Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

A huge rock was thrown at extremely high speed from the other ship's deck.

"They're throwing...throwing a rock at us...!?" Mash saw the rock flying towards her and rushed forward.

If a rock were to hit the ship's deck, it would probably create a huge crater...

"Absolutely, we can't let him hit us!" Nian Zhuo gritted his teeth. It was too late to switch to Time King II now. He could only rely on the Eye Soul Ghost on his shoulder...

Blue light flashed from the eyes on Nian Zhuo's shoulders, and numerous colorful ghosts emerged from them.

"Make way...!" However, Asterius was a step faster, his huge body gently sweeping aside Mash who was blocking his way, and he jumped up and hugged the huge rock.

"Ah..." In an instant, a heavy rock slammed into him. The immense force caused Asterius's wounds, which had been healing, to bleed again in less than half a second. Hot blood dripped onto the deck. "Aaaaaaaahh ...

The roar of the ferocious beast came from Asterius's mouth, and his thick arms unleashed all their power, hurling the boulder toward the sea.

As the boulder fell, towering waves splashed out, silently demonstrating the combined power of the attack.

Then, Asterius's enormous body landed on the ship, unable to even stand, and he knelt on the ground.

"Asterius...!" Seeing the berserker's heavy body fall, Euryale ignored Drake's warning and ran out.

"Hey...! Asterius!" Nian Zhuo then ran to Asterius's side, saw the wounds on his body reopening, and quickly helped him up. "You brainless idiot, your own wounds haven't even healed yet, what were you doing?"

Then, Nianzhuo's eyes gradually turned cold as he looked at the ship opposite him, his hands unconsciously clenching.

"Hahahaha!" The blond youth, who had been watching everything that happened on the ship, smiled with satisfaction. "Barely caught it?! That barbarian is... what is that thing, an orc?" The youth looked at the light purple-haired girl beside him with a questioning gaze.

"Oh dear, that must be Lord Asterius." The purple-haired girl, however, had magical blue eyes that seemed to be enhanced by some kind of magic. "Also known as the Minotaur. A tragic child born between the divine bull and humankind." The girl closed her eyes, a look of pity on her face.

"What? So it's just a defective human creation!" The young man beside her sneered, a stark contrast to the girl's pained expression. "Its destiny is to be a ridiculous creature defeated by a hero! Looks like they're severely lacking in talent! Hahahaha! Alright, my crew. The enemy seems to be in danger now, my love, do you think they need our 'friendly assistance'?" He looked at the girl beside him again.

"...Yes." The purple-haired girl closed her eyes and nodded helplessly, raising the long staff she held in her arms. "Captain, I'm very sorry. But could you lend me a hand?"

"Of course!" The blond youth laughed wildly, shouting towards the ship opposite, "Hey! People on that ship over there, is the goddess with you? And the Holy Grail with you too? That's good." Without giving anyone a chance to answer, the youth opened his arms wide.

"This is a rare opportunity, let's settle all our grudges here!" Then, the young man's eyes darkened. "You evil legions that attempt to correct the world—and we heroes who strive to maintain the world's right order. What a fitting end to the Holy Grail War!" He pointed his index finger at Drake's Golden Stag.

"...Who's that guy? He's so noisy." Orion flicked the wooden stick in his hand with a look of disgust, staring at the blond youth on the other ship's bow with a disdainful gaze. "However, it seems we've run into a big problem."

"We will never let you go!" However, they didn't care about that now. The opposing ship had sent several pirates over at some point, who climbed onto the bow and brandished short knives, roaring angrily.

"Master... let's defeat the remaining enemies first!" Mash glanced worriedly at Asterius, anxiously raising her shield. "If we don't hurry...!" However, before Mash could finish speaking—

"Scum, die." A pale yellow figure flashed past her and arrived at the bow of the ship.

"Clang—." With the sound of the bolt striking, Nian Zhuo pressed the Time Sword Spear against a pirate's forehead.

"Ah..." However, the enemy hadn't even had time to react before uttering a single syllable.

"Enough with the nonsense, just die." Nian Zhuo placed the Ghost watch face from his waist onto the Time Sword Gun and pulled the trigger.

"Finish Time—!" Yellow energy gathered at the muzzle of the gun in his hand.

"Omega Slash Shotting—!"

Then, the tan bullets pierced the pirates' bodies, sending them all into the sea.

“Well then, it’s your turn next…” Nian Zhuo placed Ghost’s dial on the Time Gun Sword again and turned it around once more.

With a "whoosh," the bright silver blade sprang out from the gun.

The enemy's strength is superior to ours.

