Beast Front: Launch! / The Gods' "Shock"

His proudest feat was to transport himself to the most ancient time, relying on his own consciousness to become the original consciousness of this planet, the god of the planet, the god of the Sea of Stars, and the truly unique one. Is this still possible?

If this actually happens, how do we explain the things we see in our Future Sight now?

Ultimately, Goetia chose to proceed according to the original plan, because at this point, He had no way out and no other choice.

Only by sending himself to the most ancient time, at the very beginning of the planet's creation, could he possibly obtain everything he desired.

Just wait, it won't be long before I become the one true god and lead humanity onto the right path!

Goetia clenched his fist.

Chapter 222 Demonic Beast Front, Activated!

Inside the medical room, Mash Kyrielight lay obediently on the bed, allowing the equipment to perform a comprehensive scan of her body.

As she lay there, she thought about the events of the past few days.

More than a week has passed since the battle with the Lion King, and everyone has been busy with their own things these past few days.

For example, Ritsuka- senpai is busy training, trying to make herself able to withstand more of the power originating from the Heavenly Cloud Sword.

While Black Jeanne is a Servant, she is also undergoing training. Her training method involves exploring the path of True Magic find a way to further strengthen her spiritual body. Like her predecessor Ritsuka, Black Jeanne needs to learn how to truly master Durandal's full power.

The members of Chaldea all share a common understanding: as long as Ritsuka Fujimaru and Black Jeanne Alter master their own weapons, they can surpass the Grand Servant and reach the realm of gods.

After all, they are now capable of demonstrating the strength of Grand Servant.

The moon goddess Artemis, with her amazing figure, has been appearing these past few days, but she often disappears, supposedly locking herself into Phase— a special space, or perhaps a parallel world.

Mash Kyrielight pondered for a moment with her mind, which hadn't yet learned much about mysticism, and felt that the parallel world theory seemed somewhat problematic; perhaps, describing it as a divine kingdom would be more appropriate.

It is said that Artemis is busy with the work of creation, and after the creation is completed, she will be responsible for the work of destruction. Mash Kyrielight just hears that and it sounds amazing, but also very troublesome.

They repaired it, then demolished it, then repaired it again—it feels like they're swindling money from the construction project.

Medea has been frequently taking care of Mephistopheles these past few days. Mephistopheles had been resting for a while to detoxify, but it's said that the detoxification process was extremely fast this time, and he has already regained his mobility. However, Medea still goes to see him and has practically been staying in Mephistopheles's bedroom.

The person who reacted the most was naturally Director Olga Marie. Mash Kyrielight had seen the director with a gloomy face several times, muttering things like "scumbag," "Teddy," and "I'll definitely tie him up later." Mash Kyrielight thought the director might need to see a psychologist.

Oh, right, that Servant Jack the Ripper, who used to cling to her senior, seems to really enjoy going to Artemis these days. Artemis seems quite happy about it, and occasionally gives Jack the Ripper some snacks.

According to Mephistopheles, it's because Artemis now embodies the concept of motherhood, which is too attractive to Jack the Ripper.

Sure enough, Jack the Ripper just wants a mother's love!

"Mash Kyrielight."

"Mash Kyrielight?"

"Mash Kyrielight!"

The sound grew louder and louder, Mash Kyrielight finally realized what was happening. She looked to the side and saw Romani, wearing a white coat, staring at her.

"What's wrong, Dr. Roman?" Mash Kyrielight asked.

"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed in your thoughts." Romani asked, but clearly didn't intend to let Mash Kyrielight answer. He continued, "Your current physical condition is perfectly fine. Your cell division is normal, your lifespan is the same as an ordinary person, and your immune system is about the same strength as a Servant's, without any signs of weakening. I think that after another check-up in a month, there won't be any need for further examinations."

Since Mephistopheles treated me last time, although it has been confirmed that there are no problems with my body, I still have to have tests done every now and then. Sometimes, some problems may not be visible in the short term, but they will become more and more obvious over time.

Now it seems there's no need to worry about these things anymore. Her body has truly recovered to full health, and Mash Kyrielight knows that even the next checkup is just a precaution.

"If it were your past physical condition, I would definitely object to you continuing to participate in the next operation, but you are in great shape now, which is good. Soon, the operation to conquer the next Singularity will begin."

Upon hearing this, Mash Kyrielight immediately asked, "Has it been investigated?"

Romani nodded. "Yes, we've found some useful intelligence. After the inspection is over, we'll go to the operations meeting."

