Qin Shi Huang fell into deep thought. "I wonder when the video related to will be released."
Previously, after the release of The Sacred Round Table Domain and The Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia, King Arthur and the King of Heroes had both experienced a dramatic surge in power.
Once the video about the Great Qin was released, he too would undoubtedly undergo an explosive increase in strength.
Unfortunately, the next previewed video was related to Greek mythology.
Given the Master’s attitude toward the gods, he would undoubtedly seek to expel them and bring an end to the Age of Gods.
Once the video was revealed, the true Greek gods would likely descend upon the mortal world to assist those false gods of the Pantheon.
At that point, both China and Naless would face the most terrifying calamity.
Qin Shi Huang declared solemnly, "Zhuge Liang, prepare for war imdiately!"
"Your Majesty speaks wisely!"
Zhuge Liang nodded in full agreent.
In Greek mythology, the Twelve Olympians were arrogant and tyrannical, rcilessly oppressing humanity.
As a Guardian of Human Order, the Naless Heroic Spirit would undoubtedly do everything in his power to expel them and ensure humanity’s safety.
The gods of the Pantheon had not yet beco true divine rulers—otherwise, they would have already conquered the world.
Once the true Olympian gods rge with them, China is truly dood!
Zhuge Liang began working overti like crazy, drafting countless plans to deal with the impending disasters.
First, prioritize the strategy docunts targeting the Greek gods!
...
The next few days were surprisingly calm.
Souma, who had been swamped with work since before the Spring Festival, finally got a chance to relax—
Or so he thought!
Souma sighed as he looked at the guy in front of him. "So, Fish-Selling Strong, you’re here to mooch off a al too?"
Unbelievable.
His ho had turned into a free diner for all sorts of people.
And none of them even bothered to bring gifts—they just showed up and treated the place like their own.
"Day off today, so I ca to see my bro," Cú Chulainn replied shalessly.
Mooching als was all about one thing—
Being thick-skinned!
If you weren’t shaless enough, you wouldn’t survive.
After selling fish in Fuyuki City for ten years, he had honed a level of audacity even his teacher Scáthach couldn’t pierce.
Huh? Why did it feel like a crimson spear was hovering above his head?
Cú Chulainn shuddered and obediently sat down, ready to enjoy a good al.
Though his bro was just an ordinary guy, his cooking skills were legendary.
Otherwise, why would the mighty Hound of Ulster, the Child of Light from Celtic mythology, stoop to mooching als?
"You’re on dish duty later... Actually, never mind, just eat less!" Souma rubbed his temples in exasperation.
The guy was useless at cleaning, so he’d have to do it himself again.
Besides Cú Chulainn, there was also the golden-haired, ahoge-sporting girl sitting quietly nearby.
Even the great King Arthur of Britain had beco a frequent moocher.
Roya kept staring at her intently.
No choice—the girl ate way too much.
Petite in stature but with a bottomless stomach.
A true glutton.
Artoria paid no mind to her gaze, lazily sprawled across the table like she was lting.
Only here could she truly relax.
No need to think about Britain’s future, no need to govern a nation, no need to bear the weight of responsibility.
Just being a carefree foodie was enough.
After everyone had eaten their fill, Souma brought out oranges, waterlon, and other snacks.
The group gathered around the kotatsu, snacking and watching videos.
Ten days later.
Alaya’s previously announced video finally updated—
[The Olympian Gods]
Exactly what countless people had speculated—a video about the Greek pantheon.
The Greek gods enjoyed unparalleled fa worldwide.
After all, the Pantheon Council of the United States claid to be the inheritors of the Olympians.
Each of them wielded godlike power, starring in countless movies, gas, and ani that spread their legends across the globe.
"So the true Olympians are in the United States?" Roya asked curiously.
Artoria replied calmly, "Fake."
"Uh, how do you know?"
Roya eyed the other girl’s swaying ahoge, itching to yank it off.
This freeloader ca over every day, eating more than her and United States combined—so infuriating!