The silver-haired goddess drew back her longbow while curiously staring at the ship where the blond youth stood.

“Hmm…” Artemis seemed to recall something. “That ship…could it be the Argo?”

"The Argo...?!" Mash's hand gripping the shield trembled slightly. "Could it be...?!" Then, her expression turned grim, and she glanced at Orion, who was hiding under a box. "Mr. Orion, does that Argo refer to that Argo?!" She emphasized the word "Argo".

“That’s right, you’re right, Mashu!” Orion’s eyes even turned bloodshot, his tone almost like he was gritting his teeth. “Those bastards, at first I wasn’t sure, but now I believe it, those bastards are the real Argonauts! The adventurer’s ship that set out on a quest for the Golden Fleece. It’s no exaggeration to call them the oldest and strongest pirate crew in human history!”

“But—” Orion changed the subject, looking at Drake, who was still fighting, with a proud expression (do teddy bears have a proud expression... well, he just looked very proud anyway) “Unlike our big-breasted, bold, mature female captain, the captain over there has a personality that’s worse than pubic lice.”

"So... why emphasize 'big breasts' twice..." After kicking down yet another pirate in front of him, Nian Zhuo gradually approached Euryale. "At least, let's protect their target first."

“The leader of the Argonauts…” Mash gritted her teeth, “That is to say, Jason.”

“I…A…Son…!” Asterius repeated the name, his attacks becoming increasingly ferocious.

"How dare you, Minotaur!" The blond youth clearly heard the berserker's roar and spat with disgust and loathing. "You should address me by my name with fear and reverence!" But then, the youth's expression turned cruel.

"However, considering you're a hideous monster about to be exterminated, I'll forgive you this once." He opened his arms, as if certain the other wouldn't dare attack. "Come on! Bring it on!"

However, unexpectedly, Drake's golden deer began to shimmer with an earthy yellow light.

The bullet pierced the air and grazed Jason's ear.

"Tsk—" You could clearly hear the gunman on the opposite ship making a frustrated sound, "Can't you even aim properly at this distance with just a pistol?"

"Ah—" After a moment of stunned silence, Jason hurriedly covered his face. "What—! What is this—! Who! Who dares to attack me! Come out here!" As if he had gone mad, Jason's face was contorted and extremely ferocious.

“It’s me.” Nian Zhuo, still wearing the Ghost armor, threw all the pirates on the bow of the ship into the sea, stood on the bow, and gave Jason a thumbs up.

"But—is that all you've got?" He then flipped his thumb and let out a disdainful laugh from his lips.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!" Jason roared angrily, clutching his uninjured face.

"What should we do next, darling?" The purple-haired girl quickly cast a healing spell on him, asking with concern, "Should we just defeat them directly?"

"No, no, no need! Hahahaha!" On the contrary, Jason wore a sinister smile. "They attacked us by surprise, but we won't. We are the side of justice, so of course we must have the demeanor of the side of justice. We will fight them honorably and crush them head-on! Then tear them apart!" As if he could see that damned armored hero spirit surrendering at his feet and dying in agony, Jason laughed heartily.

"Justice! It's so invigorating!"

"...I suggest you retreat." As soon as the communication device was connected to Nian Zhuo, Mary's resolute voice came from it, "That is not something you can handle right now. Since we have already protected Euryale, it would be best to call it a day."

“But…Director Mary!” Mashu showed a reluctant expression, but Ritsuka was seriously considering the feasibility of this.

“I understand, Director…” Ritsuka pressed down on Mash’s shoulder, though she herself was clenching her fists and gritting her teeth. “The Argonauts are home to many heroes and great men… Mash, I think you must know that there are people among them who are far beyond the level of heroes, right?”

“…I know.” Mashu nodded heavily. “That Berseaker who threw the stone just now…I’m afraid he was…” She recalled the massive body of the black giant.

“That’s right.” Mary flipped through the analysis of the enemy ships that had just been sent over, and saw the tall, black giant. “That is Heracles, the greatest hero in Greek mythology who completed the twelve trials.”

However, it's unclear whether Ritsuka, Mashu, and Marie were talking about it for too long, or whether the berserker overheard them.

The black giant gripped his rough axe-sword tightly and let out a deafening roar.

"——!————!" With long black hair flowing down his back, a beast-skin battle skirt around his waist, and several chains binding his right hand to his axe and sword, the berserker boarded the ship.

"Damn it...!" Nian Zhuo thought to himself that things were not going well. It was too late to switch states now, so Nian Zhuo had no choice but to grab the Time Gun Sword and charge at the opponent.