Few people attended the war council meeting; only Mephistopheles, Marie, Romani, Ritsuka Fujimaru, and Leonardo da Vinci were present.

Of course, there's also Fou, who's stuck to Mash Kyrielight.

Mephistopheles was leaning back in his chair, yawning, looking as if he hadn't had a good rest.

Considering that Artemis and Medea have both been around recently, Mash Kyrielight can guess what's going on.

"This time we are going to the beginning of Human History, to the existence that revitalized all the civilizations on the earth, or to the world itself when the world was still one, the mother world that took shape in the Tigris-Euphrates river valley and influenced many civilizations."

"It is one of the oldest civilizations in the world, dating back to almost the same period as the earliest ancient Egypt."

"For the world of Magecraft, the late Age of Age of Gods is a fascinating subject of study—the ancient land of Mesopotamia around 2600 BC, the origin of Sumer civilization after the Ubaid Period."

Upon hearing this, Mash Kyrielight's expression immediately turned serious. "The world before Christ... the surface of that world is still close to the mysterious, Age of Gods world..."

Leonardo da Vinci da Vinci immediately nodded. "Exactly! Mesopotamia during the early Sumer dynasty! Just getting there is more difficult than any Singularity to date! After all, it was the last fantastical century on Earth where gods and monsters existed in everyday life!"

Seeing Leonardo da Vinci's excited expression, Mephistopheles suspected that if possible, Leonardo da Vinci would also like to rush to the Age of Gods for a visit.

"But first, we have something to distribute," Romani said, looking at Leonardo da Vinci. "Where's the thing I asked you to send?"

Leonardo da Vinci immediately took out something that looked like a silk scarf and handed it to Ritsuka Fujimaru: "Here, take this. After all, that's an even more exaggerated Age of Gods than Egypt, with a much higher concentration of magic than the Egypt territory. You are, after all, human."

As she said this, she glanced at Mephistopheles, her expression clearly saying, "You don't need to."

Mephistopheles smiled and nodded. "I really don't need to."

At this moment, both Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash Kyrielight looked at Mephistopheles. They then remembered that Mephistopheles had also been to the end of the Age of Gods.

"However, the Age of Gods ended later in Greece Mesopotamia. When I arrived in Greece, Golden Sparkle was already dead," Mephistopheles said, taking a sip of tea.

"Golden Sparkle?" Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at Mephistopheles with some curiosity.

Mephistopheles shrugged. "Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, this guy loves wearing a set of Gilgamesh armor, so I call him Golden Sparkle."

"I think I wrote a report about it, right? I fought Gilgamesh in another world. I even gave him a 'You are a dragon' buff, then Dragon Slaying to beat him up badly, and finally banished him back to the Throne of Heroes!"

Mephistopheles looked very proud when he said these words, and if he added a hand-on-hips gesture, it would make people think that he was thinking, "Praise me!"

Leonardo da Vinci then continued talking about Mesopotamia: "Let me continue my introduction. The word Mesopotamia is originally Greece. Meso means middle and Damia means river. It means the civilization that flourished between the Tigris and Euphrates River rivers that flow into the Persian Gulf."

"Although it was designated Babylonia, this name came later."

Mash Kyrielight looked on with envy, shock, and anticipation. "Just thinking about it is so awe-inspiring. The span of ancient civilizations is just too vast."

Leonardo da Vinci said, "This time it was 2600 BC, which, from a Magecraft point of view, is considered the earliest era in which humans and gods parted ways."

Romani scratched his head. "Although we don't know what the kings of that era were thinking when they made this choice, the Age of Gods took this moment as a decisive farewell and gradually faded away. By the time we welcomed the year 1 AD, the gods had already disappeared from the earth."

"Although some island nations seem to have remnants of deities after the Common Era, these are all considered to have disappeared around 1000 AD. In other words, except for a very few special cases, these are deities that have 'no connection whatsoever with humans.'" Romani said, seemingly unwilling to continue the topic, "Let's put this topic aside for now. What's important to you is the difficulty of Spiritron Transfer."

"Because Spiritron Transfer to the pre-Christian era is very difficult, and it gets more difficult the further back you go, isn't that right?" Mephistopheles asked.

"Yes, the further back we go, the more uncertain Human History becomes, or rather, the closer we get to the Age of Gods, the more uncertain it inevitably becomes," Romani nodded. "After all, some schools of thought claim that the Age of Gods was an era of uncertainty, where it was extremely difficult to observe or measure. The observation mirror Sheba was also very difficult to stabilize, and it could even be said that it was absolutely impossible for it to stabilize."

