I, without any personality, become a hero!

Not quite understanding what was going on, Rick found himself experiencing another spatial teleportation above him, and then another winged girl appeared.

"Meow meow meow? Which guy actually managed to get Lord Artoch to come and challenge me personally?!"

"This is the one. This gentleman's name is Saitama."

Jibril gestured with both hands towards Saitama as if introducing herself, and then the idiot leader of the Skywing race suddenly jumped in front of Saitama and started looking around.

"No matter how you look at it, he's just an ordinary human. What is there about him that would make Lord Altshu pay attention to him?! Meow meow meow?"

"Who is this guy?"

Looking at the winged creature with the strange verbal tic in front of him, Saitama asked Jibril with some confusion, and the winged girl introduced it directly:

"This idiot's name is 'Azriel,' she's the leader of our Winged Race, but in the end, she's just an idiot, Saitama-sama, you don't need to worry about her."

"Meow meow meow! I'm not stupid, Jibril should call me 'Big Sister'!!"

"See? It's just a troublesome, stupid thing."

Jibril sighed helplessly, spreading her hands, while Saitama, unusually, nodded in agreement. The leader of the Skywing race was such a guy... This wretched race was doomed sooner or later.

"What are you all doing here? I don't have time to play with you."

"It's just that this fool wanted to see who defeated the forest god 'Kainas' and the blacksmith god 'Okan,' so she came with me to see for herself."

Jibril answered Saitama's question, while Azriel, completely focused on the bald man, said with great incomprehension:

"He's not a god at all, just a human. How did he manage to defeat two powerful gods... and even earn such high regard from Lord Artesius?"

After observing Saitama more closely, Azriel focused her gaze on his bald head and suddenly realized:

"I see. I've heard that among the otherworldly knowledge left behind by the forest elves summoned from beyond, there's a rumor about the existence of 'top masters'... Judging from the translation, it means many powerful people are bald, that must be what they're referring to!"

After hearing Azriel's words, Rick and the others also had an expression of sudden realization, while looking at this stupid Winged Race with a look of sympathy. This unlucky kid said something that could kill him.

"What...what did you just say?"

"I said 'top master,' so what... meow?"

Unaware of the impending doom, Azriel was still smugly pleased with her own guess when she suddenly felt a chill coming from behind her. She stiffly turned around and saw a terrifying bald man standing in front of her.

"Meow meow meow—!!"

..................

Finally, Azriel, with six large bumps overlapping on her head, fled back in a miserable state, probably to find the God of War "Altsch" to complain about the crimes Saitama had committed against her.

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The long-awaited lively celebration in the human village settlement was a sight to behold. Humans who have survived in this world have largely forgotten what celebration is, but today is indeed a day worth celebrating.

Surrounded by a roaring bonfire, the villagers offered their worship to Saitama, the bald hero from another world who had defeated two gods in a great battle. Tomorrow, he would face the war god "Altsch" in the final showdown, bringing this great war to an end.

Humanity has finally escaped from hell, and today is a day to celebrate.

"Mr. Saitama, thank you so much."

Holding Shubi in his arms, Rick finally had some free time to be alone with the other mechs who had left the area. Before Saitama went to fight the final battle tomorrow, all Rick could do was express his gratitude to this hero.

"It's nothing, but Rick, have you thought about what to do next?"

"after....."

"That's right! I have no interest in becoming a 'One God.' If I defeat that war god 'Althos,' I'm prepared to wait for the person who accidentally brought me here to pick me up."

"this....."

Upon hearing Saitama's words, a problem immediately arose. In terms of circumstances, the cause of the great war was the throne of the "One God," with the gods vying for the "Star Cup" as the sole supreme being. If that thing wasn't dealt with... the great war would still not be over.

"Richard... The Star Grail can only be accessed by gods... Humans, machine gunners... other races cannot use it..."

While in Riku's arms, Shubi raised another thorny issue: if this was the case, even defeating the God of War "Altsch" wouldn't completely end the great war.

Are there any other gods in this world?

"In the great war... the weaker gods have long since perished, and the remaining gods of the forest and the forging have become divine essence. The only remaining god... is the God of War, 'Althos.'"

"Damn it... isn't this the same ending all along?!"

Feeling somewhat disheartened, Rick realized that after all his efforts and hopes, he still couldn't achieve a perfect ending. If the God of War, "Althos," became the only god, then what about all the humans who died... all those who sacrificed themselves? Was it just the god mocking ants?!

"Hey Rick! Does a god of games really exist in this world?"

"The God of Games?!"

Hearing Saitama suddenly say this, Rick was somewhat shocked and hesitant, but at this moment the bald hero spoke in a serious manner.