While everyone was still shocked by the Berserker's sudden appearance, Nian Zhuo had already faced him.

"Drink!" Not daring to hold back, and unable to hold back, Nian Zhuo used all his strength in his first strike.

The single spear-sword, under Nian Zhuo's full-force swing, seemed to possess the aura of a thousand-pound giant sword, its indestructible blade breaking the sound barrier and emitting a muffled sound.

"—!" In the berserker's eyes, the golden pupils that symbolized reason shone brightly. Without dodging or flinching, Hercules also swung his heavy axe.

"Thump—" The jagged blades of the axe and sword collided with Nian Zhuo's sword. Hercules gripped the handle of the axe with one hand and held it level with Nian Zhuo, who was exerting force with both hands.

"Are you kidding me?!" Even though he knew that the other party's strength was higher than his own, it was too far-fetched to block his full-force attack with one hand. "As expected of someone who dares to fight a giant hand-to-hand..." However, before he could finish speaking, the other party's actions completely sealed Nian Zhuo.

What was originally a stalemate between sword and axe blades was decided in an instant. Nian Zhuo's sword, which he was holding with both hands, was forcefully pressed down by his opponent with one hand, while at the same time, his opponent's other free hand struck Nian Zhuo's abdomen.

"I—!" Before he could react, Nian Zhuo was struck in the abdomen by a punch from a monster whose strength and agility were at their peak, causing his entire body to curl up.

"—Pfft!" As if his stomach acid was about to be vomited up, Nianzhuo stared wide-eyed, experiencing the pain as if his internal organs had been shattered by the opponent's punch.

But that's not all.

"Thump—" Just as Nian Zhuo was about to use the opponent's attack to get away, Hercules withdrew his fist and instantly grabbed Nian Zhuo's helmet.

Like a giant clamp, it immobilized Nianzhuo's head.

"Damn it—" Before Nian Zhuo could even think of a solution, Heracles lifted him up with one hand, and then Nian Zhuo was able to see the full appearance of the berserker in front of him.

On his wrinkled face, his pupils, one red and one yellow, were gleaming faintly.

—At the same time, he raised the axe blade in his left hand.

Then came another full-force thrust, during which he released his grip on Nianzhuo's helmet.

"Thump—" Another heavy thud, and Nianzhuo was once again sent flying by the opponent's straight thrust with monstrous strength.

"Thump thump—" Footsteps sounded at the same time, so that Nian Zhuo couldn't even adjust his body in mid-air before Heracles grabbed his hand again.

"Thump—" A punch struck Nian Zhuo's right chest, completely changing his flying backwards and sending him crashing straight into the deck beneath him.

"Pfft—!" Finally, Nian Zhuo saw himself under the mask spitting out bright red blood for the first time, but he was now completely under the control of Hercules' attack rhythm.

It crashed to the ground, then bounced up and slammed straight into Hercules' other clenched fist.

"Thump—" This time, it was on the left chest.

With eyes wide open in fury, the same immense force struck Nianzhuo's left chest, and he could clearly hear the sound of his ribs breaking.

"Damn it... This is clearly the Ghost Armor that reduces physical attacks...!" Enduring the excruciating pain, Nianzhuo looked around for a chance to escape.

No... has the enemy already blocked my escape route...?

When Nian Zhuo's body sprang up from the ground again, Hercules did not throw out his fists, but instead kicked Nian Zhuo in the abdomen.

"Ah—!" Then, Nian Zhuo's body flew backward, smashing through the ship's planks and flying into the cabin, making a loud noise that shook the entire ship.

"——!————!" Then, the berserker pounded his chest and let out a wild roar.

In just five short seconds, Nianzhuo was completely overwhelmed by a full combo from his opponent.

"Mr. Nianzhuo...lost?!" Mash and Ritsuka turned to look into the cabin in disbelief.

All that could be seen was Nian Zhuo, who had been the first to rush over and fight the berserker, now lying down in the cabin with his head down, drops of blood flowing out from the gap under his mask.

The difference in skill, strength, and speed is simply outrageous.

The opponent is the strongest Greek hero whose mind, skill, and body are completely integrated. Even after going berserk, this skill will remain as muscle memory. How could Nian Zhuo, who has not even fully mastered the swordsmanship taught by his own master, possibly fight against a human tank like Heracles head-on?

At least, Nianzhuo paid the price again for his impatience.

"Crack—" The spirit core in his chest shattered once again.

Unbeatable Enemies: The World's First Pirates

"Ah...ah..." Nianzhuo clutched his armored abdomen and felt a wave of dizziness.