Medusa spoke with a mocking expression, letting out a series of chilling laughs.
In response to her laughter, a tremendous roar came from all directions of the ruins.
A three-headed giant dog emerged from behind the collapsed building on the left.
Three dog heads, each as big as a bus.
Saliva dripped from his mouth, and his teeth gleamed with a metallic sheen.
Its back was covered with venomous snakes, their heads twitching nervously in the air.
Its tail was a thick, black giant snake, its forked tongue flicking out.
Cerberus.
Three-Headed Hound of the Underworld.
From the top of the ruins on the right, a huge shadow swooped down.
A giant raptor with a wingspan of over thirty meters, darkening the sky.
Its feathers alternate between dark brown and copper gold, and its wingtips cut through the air with a sharp, piercing sound.
Its beak is curved like a hook, and its eyes are a burning crimson.
Caucasian Eagle
Another enormous figure emerged from the ruins ahead.
The golden fur shimmered against the dark red sky.
A male lion.
It was more than ten times the size of a normal lion.
The golden mane looked as if it were cast from real gold, each strand radiating a metallic sheen.
As it stepped out, the gravel and asphalt beneath its feet were crushed into powder.
The Nemean Golden Lion.
The first opponent in Heracles' God Hand.
A mythical beast from the Age of Gods, impervious to swords and spears.
From the ruins further down the street came a hissing sound like a tidal wave.
Nine snake heads emerged from behind the ruins.
Each snake head was as big as a small car.
The snake's body was covered in jet-black scales, from which a fluorescent green liquid—venom—seeped.
The Lernaean Hydra.
Hydra.
Besides these four, many more figures were moving around in various corners of the ruins.
Two-headed giant dog, composite mythical beast, two-headed venomous snake.
Although their full forms are obscured, each one possesses a powerful magical effect.
Dr. Roman's voice trembled during the communication.
"Each one's magical reaction is no less than that of a top- Servant... This quantity... This quality..."
" Roman."
Olga Marie's voice cut in.
Very calm, so calm that it didn't seem like the reaction one would expect in this situation.
"Analysis can be done later. Now give me the shortest escape route."
"Director?"
"Run!"
Olga Marie turned around, her long silver hair swaying in an arc.
"Everyone, retreat immediately!"
No need for a second time.
Ritsuka Fujimaru turned and ran.
Mash held up her shield behind her.
Cú Chulainn made the last move, but he didn't run immediately.
All the Runes on the staff lit up.
He waved his staff in the direction of Medusa.
Five blue Runes shot out from the tip of the staff, forming a straight line in the air as they flew toward Cerberus.
The three heads of the three-headed dog opened their mouths simultaneously and spewed out a ball of black flame.
The fire and the Runes collided, creating a significant explosion.
However, the three-headed dog only swayed its body and was not seriously injured.
Cú Chulainn cursed and turned to follow the retreating direction.
Medusa did not pursue them.
As she watched the four people flee, a dangerous glint appeared in her golden snake eyes.
The corners of her mouth curved upwards slightly.
Then she raised her hand and made a gesture towards the magical beasts around her.
Chase.
But don't kill.
Take it slow, like hunting.
The Caucasian Eagle was the first to move.
With a flap of its enormous wings, the raptor, with a wingspan of thirty meters, accelerated through the air, instantly soaring over the top of the ruins and swooping down towards the four people fleeing ahead.
The speed is ridiculously fast.
Mash was the first to react.
She only saw the sky above her darken for a moment.
Mash instinctively raised her shield.
The eagle's claws slammed into the shield.
The impact slammed Mash into the ground, cracking the asphalt beneath her feet into a spiderweb pattern.
"Ugh...!"
The eagle's claws retracted.
The eagle pulled up, drawing a large arc in the air, preparing for its second dive.
"Run! Don't stop!"
Cú Chulainn turned around and unleashed three Runes.
The three Runes chased after the divine eagle and flew up.
But the Divine Eagle was too fast; the three Runes lost track of it after only two seconds.
The Nemean Golden Lion caught up on the ground.
The golden body moved through the ruins, each step like a heavy truck moving at full speed.
Everything beneath its feet—broken bricks, broken steel bars, collapsed walls—was crushed to dust.
Cú Chulainn turned around again.
This time, he raised his staff, and the tip of the staff lit up with runes completely different from ordinary Runes.
Primordial Rune.
The oldest form of word Magecraft passed down from Odin, the chief god of Northern Europe mythology.
Three Primordial Rune shot out from the tip of the staff, unfolding into three enormous blue magic circles in the air.
The magic circle descended upon the golden lion.
The effect is constraint.
Three magic circles landed on the golden lion, and blue runes wrapped around its limbs.
The golden lion's speed has slowed down.
Its body was stretched by the magic circle for two seconds.
Then a layer of golden light burst forth from the golden fur.
The three Primordial Rune binding arrays shattered simultaneously.
Blue rune fragments were scattered all over the ground.
The golden lion flicked its mane and continued its chase.
Cú Chulainn's red eyes narrowed slightly.
"Even the Primordial Rune couldn't stop it?"
The Nemean Golden Lion.
The first of the God Hand of Heracles.
The lion's golden fur negates all weapons created by human civilization.
Although Rune Magecraft is a technology from the Age of Gods, it is still " Magecraft " in essence.
Before the Golden Lion, Magecraft is also "a creation of humankind".
Therefore, it is invalid.
Cú Chulainn then unleashed two more Primordial Rune.
It's still the same.
The golden lion didn't even slow down anymore; a flash of golden light appeared on its golden fur, and the Primordial Rune shattered.
"Whispering sound."
Cú Chulainn gritted his teeth, abandoned his attack on the Golden Lion, and turned to continue running.
rear.
The Nine-Headed Serpent Hydra, snaked its way through the ruins, its nine heads divided into three groups, flanking from three directions.
The three snake heads on the far left sprayed fluorescent green venom forward.
The venom was sprayed onto the road, and the asphalt immediately began to bubble and melt, emitting a pungent stench.
"Don't touch that green liquid!"
Roman's voice called out over the communicator.
"That's Hydra venom; contact with it is fatal!"
Ritsuka Fujimaru ran with her head down, her footsteps crunching on the broken bricks.
The shadow of the Caucasian Eagle loomed overhead once again.
The second dive.
Mash couldn't see its trajectory.
That's too fast.
Its massive body, with a wingspan of thirty meters, completed the turn in mid-air with almost no deceleration, plunging straight down like a missile with feathers.
Mash can only rely on her intuition now.
The lingering combat instincts within her Spirit Origin told her to look to the upper left.
She raised the shield to the upper left.
The eagle's claws slammed down.
It's heavier than the first time.
Mash's feet sank into the asphalt, and her knees nearly buckled.
Sparks flew from the shield's surface.
"Ugh...!"
The eagle retracts its talons, pulls up, and prepares for its third dive.