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

"Rather than me anticipating this moment... shouldn't the one who's truly waiting be you, Medea...?"

Wang Chong smiled and reached out to gently stroke Medea's cheek, his eyes seeming to pierce through her soul:

"I am the only one who truly understands your true nature... Behind your seemingly obedient and innocent personality, how obsessive and crazy you are... I am just letting you show your most authentic self."

"And the real meaning of me doing those things in front of you is, at most... just accelerating this process. After all, you know my personality and the women I have... If you really stay by my side, isn't it only a matter of time before this side of you comes out?"

After listening, Medea lowered her head, chuckled softly, and said:

"Yes...that's right. This is the real me. Indeed, you're the one who understands me best...and only you deserve the love of a witch like me..."

Without further hesitation, Medea turned and walked toward Jason.

When Jason saw the dagger in Medea's hand, he instantly understood the horror, and he pleaded:

"No...no, Medea...I really know I was wrong, please...no!"

Chapter 717 The Nine Pillars Appear

“Jason…you don’t know you’re wrong, you just know you’re going to die.”

Medea's voice was as soft as a lover's murmur, yet it carried an icy chill.

She slowly leaned down, looking down at Jason, who lay limp on the ground, a cruel smile curving her lips, and whispered:

"And there's something else I've been lying to you about. There was no such thing as a king's sacrifice... The Ark of the Covenant only kills those who touch it. You know very well how Hercules died."

As Jason's pupils gradually dilated, Medea's mockery intensified:

"The reason I made you sacrifice the goddess... is because the blasphemy caused by the goddess is enough to unleash destructive power, thereby destroying this entire world. So it was all a lie from the beginning, Jason. From the very beginning, I only wanted you and me to walk into eternal destruction together."

She paused, a hint of undisguised disgust flashing in her eyes: "But now you... are no longer worthy."

"Pfft—!"

The dull thud of a blade piercing flesh echoed all around. Jason's pupils contracted sharply, an indescribable, immense pain instantly overwhelming all his senses.

In a daze, he felt as if he had returned to that desperate night he least wanted to go back to.

He saw his child die in a pool of blood, saw his newly beloved lover die tragically before his eyes, and saw how he was ruthlessly pushed off the throne amidst the betrayal and abandonment of everyone...

As he re-examined these heart-wrenching emotions, Medea's cruel words echoed in his ears like venomous snakes.

He never imagined that the vision he had been pursuing so desperately and was willing to pay any price to achieve was actually a complete scam from beginning to end!

And he himself almost became the sinner who destroyed the world.

"Medea—!! You madwoman!!" Jason's eyes widened in fury, a hoarse roar erupting from his throat, "I curse you!! I curse that your desires will never come true! I curse that you will never attain the happiness you crave! Ugh—!!!"

The intense pain seemed to tear Jason's soul apart; he felt his body completely collapsing from the inside out.

No, it's really completely cracked!

After Jason's body was pierced by Medea's [All-Powerful Tokens of Breaking the Rules], no blood flowed out; instead, an extremely strange change occurred.

A vast and turbid magical energy surged into his body like a flood bursting its banks, and his heroic spirit body began to expand and grow rapidly at a visible speed.

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding sound of bones cracking, a dark and writhing, eerie demonic body emerged like a monster breaking free from its cocoon, its surface covered in slime and irregular textures.

Immediately afterwards, sticky "splatter" sounds rang out one after another, and scarlet eyeballs cracked open on the demon's body, rotating erratically and radiating pure malice.

This body is none other than the thirtieth pillar, [Demon God - Buddha Niu Si]

"Observatory, activated. Return to tranquility, I will erase all traces."

The Demon Pillar's grand and terrifying demonic voice resounded like thunder, shaking the air and making everyone present clearly hear this proclamation from the abyss.

Medea was completely unaware of this, or rather, the horrifying scene before her was not unexpected at all.

A Holy Grail, radiating an ominous aura, now appeared in her hand. As she chanted softly, the Grail began to emit a viscous, eerie black light.

Then, several beams of black light, like venomous snakes, suddenly shot out from the cup and rushed rapidly toward the beach.

The targets of those black lights were none other than the heroes of the Agor, who had just surrendered after being released from their contract by Circe.

Chiron, Theseus, Hector, Paris, the Gemini siblings, Caenis, the Healer… these eight heroes of the Agor were all lying prostrate on the beach, their faces contorted in extreme pain.

Their bodies, like Jason's, emitted a horrifying sound of flesh tearing as they began to swell and twist violently.

"What...what's going on? Be careful, senior!"

Upon seeing this, Mashu's expression changed drastically. She immediately raised her shield and stood guard in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka, as if facing a formidable enemy.

