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

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"I see. So you are all that man's Servants. That was quite a surprise."

After listening to everyone's explanations, Artemis nodded slightly, a look of understanding flashing in her clear eyes, and slowly spoke.

"What, Goddess Artemis? Judging from your words, do you perhaps know that man?"

Circe, with her keen senses, immediately caught the meaningful undertone in the goddess's voice and couldn't help but lean forward to ask her more questions.

"Well... I do know him, but most of it is just hearsay."

Artemis nodded, raised her pale finger and gently tapped her temple, explaining:

"As you should know, the situation of gods and ordinary heroic spirits is quite different in Valhalla. In addition, I voluntarily descended to this singularity world, so I still retain a clear memory of many of the information circulating in Valhalla."

She paused, seemingly choosing her words carefully, before continuing:

"That man is probably no secret in the divine realm by now... After all, he was able to reach a level of power comparable to that of a god through his own cultivation in a post-divine era where the divine age had ended."

"What's even more remarkable is that he once defeated a legitimate god who held the divine authority of war. It's hard not to attract attention with such a record."

"Did they...defeat the gods who wield war as their divine authority?"

Circe's eyes widened, an expression of disbelief appearing on his face:

"Although I had learned from Medea that the man had easily defeated a demigod hero like Hercules... I never expected that he could even defeat a true god..."

Her words faltered slightly in shock, and she swallowed instinctively. In contrast, Elizabeth and Aika Sajou, the two Servants who had witnessed Wang Chong's feat of slaying a god, appeared much calmer.

If they weren't currently playing the role of newcomers to the team, they probably would have already chimed in, even embellishing the praises of their unfathomable Master.

"Hey, hey..." Orion, who had been listening quietly, couldn't help but interject, a human-like worry appearing on his furry bear face. "That's equivalent to killing a god! If that's the case, why did you risk coming down here to stir up this mess?"

"Hehe, is my darling concerned about me? I'm so happy~"

Upon hearing this, Artemis's worried expression instantly vanished with a bright smile. She affectionately pinched Orion's bear-like cheek, ignoring his pained protests, and said in a lighthearted tone:

“That’s precisely why it’s so dangerous, and that’s why I need to come down and protect you. Well, thankfully, from our current perspective, we not only have no conflict with that man, but we’re actually on the same side.”

She changed the subject, her eyes revealing a pure curiosity: "However, the main reason I'm particularly interested in him is that my Ata has completely fallen for this man..."

"Hmm~ This is the first time I've seen her show such genuine and intense emotions. This time, I came on a whim, not only because I was worried about my dear, but also to see how my Ata is doing here~"

“Atalanta?” Medea murmured unconsciously upon hearing the name. She quickly realized that the “Atalanta” the goddess spoke of referred to Atalanta, a fellow hero of the Agor.

The moment this thought arose, it was like a pebble thrown into calm water, instantly creating ripples in her heart.

She clearly remembered that when she was summoned, the little goddess Euryale and Atalanta appeared in the world right after Wang Chong.

At that time, Wang Chong was in crisis, so he used his methods to send Euryale and Atalanta away.

However, once Wang Chong had escaped the initial crisis and taken control of the situation, he seemed to have completely forgotten to look for the whereabouts of the two followers.

On the contrary, the other party led themselves and their newly joined partners on a journey that took them all over the place.

What puzzled her even more was that now that Blackbeard had been killed and Hector had been defeated, Wang Chong did not choose to stay in the Sea of ​​Tide to continue operating or searching for his companions. Instead, he ordered the fleet to return immediately without hesitation.

This left her completely baffled as to what Wang Chong was really planning.

"Medea...Medea? What are you thinking about?" Just then, Circe's slightly urging voice clearly entered Medea's ears, interrupting her chaotic thoughts.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Medea suddenly snapped out of her daze, looked at Circe with a blank expression, and asked.

"What's wrong? Of course, I'm asking you about information regarding the Agor and Hector."

Circe crossed her arms, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Medea with a scrutinizing gaze:

"You can't possibly tell us that you and your old friend spent so much time catching up on the platform, only to end up not getting any useful information out of the way, can you?"

"Why are you asking these questions?" Medea's brows furrowed unconsciously, her tone carrying a hint of defensiveness.

"Asking these questions is naturally to prepare for future plans."

"Asking these questions is naturally to prepare for future plans."

Circe leaned forward, a hint of mockery in his voice:

"It's obvious to everyone that our Master has grand ambitions; he probably intends to eradicate all the pirate forces in this singularity. As Servants, we naturally have to consider his best interests."

Chapter 570 Analysis of Artemis

After saying this, Circe, seeing Medea's hesitant expression, couldn't help but ask further:

"What? Could it be that you're still reluctant to part with those people?... Or perhaps you're still hoping to rely on your subordinates to continue your insane plan to destroy the world? That's probably no longer going to work."

As soon as Circe finished speaking, Artemis's relaxed expression instantly turned serious.

Her eyes, as clear and cold as moonlight, sharply turned to Medea, their scrutiny and wariness undisguised.