"Just a guess."
Artoria didn’t even glance at her.
"Hmph, just wait till you get proven wrong!"
Roya pouted and focused on the video, eagerly anticipating the mont the truth would slap the other girl in the face.
The mont the video started, the barrage of comnts exploded—
-[Here we go, clearly promised weekly updates, why make us wait so long this ti?]
-[Damn it, Alaya, are you also learning from those lazy authors I follow, slacking off more and more?]
-[The Greek gods... I bet a pack of spicy strips that it’s Naless fighting the gods, ending the Age of Greek Divinity!]
-[So, what’s the connection between the gods in this video and the gods of the United States again?]
-[The gods of the United States are the successors of the Olympians—looks like they’re about to skyrocket thanks to this video!]
...
Under the gaze of countless viewers, the prelude to the video began.
The entire scene was overwhelmingly eerie and terrifying.
Bloody, suffocating to the extre, with bones scattered everywhere.
Even drifting ghosts could be seen!
"I get it! Zeus joined forces with his siblings to defeat their father Cronus, sealing away the previous generation of Titans in Tartarus!"
Roya suddenly realized, recognizing the setting of the video’s prelude.
Then.
A familiar figure quietly descended into the sunless abyss of hell—none other than the Demon King who had appeared in the side story The Primordial Mother Goddess!
Roya stared at the figure’s golden twin-tails, feeling deeply unsettled. "Ugh, why does this bastard also have golden twin-tails?"
"Proof that it’s adorable, of course!" Souma replied calmly.
"Hmph, it’s cute when I have them, but hideous on Him!"
Roya pouted.
What an ugly creature, shalessly copying the sa hairstyle—no wonder you got beaten by Naless!
After the Demon King’s appearance.
Before Him stood the towering figures of the Titans.
The Demon King smiled. "Do you... desire power?"
"A re upstart dares to propose an alliance with us? How arrogant!"
The Titans glared at Him in fury.
"Yet, you are the ones imprisoned here."
The Demon King rcilessly rubbed salt in their wounds.
In His hand, a radiant golden Holy Grail materialized.
He extended it forward. "Drink, Cronus—this is the fate of the Titans. You shall all be kings, reclaiming your freedom!"
"But, Goetia... what is the price?"
The lead Titan snarled at Him.
"All of it... You may unleash your wrath without restraint, and reduce the world to ashes!"
The Demon King’s grin grew increasingly sinister.
Though standing in hell, surrounded by countless demonic apparitions.
Yet, He was more terrifying than all the horrors combined.
Behind Him flickered visions of burning history—humanity’s past, set ablaze by His hand!
Even the Titans stared at Him in shock.
The forr King of Gods reached out and took the Holy Grail. "Very well!"
Once a divine ruler, He had been defeated by outsiders and condemned to eternal imprisonnt.
Unforgivable!
He would drown the world in endless fury, wreaking vengeance upon all life!
Then.
To the utter shock of all viewers.
After obtaining the Holy Grail and absorbing its boundless energy, the Titan King’s body began to swell monstrously.
A horrific scene unfolded.
He suddenly grabbed one of his kin, his massive hands tearing them apart midair.
Then, he devoured them, bite by bite!
With each consud sibling, his body grew larger, his power surging uncontrollably!
The screen descended into utter chaos.
Countless viewers were left utterly stunned—
-[Holy shit, he’s even devouring his own allies!]
-[This guy is the previous generation’s Divine King. After obtaining the Holy Grail and consuming the other Titans, just how powerful will he beco?]
-[Damn, could the Demon King be trying to create a Beast of Humanity-level threat?]
-[No wonder the preview called it the Calamity of the Gods!]
-[Heh, let the gods kill each other, and let Wuming end the Age of Greek Gods in one fell swoop!]
...
United States.
At the Divine Council eting.
One by one, the mbers smiled: "Just as we predicted, the Twelve Olympians will engage in a second battle with the Titans!"
