A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"Well done! Now prepare yourselves to receive this generous gift called 'Hercules'!"

A cold glint flashed in Wang Chong's eyes, and his aura suddenly surged!

"Armament Haki - Ryuo! Conqueror's Haki - Haze!"

The jet-black, domineering aura of flowing cherry blossoms instantly covered his limbs, and violent purple-black overlord-colored lightning coiled around his body like thunder serpents, crackling loudly!

His power level instantly surged! With a low shout, Wang Chong used his single arm to lift Hercules' massive body, which he was wrestling with, high above his head!

Then, Wang Chong swung like a giant human hammer, slamming down on Hector and Pollux with a whooshing sound as they pounced on him!

"Wh...what?!"

Hector had never seen anyone use Hercules as a weapon. In shock, he could only instinctively raise his weapon to parry. Pollux quickly dodged.

"boom--!!!"

An overwhelming force, like a tsunami, swept in! Hector and Hercules were sent flying backward without any doubt, crashing heavily against the ship's side!

Having landed a successful blow, Wang Chong didn't even glance at the two men who were flying backward. He suddenly exerted force with his feet, and the deck shattered inch by inch! His only target was Jason, who was slumped over the helm, his face ashen!

"Aaaaaah!! You bunch of useless trash!! Stop him! Protect me!! Protect me!!!"

Seeing Wang Chong charging towards him like a demon, Jason's last psychological defenses completely collapsed. His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground again, his already fragile self-esteem shattering along with him.

The fear of facing death makes all pride seem so pale and laughable.

At this critical moment, Chiron, Paris, and Castor simultaneously launched their strongest Noble Phantasm attacks! The three powerful attacks locked onto their target, aiming directly at Wang Chong!

"Antares Snipe!!"

Chiron's bowstring twanged, and a meteor-like arrow shot into the sky, instantly piercing the dark clouds that shrouded the heavens. Instantly, brilliant starlight poured down, and the brilliance of Centaurus appeared in the sky, locking onto Wang Chong's figure.

"troia velos (The Dazzling Arrow That Will End the World)!!"

A large number of Apollo figurines gathered beneath Paris's legs, lifting him into the air. Paris then drew his bow and aimed an arrow downwards, its powerful aura carrying a commanding presence, at Wang Chong!

"dscures tyndaridae (Hymn to the Two Gods)!!"

Castor abandoned ranged attacks, his spherical magical artifact swirling around him. He and his sister Pollux were of one mind, and they instantly unleashed astonishing speed!

The two, one in front and one behind, were like two intersecting streaks of light. With exquisite coordination and an attack speed beyond reason, they aimed directly at Wang Chong's vitals with every move, intending to seal off all his evasive space, just to create an opportunity for Chiron and Paris's powerful Noble Phantasms, which required a short period of charging, to hit their mark!

"Uh?!"

"How is this possible?!"

However, in front of Wang Chong, the twins' dazzling teamwork seemed so clumsy! He moved swiftly, like a ghost, darting through the narrow space, easily dodging their every deadly attack.

Even in the slightest opening in the transition between their moves, Wang Chong's giant hand, covered in the aura of flowing cherry blossoms, shot out like lightning, precisely grabbing Castor and Pollux's heads from the left and right!

"Bang! Bang!"

Two dull, loud thuds! Wang Chong exerted force with both arms, slamming the two siblings' heads hard against the solid deck! Wood chips flew everywhere, and the twins instantly lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground.

But this brief delay was enough for his comrades to launch their attack. Chiron's arrow, locked onto the star, and Paris's divinely imbued arrow of light, had already pierced the air! The two terrifying attacks, one after the other, almost completely blocked Wang Chong's escape routes!

"The Tremor-Tremor Fruit—!!"

Faced with this double blow, Wang Chong, while maximizing his domineering aura, finally unleashed the power of the Devil Fruit!

Om-!

Centered on Wang Chong, an invisible, terrifying shockwave instantly spread out, causing the entire sea to surge violently as if boiling, with even giant waves rising into the sky.

The Agor was violently rocking, on the verge of breaking apart. Space itself seemed unable to withstand the force, emitting a distorting, teeth-grinding tremor. Are you in Meimei Kong or Lin Zai Zai...?

And those spiderweb-like white cracks appeared out of thin air in the air around Wang Chong!

"This...this monster...a demon! Is he...is he about to shatter the world?!"

Witnessing the shattering of space firsthand, Jason turned pale and trembled uncontrollably. The scene before him was like a harbinger of the apocalypse. The thought of helplessly awaiting the inevitable destruction nearly drove him to despair.

Chapter 509: His own life or his wife's?

"Drink!"

Wang Chong gathered a shockwave powerful enough to shatter space itself, and fiercely punched the two beams of light from the magical artifacts that were attacking him!

Click-clack!

