Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

[There are obsessive thoughts and defensive instincts]

[Flofo's eyes look at both the victim and the perpetrator]

[Just like when you faced your own blood-sucking urge in the past]

【Flofo gives you this weird feeling】

“Could it be…?!”

You seem to be thinking of something.

[The next second, he pulled out the black key from his robe again.]

[This time, you will not throw the black keys at Flofo, but throw them at the four corners of the avenue in a square formation.]

【At the same time, Frofu exhaled white mist】

[As if declaring the end of his passionate fantasy, he crossed a boundary he absolutely did not want to reach.]

[The true attitude is revealed]

[The blue flames no longer cover the surface]

[That is the heat dissipated from the earth, similar to condensed air]

“Ahh, really…”

Flofo raised his cold arms...

The open palms seemed to be craving for warmth.

"—This world is so cold."

[The moment Flofo uttered these words]

The world seems to change in an instant

[At the same time, the black key you threw out shone brightly, and at the same speed, a temple barrier rose up, covering the street.]

[A cold wave like the Ice Age surges]

[Suddenly, the space that was originally engulfed by high temperatures turned into a world of ice and snow at this moment]

[Even the barrier you built]

Even the holy wall was corroded and cracked by frost.

[Of course, if it weren't for the barrier protecting it, I'm afraid a third of the town would be swallowed up by the cold wave in the blink of an eye.]

"Ha, is this the true principle of your blood ring? It's not burning, but the opposite of freezing!"

Moran's priest robes were covered with frost.

However, he himself had a happy smile on his face.

Compared to the raging fire just now.

This ice is made of Flofu's principle blood ring.

It really gave him a chill.

The blood ring of principle that has accumulated for thousands of years is so heavy that even as a true ancestor, there is no way to underestimate it.

"Even a third-rate Dead Apostle, with the Principle Blood Ring, could defeat even a planet... How nostalgic! It seems I can finally take back what I said about the Twenty-Seventh Ancestor not making any progress."

There was a hint of relief in Moran's smile.

Recalling Zhu Yue’s words in the past.

Now, it is being fulfilled right in front of you.

Flofu is undoubtedly the example that Zhu Yue mentioned. He has third-rate qualifications but can control the top-level Principle Blood Ring.

See a glimpse of the grand vision that your beloved has envisioned.

The tiny seeds that Zhu Yue once scattered on the earth are now gradually being realized by people in the distant future.

Moran would naturally feel happy.

P.S.: In the previous chapter, I added the official design of the 19th Ancestor, Frofu. You can go there and take a look.

Chapter 82: The Frozen Land of the Desolate Sea [Please give me flowers! Please give me a monthly pass!]

"True Ancestor King, you are truly worthy of the title. You managed to steal so much of my energy in such a short time!"

[Flofo's gaze is as cold as a knife]

[The previous instinctive fury is completely gone.]

Seeing such an outstanding descendant of the Dead Apostles, you couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for their talent.

"Since you've demonstrated the principle, I'll be more serious... The True Ancestor King is asking you a question—"

Moran once again showed his royal golden eyes.

This was his greatest recognition of the dead apostle in front of him.

"Answer me, I am small as a domesticated animal. The proof of our ancestors, the lesion of our roots. A cellar as vast as a vortex.

From this, a new principle descended.

What is blood to you?"

Moran was like an emperor making a ruling.

The tone of his voice carries an indescribable and powerful sense of oppression.

Ordinary people can't even look directly at it.

[To the Dead Apostles, you are the root of everything right now. They can only pay respect to you.]

[Flofo's eyes widened in astonishment]

[It's like the memory engraved in 28's blood has awakened]

"—I accept this with respect, my king.

To me, blood is warmth, the heat of life.

It is the elixir that heals my frostbite. It is the thing on which my world and my principles depend.

Therefore, without blood, I would be frozen by this cold air."

Flofo said in a tone of great respect.

Tell Moran about your true nature.

"I see, you are the successor to the nineteenth ancestor.

Zelia Offenbaum.

When I was in power, I knew that the original 19th Ancestor hated and feared humans. It was for this reason that she sailed to the Far North Sea and built a castle there. Even among the 27th Ancestor, she was a strange existence.

Moran had an impression of the previous 19th ancestor.

But I only know this person.

"This is my role as Lord. This Blood Ring of Principle is unworthy of her. As a knight, I defeated the king and usurped this crown. Now, this Principle has become a curse for me alone."

Frod slowly raised his hand to his side.

A nearly three-meter-long silver-white spear was taken out from the shadows.

【Everything he said is true】

Absolute loyalty does not exist among the Dead Apostles. Lower-ranking Dead Apostles can rebel against their ancestors at any time.

[It doesn't matter what means are used]

[As long as someone kills the Ancestor and takes the Principle Blood Ring, the other Dead Apostles will regard this person as the new Ancestor.]

This is something recognized by all twenty-seven ancestors.

Rather, the Dead Apostles, due to their long lives, find this kind of relationship even more interesting.

Many ancestors look forward to their descendants' rebellion.

[This is just a game in the eyes of my ancestors who have lived for quite a long time]

There's no shame in losing.

[Of course, most of them think they can’t lose]

[Flofo’s current situation is very typical]

[Although he acknowledges that you are the King of the True Ancestors, this does not prevent him from still wanting to take your heart.]

"Now, I find it strange. Why do you, the King of the True Ancestors, act like an agent?"

"Well, this is just a personal interest."

Moran took back the True Ancestor's golden pupil.

The conversation with Flofo was also a spur of the moment decision.

It was not wrong for him to have admiration for this dead disciple, but that did not prevent him from killing him.

"Personal interest... Never mind. I've already understood your strength through this body. You truly live up to the legend of being one of the originals who can handle any curse or any situation! However, I have no way out—"

[A surge of fighting spirit surges from Frofu's body]

He still thirsts for the blood of the True Ancestor.

[For him, from the day he killed his master and absorbed the Principle Blood Ring, there was no turning back.]

"King of the True Ancestors! You don't know that, although my kingdom is part of this planet, it is an ecosystem that excludes the possibility of life! Even you, a True Ancestor, would never be able to endure this hell..."

【The cold air spreads from Flofo as the center】

Absolute Zero erupts even more fiercely than before, and the wave of ice and snow emits a sharp and piercing roar.

He wields the giant spear that does not belong to this world.

Rumble——! !

[Avalanche of gunfire]

The cracks in the barrier surrounding the temple that surrounds the street are intensifying. It wouldn't be surprising if it were to break at any time.

[You are surrounded by cold and frost]

"Damn monster! Even after taking my gunshot, you're still so unmoved!?"

【Flofu stares at you intently】

He also truly understands the horror of the True Ancestor.

[In fact, this powerful blow was not ineffective]

If an ordinary True Ancestor had taken this powerful cursed blow, he would have been pierced through by the spear on the spot.

[It just so happens that you are not a normal True Ancestor either.]

[The golden demon sword gleams in the cold white mist, and the scales of demonic beasts and mythical beasts cover its skin.]

They take the hit for you.

"It's really troublesome..."

Moran then exhaled a puff of white mist.

He had no way to avoid Flofo's attack.

The attack range is too large.

If I just avoid it, I'm afraid half of the town will turn into frozen ground in an instant.

He and the Pelasgian army were not afraid.

But the civilians in this city will definitely die.

There was no way they could survive the curse of the Principle Blood Ring.

"Noyer..."

Moran remembered holding his hand.