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

For a fleeting moment, all plans for exclusive pampering and affection no longer mattered. Just having her come once a week—no, even once a month—was enough for her.

Then comes conceiving your lover's child, spending ten months in the womb, giving birth, raising the child with your lover, and living a happy and peaceful life together.

In truth, Medea was always a very traditional woman at heart. All she wanted was enough love from her lover and a happy and fulfilling family life.

However, because her love is too heavy and obsessive, once the person she loves can't bear it and even takes the initiative to run away from her, then both of them will fall into a vortex of tragedy, and Medea will be forced to become the witch who betrays her.

Medea never imagined that the man she fell in love with this time would have a far heavier burden of desire and domineering, heavy love than she herself.

Perhaps this is a case of one thing subduing another.

"Your Highness, Goddess Hecate, please grant my wish..."

At that moment, Medea, despite her aching body, sat up and began chanting an ancient magic spell.

A faint light shone from her fingertips as she began to inscribe intricate magic incantations on her lower abdomen, with her teacher, the goddess of magic Hecate, as her witness.

Medea was trying her best to adjust her physical condition, using magic to nurture the cradle in her womb and make herself "pregnant".

She wanted all these seeds in her heart to eventually blossom and bear fruit, forging the strongest and most unbreakable bond between her and Wang Chong.

……

Three days later, on a remote island in the archipelago region.

The sea breeze carried a nauseating stench, and the beach was teeming with hideous sea creatures.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

With a sharp whooshing sound, countless purplish-black arrows rained down like a storm, accurately and ruthlessly pinning the sea monsters that had just climbed ashore to the reefs and beaches.

A white-haired, cat-eared girl wields a delicate crossbow, her figure moving like a ghost across the battlefield. Each pause, each pull of the trigger, takes the life of a sea monster.

The fluffy cat ears on her head twitched keenly with her movements, catching even the slightest sounds around her.

"There are so many, it's like we can't kill them all."

The cat-eared girl clicked her tongue, a hint of impatience flashing in her emerald green eyes. She abruptly stopped, turned, and faced the depths of the sky, unleashing her Noble Phantasm without hesitation:

“phoibos catastrophe (lawsuit arrow)!!”

The moment the true name of the Noble Phantasm was revealed, the girl's identity became clear—she was Atalanta, who had accepted Wang Chong's orders to protect King David.

The arrow that shot into the sky instantly transformed into a dazzling light screen. Then, thousands upon thousands of brilliant light arrows were projected from the light screen, sweeping across the land like divine punishment.

Wherever the light passed, the sea creatures vanished without a trace before they could even scream.

Only after the last sea monster turned to ashes did Atalanta finally breathe a sigh of relief, finally able to escape the entanglement of these annoying creatures and erase the tracking traces she had left behind.

She then used her incredible speed to quickly escape from the coast, following the specially marked stones that King David had thrown along the way, and caught up with him as swiftly as an arrow.

Finally, on a hilltop with a wide view, Atalanta saw the green-haired man, David, who was crouching down, looking down at the commotion below with a solemn expression.

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Atalanta." Hearing the slight whooshing sound behind him, David stood up and greeted her gently.

"David, how is the situation? Which way should we go next?" Atalanta put away her crossbow and asked softly.

“Let’s continue northwest…” David’s brow furrowed with barely concealed worry. He sighed and said, “However, based on my calculations, we’re quite close to the end of the archipelago. At most, we’ll only have one or two islands left to use for maneuvering. I’m afraid we won’t last until tomorrow.”

He paused, his tone becoming heavier: "If the reinforcements you mentioned can't arrive in this remaining time, tonight we'll either become food for those sea monsters or be caught up by those guys from the Agor."

"The Master and the others are already on their way. According to the last contact, they are less than a day away."

Atalanta's eyes were firm, and her tone was full of trust in Wang Chong: "A night has passed since that last contact, so as long as we hold out until the afternoon, we'll be fine."

"This afternoon? In that case, let's grit our teeth and hang in there a little longer." Hearing this definite answer, David visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to Atalanta and pointed to a dense forest to the northwest: "Please continue clearing the way, Miss Atalanta."

Atalanta nodded, immediately took down the bowstring, and in a flash, rushed off in that direction at top speed.

David then took a specially made stone from his pocket, solemnly placed it on the Ark of the Covenant, and chanted incantations, performing a magic trick to imbue it with his aura.

Then, he picked up the stone and threw it forcefully into the depths of the cave behind him. Having completed this disguise, David controlled the Ark of the Covenant to float beside him, and quietly descended the mountain in the direction Atalanta had left.

……

About three hours later, the sun was high in the sky, and its scorching rays shone on the island. Several figures finally arrived late and climbed the hilltop.