"Yes, it's that difficult." Leonardo da Vinci showed a proud expression. "However, thanks to the efforts of the Chaldea personnel, we have still been able to determine the coordinates of the seventh Singularity, making observation possible. This was the most difficult one yet, so I will remain in the control room, although I won't have time to guide you..."

Leonardo da Vinci smiled slightly as he said this, "However, you'll be accompanied by a witch from the Age of Gods, humans who have played in the Age of Gods, and even a god from the Age of Gods themselves. There shouldn't be any trouble this time, so just enjoy your grand adventure over there!"

What should have been a stirring journey of salvation was described by Leonardo da Vinci as something akin to a leisurely trip.

Considering the current composition of the team, it doesn't seem like there's much of a problem in describing it as a vacation.

After all, Chaldea's original capabilities were limited to summoning Grand Servant battle, and they might not even be able to summon many. But now they have a bunch of Servants comparable to Grand, and even gods, including a guy who could wipe out the entire world if he went all out.

As the director, Olga Marie suddenly felt a pang of guilt for the opponents of the Seventh Singularity. Perhaps this operation would be the same as usual: Mephistopheles would rush in to solve the main problems, while the others would gather intelligence, deal with the ordinary Servants, and then everyone would happily go home.

In the end, only the poor Singularity of the Singularity was injured.

"Alright, the transfer pod is ready. You can go and prepare," Olga Marie said at this moment. "The Age of Gods is an unprecedented and special situation for us. The difficulty will definitely be different from the past. I'm not worried about Mephistopheles, but Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash Kyrielight, you two still need to pay attention to your safety."

After entering the transfer pod, Mephistopheles waited silently for the transfer, while an announcement rang in his ears.

"Counter-Summoning System activated, initiating Spiritron Transfer. 3, 2, 1 days remaining until the start of the Spiritron Transfer... Project complete. Commencing the Century Verification, Seventh Singularity."

Having traversed time and space, Mephistopheles once again experienced the familiar passageway and descended into the world of the Age of Gods!

The instant Mephistopheles appeared, several figures flew off his body and landed on the ground; these were naturally his followers and contractors.

Medea took a breath and a nostalgic look appeared on her face. "This concentration of magic power, it truly is the Age of Gods."

Black Jeanne showed a hint of surprise. "So, the magical energy concentration in the Age of Gods is this high? Just breathing can quickly replenish one's own depletion. If I were in the Age of Gods, even if the summoner were an ordinary person who knew nothing about Magecraft, I could still rely on breathing to obtain magical energy to act."

The moment Artemis landed, she stretched out her body as if she had been liberated, and a powerful force emanated from her and spread outwards!

The once indestructible world of the Age of Gods trembled at this moment!

The tremor was physical; the entire earth shook as if a minor earthquake had occurred. The once sunny sky was now shrouded in dark clouds, with lightning flashing within them, concealing the power of Zeus.

Sensing the changes in the world, Artemis showed a hint of helplessness and quickly withdrew her power. As the power was withdrawn, the earth returned to normal, the dark clouds and thunder in the sky dispersed, and the sun's rays enveloped the world.

"I thought the world of the Age of Gods could withstand my power..." Artemis looked at Mephistopheles with distress, "But it turns out that as soon as I loosen my control over my power, the entire world will be assimilated by me!"

Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash Kyrielight both looked helpless. If they didn't control their power, the world of the Age of Gods would be destroyed. Now, the power of the Moon Goddess probably already surpasses that of the gods of the Age of Gods.

Mephistopheles smiled slightly, "Great, I believe that the world's rulers and rebels now know we're here."

Chapter 223 God's "Shock"

Gilgamesh's golden goblet suddenly tilted, the deep red wine staining the white stone slab with a bloody sheen. The Wise King Gilgamesh's pupils Tzimtzum slightly—this Uruk Keystone, blessed by the twelve Sumer Twelve Olympians, trembled like leaves in a storm.

A young girl wandered into the king's palace.

As she burst into the palace wrapped in a light green linen priestess's robe, the deep red tassels wrapped around her waist rustled like a sudden downpour. Her waist-length dark hair was tied up with a ribbon of the same color as the tassels, and the ends of her hair were still covered with fragments of clay slabs she had picked up in her haste to get there.