"I'm very strong, but I have a friend who can completely crush me in games. You've also always beaten me in chess."

"If a god of games exists, and he becomes the 'one god,' transforming this world into one where victory is determined by games, then the strength of power would no longer be a problem for humanity."

Saitama is very strong; he can defeat any opponent with a single punch. However, Saitama is also very weak; he was utterly defeated by King in video games, and he couldn't even beat a human girl in chess.

Chapter 103 The World of Games (19)

The celebratory bonfire party ended, and Saitama went to bed early to rest. Tomorrow he would go to find the God of War "Altsch" for a final battle. This bald hero, who had always been too invincible and lonely, also felt a little looking forward to it.

The human villagers, exhausted from celebrating for half the night, cleaned up the remaining traces of the revelry and went home to sleep, all looking forward to a better start to the future.

Sitting beside the extinguished campfire, feeling the warmth from the remaining embers, Rick placed the chessboard on the ground and began playing silently by himself.

“Rick.…”

Shubi slowly approached the human boy. The machine girl sat obediently on the ground, watching Riku play chess by himself, observing and analyzing... Shubi realized that Riku was not playing chess with himself.

That's not quite right either. The person manipulating the black and white pieces was Rick alone, but the machine girl noticed that the black pieces' offensive and defensive strategies were completely different. Hughie often played chess with Rick and was already familiar with everything about her beloved.

However, Rick is now playing chess with someone who doesn't exist.

"I said...Shubi, does the God of Games exist?"

"Uncertainty. Shubi cannot make a judgment about a god who has never appeared before."

"Would you believe me if I said I've seen him?"

Rick, playing chess alone, wore a happy smile on his face, reminiscing about the past.

"Just like now, that guy always plays a game that exceeds my expectations, and I lose to him every time."

"But...it was really fun. I always thought I could beat him, no matter how many times I lost...I had to beat that guy."

From a young age, Rick loved to sit alone in front of the chessboard, playing chess with a guy whose face he couldn't see, but he always lost... he never won a single time.

Does the God of Games really exist? In this world where any concept of cognition can manifest as a god, perhaps the God of Games truly exists, but only Riku can see it. A god whose very existence is uncertain, yet only Riku believes in its existence.

"Shuby believes Rick's words..."

"Shubi!?"

Somewhat surprised, Shubi snuggled into Rick's arms like a kitten, placing her hand on the chessboard and taking Rick's hand in hers.

“If Rick believes it, Shubi believes it too… If Rick says it’s true, then it is true, and there’s no doubt about it.”

"Even if Rick can't beat the opponent, Shubi will help Rick. As long as they're together... they'll definitely be able to beat the God of Games."

A surge of happiness welled up in Rick's chest, and he felt his heart melting away. It was incredible... He had almost been murdered by Shubi's words just now, and Rick could feel that he was the happiest person in the world right now.

Rick hugged the kitten-like Shubi tightly, and smiled with genuine happiness:

"That's right... Only when I'm with Shubi can I defeat even a god!"

Tonight, the sleepless couple of gamers challenged the God of Games.

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When Saitama woke up the next morning, he was somewhat surprised to find that Riku had not appeared. Shouldn't that guy be the most nervous and looking forward to today's events?

However, he didn't pay much attention. After finishing his breakfast, Saitama set off in his iconic hero outfit under the expectant gazes of the entire village, leaving everyone with only the dashing silhouette of the bald hero as he departed.

"Speaking of which...where does that guy live?"

After walking quite a distance, Saitama realized he had forgotten an important thing: he had no idea where the God of War, "Altsch," lived. Yesterday he had casually said he would go find him today... but now he couldn't find his way, which was incredibly embarrassing.

"Hey! It seems you need my help, Saitama-sama."

"Jibril?"

The winged girl, who appeared through spatial teleportation, beckoned to Saitama and landed on his head.

"After all, they still have a messenger's job to complete. Their mission will only be finished when they bring you to Lord Artesius."

"Oh... then I'll trouble you."

Unable to find his way, Saitama decided not to argue and asked Jibril to lead him there. The winged girl landed beside Saitama and activated the "Sky Shift" technique. In the next instant, the two were 20,000 meters in the air.

The capital of the Skywing race, on the back of the fantasy race "Avant Heim," stands a magnificent temple complex, the most grand and solemn of which is the temple of the war god "Altshu."

Led by Jibril, Saitama followed behind towards the temple where the God of War resided. Along the way, many winged girls stared at the bald hero with curious eyes. After all, they had heard that this was a guest valued by Lord Artshu, making it difficult for the winged girls not to be curious.