A piercing sound, like a mirror shattering, echoed across the battlefield! Along the trajectory of Wang Chong's punch, space cracked inch by inch like fragile glass, revealing deep, dark void fissures like a spiderweb!

This destructive energy that tore through space instantly collided violently with Chiron's Seiya and Paris's Light Arrow!

Boom—!!

The deafening explosion engulfed everything; the shattered spatial rift, like a greedy maw, tore apart and devoured the two powerful magical attacks in an instant.

Even more terrifying, the shattered space did not stop spreading, but began to relentlessly erode the hull of the Agor.

Huge cracks spread across the hull, the keel groaned under the strain, and the entire ship looked as if it would break apart at any moment!

"Cough... Damn it! If... if this continues, my ship will be completely destroyed!" Jason was filled with shock and anger, and spat out another mouthful of blood, his breath becoming weak.

"Jason, let's see who can save you now!" Wang Chong's voice was like the pronouncement of death. Ignoring the violent shaking of the ship, he locked his eyes on his target and was about to leap towards Jason at the helm.

The last trace of color drained from Jason's face, and fear made him scream at the top of his lungs: "You...you...don't come any closer—!!"

Just as Wang Chong was about to charge forward, a slender yet resolute figure resolutely blocked his path. It was Medea, now devoid of all her magic.

"Foolish." Wang Chong stopped, his gaze sweeping contemptuously over her grip on her wand, her posture one of resistance. "Don't even mention that you're completely powerless now, making you a useless piece of trash. Even if you were in perfect condition, as a magician, you dare to dream of stopping me in close combat?!"

His words were cold and cruel.

“Even so…” Medea’s voice trembled slightly, but her grip on the staff was unusually firm, and she actually adopted a close-combat stance. “I will never let you harm Lord Jason. If you want to pass, you will have to… step over my dead body.”

"Yes...yes! That's it! My Medea! Even if it means death, I will stop him!!"

Seeing someone step forward, Jason grasped at the last straw and uttered words of unimaginable selfishness and cruelty in his ecstatic joy.

"Ha, so this is the person you'd risk your life to protect? How pathetic and laughable." Wang Chong's sarcasm pierced Medea's heart like a cold needle. Her brows furrowed, and an indescribable pain flashed in her eyes, but her will to protect remained undiminished.

"Everyone, heed my command!" Medea abruptly raised her wand, using the binding contract with her Servants, her voice carrying a resolute magical power, "Protect Lord Jason at all costs, and obey all of Lord Jason's orders!"

The coercive force of the contract took effect instantly. The Greek heroes, who had been maintaining tactical coordination under Chiron's command, were now completely disorganized, as if controlled by invisible threads, and could only obey and protect Jason.

Like a raging tide, they launched a suicidal charge against Wang Chong, disregarding everything else!

Even Hercules, who had just been severely injured by Wang Chong using him as a weapon and whose right arm was twisted and broken, roared and entered a berserk state again, charging forward with terrifying momentum! Even Chiron and Paris, who were attacking from a distance, had to abandon their advantage and choose to rush in close, trying to knock Wang Chong away with their bodies!

"That's utterly stupid..."

Looking at the chaotic and tactlessly disorganized siege, Wang Chong sneered inwardly. If Chiron could still command, he could stage a seemingly evenly matched retreat.

But this madwoman, for Jason's sake, had all her followers abandon their coordinated attacks and engage in close combat, thus completely exposing their weaknesses. If he wished, he could easily annihilate all these renowned Greek heroes on this very spot.

"If I really kill you all, how will Xiaolixiang overcome this singularity challenge... What a hassle. Fine, let's put on a few more rounds and end this farce completely... You've conveniently delivered yourself to my doorstep, saving me the trouble of capturing you." You have what I want to say, Lin Zaizai...

In a flash, Wang Chong had already decided on his strategy. His eyes suddenly sharpened, ignoring the attacks coming from all around, and his large hand shot out like lightning, aiming directly at the witch blocking his way!

"Uh!"

Medea didn't even have time to react before Wang Chong's steel-like hand gripped her slender neck. He effortlessly lifted her off the ground. Facing attacks coming from all directions, Wang Chong's free right hand clenched into a fist, and a blinding white, shimmering light once again gathered at his knuckles!

"boom--!"

With a backhand punch, he landed with perfect precision on Hercules' chest as he charged forward. The powerful force of the punch pierced through the strong body, shattering his heart!

"boom!"

The terrifying force sent Wang Chong, along with Medea whom he was holding, flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the mast at the stern of the ship!

Hercules' massive body crashed to the ground, the resurrection mechanism of the Twelve Trials took effect, and his first life came to an end.

"ariadne apolytoádis (So the spinning thread was directed to the extreme)!!"

Seeing Wang Chong being knocked away, Theseus, who had just barely blocked the attack from "The World," thought he had an opportunity. He endured the numbness and pain in his arms, and with a vengeful rage, he swung his iron bar and smashed it down on Wang Chong, who had not yet regained his footing, as if beating a drowning dog!