What Mashu didn't see was that although Ritsuka also adopted a defensive stance, her eyes didn't show the same surprise as Mashu's. Instead, they revealed a calmness that she had expected it all along.

"!!! This is—an anti-heroic descent magic spell that locks onto the target! Medea, what are you doing! And when was this magic circle inscribed?! Why didn't I notice it at all?!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Circe's exquisite face was filled with shock and lingering fear. For a moment, she couldn't fathom how Medea had concealed such a massive spell.

Moreover, he himself was forcibly summoned by the bond of the Agor, but he managed to escape by breaking the contract magic in advance.

Moreover, he himself was forcibly summoned by the bond of the Agor, but he managed to escape by breaking the contract magic in advance.

If I hadn't cracked the code and extricated myself in time, would I be facing the same drastic change as these people? Would I have been directly possessed by an unknown demon and turned into a mindless monster?

"Ritsuka...Ritsuka...Kaka...What's going on over there? Why...why are there so many...Kaka...Demon God-level reactions?!"

At the same time, Dr. Roman's holographic projection began to distort and flicker, and the communication was severely interfered with, emitting a chaotic and ear-piercing electrical sound.

"Damn it... How could there be such a strong signal interruption... Click... Something is interfering with that era... Click..."

Dr. Roman was filled with anxiety, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He and Weber worked together, their hands flying, to urgently analyze and decipher the unknown barrier that enveloped the entire area.

Meanwhile, David stared blankly at the nine towering demonic pillars that rose from the ground.

Because he clearly heard the true names proclaimed by those demonic pillars.

“Did I hear that right?... The 30th column [Fronius], the 24th column [Naberius], the 64th column [Floros], the 8th column [Barbatos], the 38th column [Harpas], the 7th column [Amon], the 43rd column [Spernak], the 72nd column [Andumarios]... and the 1st column [Baal]!”

David repeated the true names sworn by the demon pillars, his face filled with disbelief, and he murmured softly:

"No way... How did Solomon, his demon god, become like this?"

As King Solomon's father, David knew better than anyone what these demons were originally like.

Seeing his son's inheritance twisted into this disgusting and terrifying monster is a huge psychological shock to this old father.

The terrifying aura emanating from the Demon God Pillar made everyone present feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy. The entire world began to darken, as if even the sunlight was being swallowed up by this evil power.

The wind howled, and the ocean began to tremble violently, whipping up waves tens of meters high.

A large number of deep-sea monsters were obviously attracted by this aura and began to gather in this area as if to join in the fun. Many dark shadows could be faintly seen rolling on the seabed.

On the deck of the Agor, Wang Chong remained completely unmoved by the incident, simply standing by with his arms crossed and a detached, indifferent expression as he watched the whole thing unfold.

"You don't seem surprised..."

Medea turned around, looked at Wang Chong, and said directly:

"Although I discovered that you sent my aunt to tamper with the contracts on those people, I had already laid my own plan long ago, before you even came into this world..."

"Therefore, even if my aunt removes the contracts from them, it won't affect me much, because what I originally relied on wasn't these self-proclaimed heroes..."

As she spoke, Medea sighed, her tone tinged with regret and madness:

"I originally prepared host bodies for all 72 Demon God Pillars, but you took care of most of them right away... In the end, I had no choice but to summon these 9 most representative pillars."

"Even just nine Demon God Pillars are enough to help me fulfill my long-cherished wish..."

With a light tap of her wand, Medea unleashed a massive and intricate dark red magic circle that blazed brightly on the deck of the Agor.

And the magic circle continued to expand until it encompassed all eight other demon pillars before it stopped growing.

Chapter 718 Achilles' Rebellion

The moment the magic circle was formed, the terrifying pressure emanating from the Demon God Pillar began to increase exponentially. The air seemed to turn into a viscous swamp, making it incredibly difficult for the Heroic Spirits to even move.

Faced with this overwhelming pressure, Wang Chong remained unmoved, still maintaining his calm and composed demeanor.

"The reason I'm not surprised is because everything is still under my control..." Wang Chong said calmly, his voice not loud, but clearly piercing through the howling wind, "Medea, you don't naively think that these nine pieces of trash can stop me, do you?"

How dare you—

"Humph……"

Enraged by Wang Chong's contempt, Demon God Pillar Buddha Niu Si Gang was about to rebuke him, but Wang Chong merely raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him.

With just that one glance, Funuosi sensed an incredibly terrifying aura of a superior being. It was as if he had encountered his natural enemy; pure fear and dread were etched into the very bones of the demon god.

Its grand pronouncements were abruptly cut short, its massive demonic body trembled uncontrollably, and then fell into a deathly silence.

Seeing this, Medea said nothing, but continued, "I originally... didn't think that the nine Demon God Pillars would necessarily be able to defeat you. All we need to do is hold you off..."