"Meow meow meow! How dare you come here again! Lord Artesius will definitely teach you a lesson!!"

"Ok?"

"Meow---!

Azriel, who was so frightened by Saitama's single glance that she almost fell from the sky, is still making a fool of herself as the leader of all the Winged Races.

However, after saying the wrong thing yesterday, Azriel was hit on the head with six big bumps by Saitama. It's impossible for her not to have psychological trauma, but now she can only submit to Saitama's tyranny and obediently lead the way.

As the leader of the Winged Race, Azriel was very dutiful in her duties. Even though her master, Artes, ordered all the Winged Race to treat Saitama as a distinguished guest, this bald man insisted on fighting their master. Regardless of the circumstances, as the Winged Race, the sword in the hands of the God of War, Azriel, as the leader, had to personally follow her master.

Upon arriving at the temple, Saitama saw the figure seated on the throne, none other than the God of War, "Altsch." He simply raised his right hand in greeting, as if he were seeing an acquaintance.

"Hey! I'm here."

"Hahaha! I've been looking forward to this for so long."

As Artash rose from his throne, the terrifying power and pressure of the God of War spread throughout the world. Everyone in the world could feel the earth-shattering pressure. Even Azriel and Jibril of the Skywing race could not withstand their master's powerful strength and kept retreating. Only Saitama stood unmoved in place.

"Come and fight! Saitama, you choose the battlefield."

"Ah—then I won't be polite!"

Saitama nodded in acquiescence, assumed a fighting stance, and the next instant... the temple collapsed!

"Meow! -- Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, what happened?"

As Azriel emerged from the collapsed temple ruins and spat out the dust from her mouth, she didn't see what had just happened. In an instant, the temple collapsed and buried her underneath.

"So this is the opponent Lord Artoshka was looking forward to, Lord Saitama...."

Jibril, who was looking up at the starry sky, had been prepared after spending a few days with Saitama and had taken precautions to avoid being affected. The direction the winged girl was looking was the black and gray cumulus cloud that had been blasted open, through which the stars of the universe could be seen.

The battle began without hesitation with a preemptive punch. Saitama landed an uppercut rising dragon punch on Altshu, sending the God of War flying from his temple off the planet. Just as that guy said, the battlefield is chosen by oneself... So Saitama chose the universe as his battlefield.

Saitama understands very well that planets cannot withstand his power, and only in the vast universe can he fight with all his might.

"Is this your power, Saitama...? That's amazing! If it weren't for my divine essence enhancing you, you would truly be the 'strongest'!!"

The God of War, Altshu, who took Saitama's punch without suffering much damage, is just as he said. In this world, the God of War is the "strongest." From the moment Saitama and the God of War became enemies, Altshu has become stronger than he imagined.

"Ah, that's it!"

Saitama, with a happy smile on his face, was just like the bald hero... It had been too long, far too long since he had experienced the thrill of real battle. Even Boros could only get Saitama to take things seriously for a moment, never get him to go all out.

Now, facing the God of War "Altsch" in his current state, Saitama understands... that this guy is enough to make him fight with all his might and feel exhilarated.

Battles in space are actually no problem for Saitama. Later, Izuku Midoriya tested this bald hero and found that he could live without breathing. Surviving in the vacuum of space is no problem for him at all. You can't imagine how much counterforce he can create even in a vacuum, given that he can destroy a planet with a single punch.

The planet was no longer a suitable place to withstand Saitama's battles. After he blasted the God of War "Altsch" into space, the two stared at each other in this place where no one could disturb them and they didn't need to worry about anything.

"I was born the strongest, and every battle I've fought has only resulted in victory. Now... Saitama, can you defeat me?"

"I don't know how long ago it was, but all the guys I encountered were knocked down with a single punch. I'm so glad to be here now... You should be able to give me a thrilling and satisfying battle!"

"Hahaha! That's right, my nemesis—go all out!!"

"I won't hold back!"

Saitama, the invincible hero, and Artoria, the strongest war god, two of the strongest beings from different worlds, meet at this moment and engage in a final battle that could cause stars to collapse and planets to perish.

Using the universe as a battlefield, Saitama instantly bursts into close combat with explosive speed, delivering a powerful punch to the chest of the God of War. Altshu is sent flying back at the speed of light, falling into the deeper reaches of the universe, crashing and destroying a star, and then smashing half of another planet before finally coming to a stop.

"This pain, yes! It's the feeling I can never forget."

As divine blood dripped from his mouth, Altshu pressed his right hand against his chest, which had just been severely injured by Saitama, leaving a dent. This power, which had almost instantly killed the God of War "Altshu," made him laugh wildly.