Although Wang Chong was knocked away, his reaction was still as fast as a ghost. He forcibly twisted his body, and his right leg, infused with the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, swung fiercely like a giant axe towards Theseus's iron club!

"boom--!!!"

The result was no surprise! Theseus' iron rod was knocked out of his hand, and the terrifying shockwave instantly spread throughout his body!

He coughed up blood, the sound of his bones shattering was clearly audible, and he was kicked away like a broken sack, completely losing consciousness. If Chiron hadn't caught him in time, he probably would have died on the spot.

However, Wang Chong repeatedly activated the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, causing devastating damage to the Agor.

The massive crack in the deck where the ship had been damaged resembled a gruesome wound, spreading wildly under the continuous tremors.

The legendary ship emitted a heartbreaking wail, its hull tilted violently, and its keel creaked as if it were about to break in two.

"Pfft—!" Jason spat out another mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, barely breathing.

In a panic, he summoned Asclepius, the god of medicine, who immediately performed a healing spell, barely managing to keep him alive.

"Jason, your ship is about to fall apart, yet you still can't do anything to me."

Wang Chong steadied himself at the stern, feigning weakness as he wiped his mouth. At the same time, his arms tightened around the struggling Medea, his voice echoing across the chaotic deck:

"More importantly, your wife is now in my hands! You and your remaining troops, you better behave yourselves! Dare to make any rash moves..."

Wang Chong tightened his grip on Medea's neck, causing her to let out a painful whimper. "I might not be able to save her life!"

Jason struggled to climb the broken railing and watched Medea, her face pale and writhing in agony, under Wang Chong's iron grip.

Years of marriage finally stirred a pang of reluctance in Jason's heart, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What...what do you want?!"

“It’s simple, Jason… I’ll give you a chance to be a hero and a good husband.” Wang Chong’s lips curled into a cruel and mocking smile as he spoke loudly:

"How about we play a hostage exchange? You trade your life for your wife Medea's. That's a fair deal, isn't it?"

"Wh...what?! Say it again?!" Jason could hardly believe his ears and exclaimed in shock.

"What's so surprising, Jason?"

Wang Chong narrowed his eyes, his words like the spitting of a venomous snake. Although he was speaking to Jason, his cold gaze fell on Medea's pale face in his arms.

"If you were a real man, a Captain Agor worthy of the name of a hero, a good husband who cares about his wife, this choice should be easy for you, right?"

Having said that, he lowered his head slightly, his damp, cool breath brushing against Medea's ear, and said in a very low voice that only the two of them could hear:

"The first 'experience'...is coming soon."

The devilish whisper sent a shiver down Medea's spine! She instantly understood what Wang Chong meant by "experience." Boundless fear and despair overwhelmed her.

"You...you really are a demon from hell!" Her voice was distorted by extreme fear.

"Hahaha! Well said! Haven't you always hoped I was a demon, a destroyer of the world? Well then, today I will grant your wish! Hahahaha!"

Wang Chong burst into laughter, his laughter filled with unrestrained arrogance. When it came to playing the villain, he was the best at it!

Chapter 510 Jason's Cruelty

Faced with Wang Chong's mocking laughter, Jason's face instantly darkened, as if it could drip water.

One was his own life and safety, the other was the life and death of his wife Medea—for Jason, the answer to this choice never wavered.

Because... from beginning to end, he regarded his own life as the most important thing.

Only by living can he take revenge on those who betrayed him; only by living can he hope to reclaim the throne that rightfully belongs to him.

This was a grand ambition he had held since childhood. To realize this dream, to save his life, he was willing to give up everything! Dignity, honor, even his beloved wife…

Ah...wife?

Jason's gaze fell coldly on Medea, who was being held hostage by Wang Chong. At that moment, she appeared so kind and pure, with unconditional trust in him, willing to give everything for him.

However, Jason could never erase that scene from the depths of his memory:

How she killed her own brother to help him escape capture.

And we can never forget how that woman, later known as the "Witch of Betrayal," cruelly murdered their child, his second wife, and ultimately took his life, utterly destroying everything he owned.

If it weren't for this woman... Jason gritted his teeth, his thoughts churning.

He could have obtained the Golden Fleece through other means! Then he could have easily established his own kingdom and spent the rest of his life in peace and glory with his beloved, noble wife and lovely children.

How did we end up in this twisted singularity world, begging for divine power like beggars, hoping to control this world and rebuild our kingdom!

It's all this woman's fault! It was her madness, her betrayal, that dragged him into this endless abyss!

Jason took a deep breath of the salty sea air, his chest heaving violently.

At this moment, the decision in his heart to abandon Medea seemed to be supported by some twisted legitimacy.

He could clearly see that Hercules's blow that had shaken the ship had obviously injured the arrogant man before him.