Beneath the red cloth forehead ornament, the tip of her nose, glistening with a thin layer of sweat, was slightly red, giving her usually dignified face, reminiscent of a crescent moon goddess, a rare touch of childlike innocence.

Most striking was the seven ears of wheat stalks tucked behind her ear—a token passed down through generations of the High Priests of Uruk. At this moment, the golden stalks trembled slightly with her rapid breathing, scattering fine dust of light under the glow of the Temple's eternal lamp.

A semi-transparent veil, stained with ochre and shaped like cuneiform characters, partially concealed the faintly visible sacred wedding tattoo on her neck. As she raised her ink-stained fingers to tidy up the scattered clay tablets, the twelve thin silver chains on her wrists clinked together, producing a clear, melodious sound similar to the flowing mist of the Euphrates River at night.

She was Siduri, a lady-in-waiting who served Gilgamesh.

"My King!" Siduri cried out to Gilgamesh, staggering as she clutched the mud tablet, "Look at the northern sky...!"

His cloak billowed wildly in the sudden, turbulent air. The Wise King Gilgamesh strode to the crystal window, his crimson eyes reflecting the collapsing starry sky.

Those unchanging star trails, like a pearl necklace torn apart by a child, leave silvery-white cracks in the indigo sky.

Further away, an untimely bright moon was expanding at a visible speed, its surface shimmering with liquid light, like a flowing river of light, flowing through its crevices.

"Sha Naqba Imuru!" Gilgamesh roared, brilliant divine markings appearing on his forehead. When he saw the faint, ethereal figure in the moonlight, his usually calm voice took on a rough, gritty quality. "A creator-level deity has descended, but it seems to be... the Greece moon god?"

His tone was clearly tinged with doubt. Of course, he knew who the Greece moon goddess was. If you brought up Zeus and said that Zeus, who unified the powers of all the Greece pantheons, had attained a divine nature of creation, he could understand it. But why the moon goddess?

Regardless, it was true that a divine being of the creation level had descended upon this land, which gave Gilgamesh a major headache.

The most troublesome thing on this land now is the gods. They are all incredibly troublesome, and then another god appears. Just from this moment's feeling, I can tell that it is definitely the most powerful god!

Even Gilgamesh, the proud king of Uruk, couldn't help but secretly pray that this new god hadn't come to cause trouble for humanity.

Just then, lightning flashed across the sky, and he sensed the power of thunder. This shocked Gilgamesh even more. This aura... Zeus? Why was it appearing on the moon goddess? Could it be that the moon goddess killed Zeus and stole Zeus power?

But is it really possible for something like this to happen?

Just as he was puzzled, that power suddenly disappeared again, the trembling earth returned to calm, and the phantom of the moon also vanished.

Gilgamesh breathed a sigh of relief, but also frowned.

"Get ready. We must gather intelligence thoroughly these next few days and see if there are any unusual occurrences in the vicinity!"

"What a joke!" The goddess Ishtar, whose entire body surged with the power of Venus, gripped the golden gunwale of the flying boat tightly, her beautiful nails scraping against the giant bow called "Heavenly Boat Maanna" with a grating sound.

The power she was so proud of, the power of dawn, was fading. The divine power based on nature and harvest, love, fertility, and war was also fading, as if it were about to turn back into its original form, a meaningless beginning.

What suffocated her even more was that the Venusian power, which she had previously been able to control at will, was now surging wildly within her body like a flock of frightened sheep.

The goddess's beautiful face twisted with shame and anger. "How dare a mere outsider... This is my sky!" She suddenly froze—from the cracks created by her Noble Phantasm, endless magical power emerged, the torn sky was engulfed by thunder, and then the cracks disappeared.

In that brief moment of thunderstorm, a ripple of divinity caused the radiance of the Noble Phantasm Ishtar had condensed at her fingertips to instantly dissipate.

She was the goddess among goddesses, so proudly believing that neither humans nor gods could compare to her, Ishtar. But now, a fourth god has descended upon this world, and the mere wisp of power emanating from this god has completely suppressed Ishtar's power!

Even though she wasn't descending in her true form at this moment, but Pseudo-Servant, an existence that descended through a human body, she was still a goddess, exercising the powers of a goddess. Her power still far surpassed that of humans, and even Servants, or even Grand Servant, could not compete with her in strength.

But even so, she was suppressed by this tiny wisp of divinity that flowed out!

Who... who is this?!

Could it be?!

Recalling that familiar feeling, she had a guess in her mind, but then dismissed it.