"Hold me back?" Wang Chong narrowed his eyes, keenly catching the deeper meaning in her words.

“Although Jason sailed the Argo away from the island to avoid us… the ocean is like flat ground to her… this world should end.” Medea said with a laugh, her eyes flashing with a manic light.

On the turbulent ocean, a beautiful and graceful figure was gently enveloped by the seawater, rushing towards the island at an astonishing speed... and she was none other than Thetis, the sea goddess who should have been locked in a cage.

“My son, it’s time for you to fulfill your mother’s wish! Seize the Ark of the Covenant and give it to your mother…”

Thetis burst from the water, splashing around her. At that moment, a mad glint flashed in the eyes of this sea goddess, her gaze fixed on the Ark of the Covenant behind David.

"I will make the world, make those humans, and especially the gods, feel utter pain! I will make them pay the ultimate price for the war they recklessly waged, which led to the death of my son!!"

……

When Achilles caught a glimpse of his mother Thetis swimming rapidly toward him, cutting through the waves, a complex emotion flickered in his eyes.

He lowered his eyes slightly and let out a barely audible sigh—he knew he had to take action.

"troias tragoidia (The Undying Chariot of Gale and Raging Waves)!!"

With a triumphant release of his true name, Achilles summoned the legendary chariot once more.

However, instead of immediately boarding the chariot as everyone expected, he suddenly turned around, his spear flashing like a venomous dragon emerging from its lair, and attacked the unsuspecting David beside him without warning!

"What—?!" David was caught off guard and felt a tremendous force strike him. He was hit hard by the shaft of Achilles' spear and sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

Taking advantage of the moment David was thrown backward, Achilles flicked his wrist, and the meteor spear pierced precisely through the bronze ring on the Ark of the Covenant.

Achilles used his strength to lift the heavy Ark of the Covenant and place it steadily on the chariot.

Then, he leaped onto one of the divine horses, flicked the reins, and the warhorse pulled the chariot, transforming it into a whirlwind that galloped directly towards the ocean.

It all happened too fast and too suddenly. No one expected that Achilles, who seemed to be an ally and fought alongside them, would turn against them without warning and even take away the most crucial Noble Phantasm—the Ark of the Covenant!

"Stop him!" Circe reacted quickly, immediately chanting a complex magic incantation, and a dazzling beam of magic shot after him.

Archers like Euryale and Atalanta quickly drew their bows and aimed their spears at Achilles' back, raining down arrows like a storm.

However, Achilles had long been wary of these people. As Greece's foremost hero, he was intimately familiar with their moves and habits.

Achilles maneuvered his chariot through a hail of bullets, evading deadly attacks with incredible trajectories.

At least until he handed the Ark of the Covenant to his mother Thetis, he was confident he could withstand the cost of this attack.

"Senior! He's going to take the Ark of the Covenant to that goddess for a sacrifice! What should we do, Senior?" Mash, holding her shield, looked back anxiously at the departing chariot and asked helplessly.

But she noticed that Fujimaru Ritsuka, standing behind her, had remained completely silent. When Mashu turned around, she saw that Ritsuka's eyes showed no panic; her clear eyes were fixed on Achilles, her calmness reassuring.

"Now! Mr. Siegfried, unleash your Noble Phantasm!" Ritsuka's gaze sharpened, seizing the fleeting opportunity, and decisively issued the command.

It turns out that Ritsuka had been wary of Achilles from the very beginning and had seized upon his weakness.

Upon hearing this, Siegfried, the Shadow Servant who had been gathering his strength for some time, unleashed a powerful aura. Azure magical energy converged on his greatsword, and then Siegfried immediately unleashed his Noble Phantasm—

"balmung (Fantasy Greatsword: Fallen Demon)!!"

A dazzling azure beam of light tore through the air, precisely locking onto the spot where Achilles had just dodged Artemis's arrow, where the old force had just dissipated and the new force had not yet arisen.

"Varied--!?"

Achilles was now completely cornered and was struck head-on by Siegfried's Noble Phantasm's unleashed beam.

"boom!!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, Achilles never imagined that he would fall not at the hands of the archers and mages, but rather at the hands of the shadow servants controlled by Ritsuka.

Achilles was in shock. He knew very well that Ritsuka's shadow servant needed time to charge up before unleashing such a powerful Noble Phantasm.

In such a short time, even if Ritsuka reacted quickly, it would have been impossible for her to make a decision and complete the charging process on the spot.

Unless... she foresaw her own "betrayal" from the very beginning, and thus made ample preparations for herself long before realizing that something was wrong!

But when exactly did I slip up? Did that man see through my disguise?

Achilles immediately thought of Wang Chong.