The Olympian gods had once defeated the Titans. Logically, even with the Demon King’s interference, a second confrontation shouldn’t lead to their complete downfall.
But they abandoned their chas entirely and vanished without a trace.
According to the Divine Council’s projections, there’s an 80% chance that the two divine factions fought to the death, only for Wuming to swoop in and take advantage.
By banishing both sides simultaneously, that would explain the gods’ disappearance.
Looks like everything’s going according to plan.
Once the video is exposed, they can perfectly seize the power of the Olympian gods and beco true Divine Kings.
Then, re China and Naless will be easy pickings.
They’ll storm the Epang Palace, capture that arrogant Qin Shi Huang, and force him to submit to them!
As the council mbers relaxed, they reveled in their imminent victory.
The Speaker, the [God King], stared at Cronus devouring his fellow gods in massive gulps, lost in thought.
If the Titan gods could consu the power of other deities...
Then, as a machine god, could he devour the power of all machine gods?
Or perhaps combine their powers to forge the truly invincible God King?
On the screen.
The prelude concluded, and the customary narration began to appear, accompanied by Mash’s lodious voice—
[This is the true Age of Gods!]
[The flas of divine war are on the verge of erupting, destined to engulf the entire world.]
[Puny humanity welcos its true great hero.]
[The naless Heroic Spirit, as a Master, shall spread the flas of hope!]
...
"So it truly is the end of the Age of Gods. Not much different from my ti!"
Gilgash reclined in a spacious sofa, idly swirling his wine glass.
Back in the Singularity Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia, it was the naless one who had assisted him in ending the Age of Gods, banishing the Primordial Mother Goddess into the void of imaginary numbers.
Only with the Singularity corrected could humanity embrace a new dawn.
"My dearest friend, I owe you far, far too much. How could I ever repay you?"
Gilgash gazed at the screen.
After the narration ended, the scene shifted to a room in Chaldea.
The familiar figure of his cherished friend had already appeared.
From correcting his chuunibyou tendencies, to severing the bond between gods and n, to fighting side by side in the Singularity—
Ti and again, his friend’s aid left him at a loss for how to reciprocate.
"Never mind. After watching this, I’ll go and tell him he no longer owes 220 million."
Gilgash made up his mind.
Such a paltry sum ant nothing to him.
With the [Gate of Babylon], his wealth was unrivaled in all the world.
On the screen.
Romani Archaman was making final adjustnts, precisely calibrating the coordinates for the transfer.
He couldn’t help but sigh. "This is the genuine Age of Gods. Simply reaching it is more difficult than even Uruk!"
"Don’t worry, Naless-kun will handle everything."
Da Vinci glanced at him, slightly puzzled. "Naless-kun, when the King of Heroes asked you to use the gems from the [Gate of Babylon] to bribe Ishtar, why didn’t you ask for more?"
"Da Vinci-chan, do you even know how to make money?" Naless countered with a smile.
"Uh, I’m a rchant. How could I not know?"
Da Vinci was mildly exasperated.
As the infamous swindler, how could anyone suggest she didn’t understand profit?
"If the Golden Brat appointed to use wealth to bribe that useless goddess, naturally I had to first establish a pretext, win her over, and take a full thirty percent!" Naless continued.
"Only thirty percent? Isn’t that too little?"
Da Vinci seed dissatisfied.
"No, no. Seventy percent belongs to the King of Heroes. Getting thirty percent is already a privilege granted by his favor!"
Naless waved his hand, grinning with sheer delight. "Earlier, I only gave Ishtar ten percent. The remaining twenty, by contract, belongs to !"
"Terrifying. You really are cut out to be a swindler!" Da Vinci gave a thumbs-up.
Naless clasped his hands in return. "Likewise, likewise. Making money is nothing to be ashad of!"
The two on-screen laughed like foxes who’d stolen a chicken.
Watching this, Gilgash gently set down his glass, his crimson eyes fixed on the screen. "My dearest friend... just how should I thank you?"
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