Clearly, Artemis was not unaware of the enormous crisis lurking behind this singularity, nor had she ever truly let down her guard against Medea and her plans.

"..." Medea clearly felt the almost tangible pressure from the moon goddess and remained silent for a moment.

She knew that under such pressure, remaining completely silent would only deepen suspicion. After much deliberation, Medea chose to reveal only part of the information, truthfully recounting the rumors about sacrificing the goddess to obtain the sea god's favor and thus become the strongest person in the sea, while temporarily concealing her deeper schemes.

"Can offering sacrifices to the sea god grant him his favor and make him the strongest person in the entire sea?"

Artemis, upon hearing this, wore an extremely strange expression, as if she had heard some absurd joke: "If Uncle Poseidon dares to accept me as a sacrifice, I'll pluck out all his beard."

After saying this, Artemis shook her head firmly and added:

"Even if we take a step back and assume that this is indeed the kind of absurd thing that Uncle Poseidon would do on a whim in the past, he would only choose pure virgins or weak demigods as sacrifices."

"How could he possibly have the guts or the need to take in a goddess who truly possesses divinity and belongs to a certain pantheon as a sacrifice? This completely violates the fundamental laws of the divine realm. One wrong move and it could lead to a war of the gods."

“But this news sounds fake. How do you explain the power that Blackbeard Teach unleashed? It’s definitely not the kind of power we know.” Elizabeth’s eyes darted around before she pretended to ask her own question.

After all, Elizabeth and Saya Aika had both learned the truth about Blackbeard's power from Wang Chong. Naturally, they wouldn't let the group in front of them realize this, so they deliberately changed the subject.

"That's the weirdest part. Who knows where his power comes from?"

Artemis frowned slightly and continued, "I can clearly sense that the so-called Eye of the Tides does not contain any trace of the original aura of Poseidon, the god of the sea. The power fluctuations that permeate there are mixed and unfamiliar."

"So who exactly spread this news? And where did it originate?" Circe habitually turned her gaze to Medea again. "Could it be one of your men again? After all, the methods do sound a bit similar, both revolving around goddesses and sacrifices..."

"Unlikely."

This time, Artemis took the initiative to refute this conjecture on behalf of Medea:

"Because they already have another set of sacrificial methods. Even if they want to lure outsiders to help them find offerings, there is absolutely no need to fabricate another completely different set of sacrificial rules. This would only distract them and confuse them."

"Moreover, Hector has neither the ability nor the need to deceive Medea in this matter."

Upon hearing this deduction, everyone on deck fell silent for a moment. The clues seemed to have ended there; several possibilities contradicted each other, yet none could fully explain the mystery before them.

The sea breeze ruffled the sails, creating a soft thumping sound that only served to accentuate the stagnation of thought.

"Forget it, we still have too little information. It's like groping in the fog. Think about it, our current area of ​​operation is limited to only two regions: the northwest and due north of this sea area."

Circe broke the silence first, shaking his head somewhat helplessly, and added:

"You should know that we have never set foot in or explored the other seas. We know nothing about the conditions in the other seas or the Servants that may appear there. It is indeed difficult to draw any valuable conclusions by talking about these fragmented pieces of information now."

"Hmph, you're right. Instead of speculating and discussing these pointless things here, I'd rather go directly to the Master and ask him what his plans are for the future."

Sajo Aika had long been impatient with what she was hearing, and finally stood up, her tone laced with laziness and disdain.

"Anyway—" she drawled, her gaze sweeping over everyone, "while you're all arguing here, ultimately only the Master can make the final decision on what to do next..."

"I have a feeling that this girl is a bit strange... Is she really a Servant?" Not long after Ayaka Sajou's figure disappeared at the hatch, Artemis asked a surprising question with a hint of confusion.

Her gaze remained thoughtful as she looked in the direction Aigo had left.

"Hmm? Why do you ask that?" Elizabeth's heart skipped a beat, as if some secret had been exposed, and she blurted out the question instinctively.

Fortunately, Elizabeth quickly composed herself, concealing her momentary unease. Otherwise, others would surely have noticed something.

"Well... how should I put it?"

Artemis tilted her head slightly, as if trying to grasp some indescribable feeling, a hint of distress appearing on her face.

"That child's aura is strange... It doesn't resemble the pure, unadulterated energy of a Servant summoned through a conventional Spirit Origin Summoning ritual. It's too... completely integrated? Or rather, it lacks a certain feeling of being bound by a contract, similar to what we feel?"

Artemis carefully considered her words, and finally shook her head as if giving up, her silver hair swaying gently.

"Well, it's not a good thing to pry into other people's privacy too much. But looking at it this way, your group is really strange..."

Artemis paused, his gaze sweeping over Circe and Medea on the deck, finally settling on the entrance to the cabin, his tone tinged with curiosity and a hint of teasing:

"Especially your Master, who just won the battle against Blackbeard Teach, but then quietly went back to rest. I haven't even seen that Master since the battle ended."

