturally she has the Koichi admiration for strength deeply ingrained in her bones.

Upon hearing Jason's guess, the two female heroic spirits, who were also speculating, perked up their ears.

Night: "No, if I had to say—this time it's more accurate to call him the Grand Archer..."

Night revealed a smile, an overly natural smile, coupled with his handsome face, creating a devastating impact comparable to an upgraded version of a beautiful young man. So unexpectedly, it made the hearts of the women present, even the somewhat slow-witted and naive Mashu, skip a beat, and then they frantically tried to cheer each other on.

Gudako: --A major crisis!

No, you two are all blushing like teapots! What are you staring at my older brother for?!

At this moment, Gudako has the same kind of urgency as a Yu-Gi-Oh! player who feels that their beloved older brother's strength and beauty has been discovered by others and is about to be exposed!

Only she deserves to play the invincible Sebastián!

This is the Great Father she summoned after a desperate 'struggle,' not someone you summoned! She is clearly the Master!

Reversing the Heavenly Gang—!! And Mandicardo—you're a man, why are you blushing like this?!

The only one present who was not charmed was probably Jason, the most beautiful man in the world, who also had PTSD from the goddess of beauty.

Jason's face paled with horror and disbelief: "Archer?!?!"

What a joke! That violent posture doesn't look like that of an archer at all.

It's impossible that the Colossus's range is A, or that its blade, capable of slaying hundreds of enemies, could fire a long-range beam attack, thus earning it the name Archer!?

You're kidding me!!

Night affirmed, "It's Arche, no doubt about it—I can still confirm my own Spirit Origin clearly."

Although he could create any class of Spirit Origin for himself when he descended if he wanted, given his strength, he could easily fill any position among the Grand Knights.

However, it's not surprising that this time, upon arrival, he would immediately become Archer.

Whether it's Griffith's most famous arrow that crossed the Mediterranean border, or his inheritance of Hercules's bow and mastery of the true hundred-headed archery technique, surpassing even the ability to kill a hundred heads, or his initial weapon—the lyre gifted by Apollo—as a wandering bard who could shatter the Sirens' illusions with just his music, killing enemies with his melodies, much like the Knights of the Round Table, Cui Beisai, there are simply too many legends of Archer directly descending upon the world.

Judging from his legend and the weapons he frequently uses, it's more likely that he's either Archer or Lancer!

Gudako looked at her with obvious understanding: "Yes, yes, that makes sense! Absolutely sense!!"

This makes so damn sense!

The few Archer-class NPCs she knew were mostly regular Archers.

Grand Casters are all characters like the Israeli boxer, the British swordsman, and the Uruk axe master, so why can't a Grand Archer be a super handsome older brother wielding a greatsword, controlling a colossus thousands of meters tall to unleash a devastating punch?!

This powerful and beautiful, hexagonal invincible war god, whose strength and beauty are both off the charts, is simply the master's favorite! She's been drooling with envy for ages.

If God were to return someday, it would be nice if He could leave her with the Servant incarnation of Griffith from the human era!

Conquering Singularities and Lostbelts in a week is not a dream!

One singularity/lostbelt per day, no more than that, as any extra time is spent on cleanup and travel.

Night glanced around at the assembled heroic spirits, but didn't see that old pervert Orion.

It seems that Orion lost his original fame because of his legend with the moon goddess. Even though he still has some heroic reputation in Greek mythology, it is no longer enough for him to be ranked as a Grand Archer.

Orion did not descend—but instead, an even more formidable Grand Archer appeared, and this time even Artemis, the moon goddess, was on his side.

In that case—

Night: "Alright, I know your goal very well—without further ado, let's get straight to the point and go take down Poseidon!"

The third-rate heroic spirits, who had been in a constant state of desperate escape, suddenly felt as if they had found their pillar of support. Faced with the great hero who had descended with overwhelming divine power, even a second of doubt was an insult to this great power and figure.

Disrespectful.

A group of heroic chicks smacked their lips and nodded frantically! "Mmm-hmm!"

I'll do whatever you say! You're the best here, so listening to you is the right thing to do!

"Alright! Then we'll risk our lives to go with you to fight Poseidon!" Chiyo Mochizuki was so excited her mouth was practically splitting open; her warrior's blood was boiling.

Charlotte Corday, Mandecardo, and the others were also caught up in the excitement and echoed, "Whoa!!! Kill Poseidon!"

Gudako was the most excited: "Kill Poseidon!!!"

She admits that she was relentlessly pursued when she first arrived in the Atlantic Lostbelt, but now—the situation has reversed, everyone!

They are the hunters!

The chief gods? We'll fight you, the twelve Olympian Greek gods!

Mashu's face flushed red: "Kill Poseidon!"