Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess! Chapter 617: Melee is the Main Theme

–Clang!

The broken dagger fell to the ground.

Alcides pulled out the broken blade inserted in his abdon.

A gurgling sound was coming from the wound.

The poison was eroding Alcides’ body at an extrely fast speed, and the dark black liquid overflowed and dripped from the gaps in the cloth covering his face.

"If the power you have been granted is the blessing of a god, I would have slaughtered you from the beginning. However, what flows in your body is the power generated from humans and the earth, and it is definitely not a product of the intervention of gods.

In that case, I will praise this world and this era. Although you used the poison of magical beasts, you rejected the blessing of the gods while planning a ans to destroy my body.

I give my blessing to your achievents."

Alcides also glanced at Noel.

This action was to recognize the police’s cooperation with Noel.

As for Moran’s secret move just now... Without others saying anything, Alcides would also settle the score with Moran.

"And then... I sympathize with you, hero."

A trace of sadness appeared in Alcides’ words again.

In the shocked eyes of John and others.

The side of Alcides’ abdon was eroded by the poison, turning into a pitch-black wound that began to lt, and the poison of the magical beast was swallowed by the mud that emitted an even stronger and more ominous feeling.

This is a thod of fighting poison with poison.

As Moran expected.

Alcides used All the World’s Evil to suppress the beast poison.

However, the poison of the magical beast exceeded his expectations.

The evil of this world cannot be completely suppressed, even with the addition of the Twelve Labors, it cannot be erased from the spirit base.

Alcides understood this much.

In the upcoming Holy Grail War, he would have to endure the pain brought by the poison continuously.

"As expected of my friend...

We haven’t even t yet, and I’ve already lost two lives and been poisoned with an indelible toxin."

Alcides grinned.

His praise for his friend was undisguised, and the killing intent that erupted was genuine.

If he hadn’t fallen as an Avenger.

Perhaps, the mont he was poisoned.

He would have smiled at the policen present, acknowledged such a great human achievent, and gladly left.

"Heh, children of man, it seems our luck is quite poor... I possess the Twelve Labors, which are twelve lives, and now I’ve only lost two."

Alcides’ low voice was mixed with hatred and anger towards himself, but none of it was directed at John and the others.

It was directed at himself.

Before him was a dazzling hero wielding human power, while he was just a degenerate being with tainted divine blood.

And yet, he was the one who won! He was the one who survived!

All because of the damn power of the gods!?

The world is so cruel and laughable, only villains and bastards can live to the end.

The one who wins is not these children of man, but himself, who has the power of the gods...

Alcides grieved for this.

But he couldn’t choose to lose to them, because he needed this disgusting power to destroy the gods.

–Lant for this! Grieve for this!

–Hate the injustice of the gods!

"Pitiful children of man, praiseworthy children of man, you are so radiant as humans... but I have to use this hateful, disgusting power to tear your radiance apart with my own hands!

Laugh, if you want to laugh, laugh out loud, mock this incompetent and weak degenerate before you. You have the right!"

Alcides wasn’t addressing the crowd.

Instead, he was filled with anger towards his own endless power, uttering curses and roars.

Within the anger, there was also a trace of sadness.

Like the wail of a storm.

"Even with this tainted blood, I will still trample you underfoot... All this body can do is to defile honor. To destroy all the gods, this is a necessary price!"

Alcides unleashed a storm of red and black magical power.

As if he had beco the center of a vortex.

Wanting to engulf everyone and completely crush them.

Before, he only regarded John and Noel as targets for slaughter, while everyone else was just ants.

But now, everything had undergone a clear qualitative change.

At this mont, everyone realized.

Alcides was truly getting serious.

In an instant, the red and black magical tsunami almost swallowed everyone, leaving them no chance to breathe.

It was an almost despairing power.

The policen, not to ntion their hearts, felt like even the cells in their bodies had stopped working from the tension.

As if their entire spine had been pulled out.

Their internal organs churned inside their bodies.

Unmatched by the previous situation, it was as if they were being watched by everything other than themselves.

–An overwhelming sense of despair.

"He’s only... getting serious now..."

John murmured, trembling.

He had used almost all of his strength and couldn’t think of any way to fight Alcides.

"No, he was serious from the start...

Rather, he was very seriously looking around... being wary of everything around him.

But now, he has to stop being wary."

Noel replied with a wry smile.

They had to figure out how to find a counterasure and deal with the current situation before Alcides’ killing intent fully erupted.

In the next mont, light burst forth.

It was the sound of gold and dazzling aurora colliding, and they both ca from the direction of the church.

So bright that the policen on the street couldn’t ignore it.

At the sa ti, they also saw–

Alcides jumped into the air at the sa ti, drawing his bowstring to its fullest, aiming his arrow at a certain point.

His target was neither the policen nor Noel.

As if saying they were no longer important, he locked onto his prey as an Avenger.

In an instant, the bowstring was released.

Several deadly arrows shot out.

Their sights were set on Gilgash, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the strongest dragon!

That’s right, this battle never had any rules.

Even if Noel and the policen had taken two lives from Alcides, it was far from enough to warrant his elimination.

A free-for-all is the main the here!

Alcides made a decision after much deliberation, shooting his arrows at Gilgash.

And the intention behind this was by no ans simple.