The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

The man knows there is no point in stopping.

After all, if waiting could stop the wind, I should have done this when I was in West Village.

"That……"

Sayaka did not refute Ian's words, but asked more worriedly:

"In that case, what should we do now?"

"If this continues, I'm worried that we'll be blown down by the wind before we even reach the temple."

"If only...if only there was something that could block all this for us..."

"..."

As the saying goes, the speaker may not have any intention, but the listener may take it seriously.

Sayaka's words suddenly enlightened Ian.

"That does make sense—"

"If we can block the wind and sand, we can move forward normally, right?"

"Sayaka, you're a genius!"

"Eh?!"

Before the assassin girl could understand what was happening, Ian turned around and put Mary and Sayaka's hands together.

"You guys...wait for me here!"

"I figured out a way!"

"this……!"

Before Sayaka could agree or refuse Ian, the man had already walked into the wind and sand alone.

The assassin girl tried to chase after him, but the flower magician grabbed her hand.

"Didn't you hear? He told us not to wander around."

"But with such a strong sandstorm..." Sayaka showed a worried expression, "What is he going to do?"

"This is not something we should be peeping into."

Meili said expressionlessly.

"Sayaka, you have to understand one thing - Ian's decisions are all a reflection of fate. You and I just have to follow them."

"..."

Although Sayaka didn't quite understand what Meili meant by this, she could only nod as she saw the man completely disappear in the wind and sand.

"alright, I got it."

Ian was unaware of the conversation between Sayaka and Mary at the moment.

His mind was completely focused on how to deal with the wind and sand.

That's right.

Just block it, right?

I can do things like that myself—

"Although this may sound a little presumptuous, I'm counting on you once again!"

The man covered his Satanic arm and concentrated a large amount of magic power into his hand.

"Athena, show yourself!"

With Ian's roar, a huge goddess mecha slowly took shape in the wind and sand.

That was the goddess Athena holding a war spear and a war shield. At this moment, she once again appeared in front of the man like a treasure.

only--

As soon as she came out, Athena was almost blown over by the huge sandstorm.

Fortunately, he always reacted quickly. He simply inserted the spear and stood there.

"Pegasus—!"

"Do you have to bring me here at this time?"

"I'm sorry, Athena—" the man blocked the wind and sand in front of him, "I don't want this to happen, but I think you're the only one who can help me!"

"How can I help you?"

"Yes!" the man nodded.

"If it's yours, there must be a way to block the wind and sand. We need you to clear this obstacle for us, please!"

In fact, these things should have been done by Ian manually "controlling" Athena.

However, after waking up in the Unova region, this Athena, which was revived due to "memory projection", gained its own consciousness.

According to His words—

It means "Gods should also have their own lives"!

of course.

When He needed to show up to help, He still took care of Ian, His "wingman".

"Block it?"

After figuring out the situation, Athena had a clear enough goal.

"Looks like fun—I'll give it a try."

After saying this, the goddess of war began her personal struggle against the wind and sand.

He pulled out the war spear that was originally used to fix his body position, and then turned it like a propeller.

A powerful counter-current swept out and then began to rush towards the direction where the yellow sand came from.

In an instant, Ian felt a powerful suction force - that was the force of the war spear spinning.

Athena's voice came again.

He raised the shield of war and assumed a charging posture.

"follow me!"

"it is good!"

Under the leadership of Athena, the Hassan Cult began to make real progress.

The first generation Hassan looked at the huge monster that suddenly appeared and showed a rare look of surprise.

"Ian, where did you...come up with this machine?"

“It’s hard to explain.”

Ian looked at Athena, who was considered his "mother".

"But anyway, they are people who came to assist us."

"..."

The first generation Hassan said no more - as an Assassin, he fully understood that everyone has secrets that they are unwilling to tell.

only……

At the moment when the Hassan sect finally walked out of the wind and sand, the scene before them made them stop again.

I saw a huge ship floating in the sky.

The huge golden bow is carved with a golden statue of a human head, with a lifelike expression, as if the real person is sleeping here.

The golden hull radiated a dazzling glow, and the lower half of the ship burned with flames like the sun. Even from a distance, one could feel the scorching heat. If one got close, one would probably be roasted into charcoal ash.

"Ah--"

"You are here."

"I, the Almighty God, and the Ancient King, just need some prey to compete with each other."

789. Gilgamesh and Ra's-II appear, and the golden ship floats in the air! (4k)

It was a voice full of contempt.

If I were to describe it more broadly, it would probably be a feeling of "I am the only one who matters".

"but--"

"To be able to emerge from a sandstorm like that, it must be a top prey."

"I, the greatest elder in this world, will reluctantly admit that you are worthy of being hunted."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

As arrogant and undisguised laughter appeared in the sky, Ian also saw a figure.

He was a tall man, adorned in gold, holding a staff, and gazing at everything on earth with an insolent attitude, as if he had the power of life and death over all living things on earth.

If you look closely, you will find that the man's appearance is almost exactly the same as the face carved on the bow of the golden ship floating in the air.

Needless to say——

This is the owner of this golden ship.

only……

Who could this be?

Before the man had time to think about it, the first generation Hassan had already appeared on the path opened by Athena.

Exuding a murderous aura, he raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the arrogant man.

"Before you spout such nonsense, shouldn't you first offer your life?"

"How could you be so foolish as to think that a stranger would bow down to you just because of a few words from you?"

"It is truly ignorant and foolish, and as irredeemable as that gold."

It can be said that the first generation Hassan had no intention of speaking politely to those who invaded the territory of the Mountain People.

He attacked the superior man with the sharpest language.

And such words seemed to have hit the other party's sore spot just right.

The man standing on the golden ship quickly became angry and said:

"You are the foolish one!"

"You didn't even know about this, even a noble Pharaoh like me—your life is corrupt and foolish! It's completely meaningless!"

"Listen carefully, I am the most noble pharaoh in this land and the supreme being."

"I am Ozymandias, Ramses II, King of Kings. God Almighty!"

"Kneel at my feet and witness my great deeds shining brightly in this world!"

"..."

The first Hassan only said that one sentence, and Ozymandias blurted out many words in one breath. The speed of his speech was so intense and rapid that it was probably impossible for ordinary people to do it.

From this perspective, Ozymandias did indeed achieve an unexpected feat.

only--

"..."

"..."

Ian and the first generation Hassan, who had crossed the sandstorm, didn't feel much about it.

Just like what the old man said just now - a title without proof is nothing but an illusory existence, not to mention a person who has made no achievements at this moment and is maintaining his status only with words, which is even less deterrent.

"Old man, do you think this man is as strong as he says?"

"I don't know—" The First Hassan gripped his heavy sword, revealing the same murderous aura as before, "but I have indeed killed many pretentious people like this."

"It should be said...it's precisely because of his arrogance that there are flaws everywhere."