"Is it just another broken rock? Will any of you go in and take a look?"

The one who spoke first was Theseus, a member of the Agor. He pointed to the dark cave and then turned to look at his companions.

"I'll go. I'm fast enough to finish this quickly." Castor didn't hesitate and transformed into a blur as he rushed into the cave.

The people outside waited for a long time. When Castor came out alone, looking disheveled and cursing, they knew that it was just another piece of junk inside, used to fool people.

"I say, isn't there any magic that can reliably pinpoint the location of the Ark of the Covenant? How many times have we been fooled by this fake rock along the way!" Katniss had clearly lost her patience and began to grumble in frustration.

"There's nothing we can do. The magic that allows us to track the Ark of the Covenant is unique to Medea. If she hadn't made a copy for our teacher beforehand, we'd still be wandering around the sea like headless flies."

Theseus calmly shook his head and said this.

Chapter 710 The Chase

"However, based on the nautical charts we've collected, there aren't many islands left in this archipelago; only two islands remain for them to hide on. Once we search these last two islands, we're sure we'll be able to find their location."

Theseus then analyzed the situation, thus reassuring everyone.

"I hope so... Let's go, let's hurry back to the Agor. I don't know why, but there are more and more sea monsters around here. Where did they come from?" Katniss complained as she impatiently walked down the mountain.

When Theseus and the others returned to the vicinity of the Agor, the scene before them took them slightly by surprise.

The surrounding area was littered with the mangled corpses of sea monsters, and the shallows were stained red with blood. Not far away, there were also many pirate ships billowing flames and black smoke, clearly having just experienced a one-sided massacre.

"Ah, welcome back. Now I can finally leave this place and stop fighting with those small fry."

At that moment, aboard the Agor, Hector discovered the return of Theseus and the others. He leaped directly off the ship, landing gracefully before them.

"What happened?" Theseus looked around in confusion.

"As you can see. The sea monsters, and those reckless pirates who chased after us... well, Paris, the teacher, and Hercules all took care of them in a piece of cake."

Hector gave a helpless look, shrugged, and said:

"Although these small fry don't pose much of a threat to us, there are just too many of them, and dealing with them is a very troublesome thing."

After saying that, Hector glanced at everyone's expressions and chuckled, "Looks like you've failed again?"

“Only two islands remain; they can’t escape,” Theseus said in a deep voice, his eyes filled with certainty.

"Alright... let's hurry up and get on, lest that old man gets impatient again." Hector turned around and began to board the ship, and the others followed suit.

The Agor then sped off to the next island for a thorough search. However, they still couldn't find David or the Ark of the Covenant, wasting another two hours.

However, they had already locked onto the last island. Everyone could clearly sense that they were not far from their ultimate goal.

"Everyone except Hercules, get to the island! Bring that runaway king back to me! I'll teach him a lesson for toying with Jason for three days!"

Jason stared menacingly at the lush, overgrown island, gritting his teeth as he gave the order.

"Hmm?" Just as Jason gave the order, Chiron seemed to sense some deadly danger. He hesitated for a moment, not immediately taking his bow from his body.

But one person reacted even faster than Chiron!

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, in his berserk state, Hercules appeared like a mountain blocking Jason's path, letting out a deafening roar. He gripped his massive axe tightly and brought it down with a devastating blow!

"boom!"

A purplish-black arrow of light was forcefully cleaved in mid-air by the giant axe, the explosive magic transforming into a violent shockwave that swept outwards. Hercules was also forced back a step by the immense recoil.

He shook his thick arms, and even though his rationality had long been replaced by berserk behavior, he still instinctively assumed a defensive stance, ready for battle.

This was because it was the first time he had been knocked back while blocking a ranged attack. One can imagine how terrifying the power of that arrow must have been.

Even Chiron looked grave and shouted a warning: "Someone has locked onto us! We are under attack by unknown archers!"

Upon hearing Chiron's warning, everyone present immediately reacted, drawing their weapons and searching for the archer hiding in the shadows.

Jason, who had been so arrogant just moments before, was now scrambling to hide at the entrance to the cabin, terrified that he would become the next target of an arrow.

"call out!"

At that moment, a second purplish-black arrow of light struck. This time, everyone could clearly see the precise location from which the arrow had come.

Hercules once again swung his axe, cleaving the arrow in two. This time, prepared, he stood firm, unshaken. The other heroes of the Agor immediately leaped from the ship and raced after the arrows.

However, when Castor, the fastest of the group, arrived at his destination, he saw no one except for some deep footprints.

"Did they escape?" The others arrived one by one, and looking at the few footprints on the ground, they had no idea where the other party had run off to.