"Just a Master, what's there to see?" Orion, leaning against Artemis, yawned lazily and couldn't help but complain. "Anyway, they probably look pretty much like other men, just with slight differences in height and weight..."

"Oh my, oh my?" Artemis's attention was immediately drawn back. She looked down at the teddy bear next to her, and a bright and slightly sly smile instantly bloomed on her face. Her fingers skillfully pinched the teddy bear's soft cheeks.

"Is my dear jealous? Do you think I care too much about that Master?" Artemis asked with a smile.

"No way! You strong woman, stop pinching my face! It hurts—ah!!" Orion's protest immediately turned into a scream.

Clearly, his thoughtless remark about Artemis as a "superwoman" hit Artemis right where it hurts.

The moon goddess's smile remained sweet, but she was putting real effort into her hands, almost stretching Orion's tiny doll body into a pitiful noodle.

"Ouch! Ouch! I was wrong! Goddess, have mercy!" Orion's pleas for mercy echoed on the deck.

Medea, who stood quietly to the side, watched the lively yet somewhat childish scene of playful fighting with her eyes, and a ripple of emotion stirred in her heart, turning into a barely audible sigh.

Such a pure, passionate, and slightly noisy intimate relationship... truly stirred a sense of envy in Medea's heart.

Why is it that the person she is so devoted to always has a mind as deep and complex as the ocean, making it impossible for her to ever reach him?

Why can't I simply have a love?

……

As evening fell, in the cabin belonging to Ayaka Sajo, Wang Chong, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. In an instant, an invisible yet powerful aura quietly spread out from him, causing the air in the room to freeze.

Immediately afterwards, an unusual phenomenon occurred! A deep, pitch-black color suddenly appeared in Wang Chong's dantian area.

The darkness was not still and silent; on the contrary, it contained a terrifying suction force, frantically devouring the surrounding light and even distorting the nearby space, forming a "gravitation disk" that could be seen by the naked eye and rotated at high speed!

Chapter 572 The Evolution of the Dark-Dark Fruit

The bedding on the bed and the wooden blocks around it, torn apart by the suction force, were instantly captured by this terrifying gravity and were about to be sucked into the dark center and completely annihilated.

"Certainly!"

Just as the matter was about to be swallowed up, Wang Chong clearly uttered a single word. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an indescribable power of rules.

The moment the words fell, the raging black energy seemed to be paused, abruptly stopping!

Even more astonishingly, everything was like a video played in reverse. The fragments of matter that had just been pulled by gravity and were about to disappear flew back intact, returning precisely to their original positions, as if time had reversed and everything had returned to its original state.

"It was supposed to be an improvement in the field of gravity, but it unexpectedly touched on the ability of the time field? Interesting."

Wang Chong stared at the calm yet still profound black energy within his abdomen, a glint of understanding and wonder flashing in his eyes. He possessed the ability to stop time and was exceptionally sensitive to fluctuations in the laws of time.

Wang Chong raised his hands, palms facing each other, and the dark gravitational energy flowed and jumped nimbly between his ten fingers like a docile pet.

He carefully sensed the subtle effects of the energy flow on the surrounding spacetime, and a satisfied smile curved his lips:

"With the ultimate application of gravity, it is possible to produce local time acceleration, deceleration, and even brief rewind... Although the current limit of rewind is only 3 seconds, it is already a precious breakthrough for combat."

"Congratulations to the host!"

The system's voice rang in Wang Chong's mind at the right moment, carrying its usual congratulatory tone:

"Your Dark-Dark Fruit has successfully evolved after absorbing the same source! Its gravitational abilities have achieved a further breakthrough! Furthermore, your understanding and control over the gravitational properties of the Dark-Dark Fruit have also made significant progress~"

"With your current level of gravity manipulation, you are capable of attempting to explore and locate the unique [gravity point] of the Type-Moon world. Successfully completing this task will undoubtedly give your gravity abilities another leap forward."

"The gravitational pull of this world?" Upon hearing this, Wang Chong's mind stirred slightly, and he indeed sensed that the gravitational trajectory of the surrounding space had become clearer than ever before.

Given enough time to adapt and explore, finding the so-called gravitational point doesn't seem difficult.

"Finding a point of gravity isn't that difficult, it's just..."

Wang Chong changed the subject, his tone calm:

"Don't forget, I haven't completed either of the prerequisite quests, [36 Sinful Souls] and [The Courage to Abandon a Substitute]. Besides, most of my energy is currently being spent on converting that troublesome Holy Spring's sacred energy. I'll probably have to postpone finding the gravity point until the next singularity."

He seemed quite at ease with this arrangement. Immediately, Wang Chong had a thought and took out an object from his body—a golden block that exuded a gentle yet powerful magic, containing a vast amount of magic.

"The Holy Grail..."

Wang Chong held it in his palm and played with it, a knowing glint in his eyes:

"When he was devouring Blackbeard Teach, I vaguely sensed the unusual surge of magical power within him, which was almost unlike what an ordinary Servant could possess. I forgot that he was also the holder of the Holy Grail, so it's no wonder that he could command so many Servants at the same time."