"Don't stop here! Follow the footprints! She's already created distance; the next arrow will likely be a wide-range attack on our location!"

Chiron instantly deduced the other party's identity from the depth of the footprints and the magical characteristics of the previous light arrow, and immediately shouted to stop everyone's blind search.

Chiron had barely finished speaking when a huge screen of light appeared in the sky, and a deadly aura, firmly locked in, emerged in the hearts of everyone present.

Immediately, a group of people either desperately defended themselves with their magical artifacts or ran forward at top speed to escape the range of the light arrows.

Chiron retaliated in kind, firing an arrow into the air to intercept it, before quickly running away to dodge the rain of light arrows.

……

On the other side, after using her Noble Phantasm to cleanse the area, Atalanta did not hesitate and immediately activated her skill [Bypassing Arcadia A].

With a sudden burst of strength from her legs, she was launched like a cannonball, instantly traversing a long distance and silently reaching another concealed location.

In terms of pure running speed, only Achilles can rival her. And this is only Atalanta in her normal summoned state.

Moreover, she has always been favored by Wang Chong, and her mana has been replenished countless times. In addition, with the passive aura effects of Wang Chong that greatly amplify the heroic spirits, Atalanta's current stats are practically no different from those of a singularity boss blessed by the Holy Grail.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Atalanta keenly noticed that, halfway through the distance she had traversed, a large number of counter-attack arrows suddenly rained down from the sky.

Atalanta frowned slightly, naturally recognizing that the arrows were shot by her teacher, Chiron.

Although it didn't hit me, it was entirely because my stats far surpassed those of my past self, and I managed to dodge it thanks to my speed and reflexes.

If it were a normally summoned version of itself, it would probably be met with Chiron's precise counterattack the moment it landed.

"As expected of a teacher, you were able to pinpoint my location and launch a counterattack in such a short time." Atalanta's lips curled into a confident smile, her eyes gleaming. "However... I won't be intimidated."

She nocked her bow again, a fierce fighting spirit flashing in her emerald green eyes, and said coldly:

"The forest is my home turf... and I'm not what I used to be. I'd dare to fight even Hercules!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the white-haired, cat-eared girl drew her bowstring taut once more, and with a soft twang of the taut bowstring, the deadly arrows were once again aimed at her former comrades from the Agor.

……

"Boom boom boom—!!"

A series of deafening roars erupted, and dazzling magical arrows rained down on a large area ahead, instantly shredding towering ancient trees into a shower of wood chips, the smell of burning wood quickly filling the air.

However, under Chiron's precise command, the heroes of the Agor narrowly escaped the fatal shot at the last second. Unfortunately, everyone sustained some injuries.

Emerald green healing light flowed through the hands of Asclepius, the god of medicine, rapidly repairing the wounds on everyone's bodies.

However, although the physical pain subsided, the restlessness and depression in everyone's hearts intensified.

“This can’t go on…” Theseus wiped the dirt off his face, his brow furrowed, and broke the silence in a deep voice, “If we stay together like this, we’ll always be within her range. She can use the terrain to keep pulling us along and wear us down.”

“She’s a hunter raised in the forest, and she’s best at this kind of environment… We can’t let her take advantage of her skills so easily.”

Chapter 711 The Strange Ocean Goddess

Now, thanks to Chiron's reminder, everyone knows that their enemy is none other than their former companion, Atalanta, the famous huntress from Greek mythology.

Although it was unclear why the other party had appeared by King David's side, or even why their positions had been reversed, everyone was well aware of Atalanta's abilities.

Continuing to passively drag things out like this will only lead to us falling completely into the opponent's familiar fighting rhythm.

“Let’s spread out…” Hector gripped his spear tightly, his sharp gaze sweeping across the dark forest around him, and suggested directly, “This forest is only so big. Once the targets are spread out, her firepower will not be able to be concentrated, and then she will have no time to deal with it.”

"Be careful, that's not the Atalanta we used to know..."

Chiron drew his longbow to its fullest extent and fired an enchanted arrow precisely at the location where Atalanta might be hiding, thus suppressing the enemy's offensive and buying everyone a precious respite.

Chiron warned earnestly, "Her strength is much greater than before. Before you can completely encircle her, don't be too reckless and risk being picked off one by one by the enemy using the terrain."

Everyone responded immediately, and then they all dispersed, transforming into several streams of light that advanced in a fan shape towards Atalanta.

Everyone here is a top-notch warrior who has been through countless battles. It is not difficult for them to determine the location based on the trajectory of the enemy's arrows and the residual magic.

The only difficulty is that the dense forest environment is too complex, which seriously affects mobility. It will not be easy to capture Atalanta, who is like a ghost and whose main territory is the dense forest.