Typhon, who was about to take on a human form, looked back at her, and the humanoid fantasy species with bright purple eyes smiled softly.
132: The astringent feeling will become boring if you eat too much
"My name is Typhon Efmilos, yes, yes—"
"This breath, are you a dragon like Zme Golinich?"
Originally, Typhon intended to be tougher and more indifferent, but when she looked directly at the white-haired human named Attila with her own body, she truly felt a breath of terror looking at her from afar.
A chill ran through my body and a shiver went up my back.
But she quickly realized that it was not herself, but the power of Zeus that she had stolen, that was causing the uncontrollable desire for defense.
It was as if if this person stayed like this for a while, the entire vision would turn into a blanket of white... The red-haired girl had this illusion.
"No, I am, ah, not..." Typhon, who was indifferent at the beginning, suddenly became weak and spoke with a stuttering voice, "I am not Zeus, I am not a Greek god, please, no, don't kill me..."
"Avia, this situation..."
The white-haired girl blinked her eyes, as if to say that she really did nothing and that this happened inexplicably.
When Avia saw that Typhon couldn't even raise his head when he saw Attila, he guessed the reason. Perhaps it was because the terror that the giant left to the Greek gods more than 10,000 years ago was too deep, which led to Typhon, who stole Zeus's design to gain power, feeling fear involuntarily.
But speaking of the Titans, he remembered that when he met Odin before, he said that there was a possibility of breaking the seal on the moon for some reason.
In other words, Cellfa might reappear... Although Avia promised Odin that she would solve the problem herself, who can go to the sky in this era, let alone reach space.
Then Avia can only hope that the alien key in the giant ruins currently located in the Alps in Western Europe can allow him to travel to the moon in this era.
The Alien Key is a foreign object that exists in the Type-Moon World. Although it is of the same nature as the wandering planet, its essence is the same as the "guiding power" that Attila and Emperor Karl felt during their lifetime.
It was because Charlemagne of the Type-Moon world came into contact with the alien key in the ruins of the Titans during his travels, saw the life of Attila, and also knew that it was his destiny to unify Western Europe.
Combined with the fact that Archimedes' analysis of the alien star key in FEXL showed that it was harmless to the MC, and the royal power dedicated to dealing with wandering stars was not activated, it means that it is unlikely to be something from a wandering star.
However, since the "guiding power" allowed Charlemagne to see his destiny to unify Western Europe, it is not difficult to infer that the alien key is the same or similar existence as the planet's will. In other words, it may be necessary to guide Attila to transform into the "Scourge of God" to severely damage both Eastern and Western Rome.
Moreover, the world that Emperor Karl the Great dreams of is a system in which all human values are integrated as a whole, that is to say, it is no different from the materialized Alaya... and Heavenly Voice Assimilation is the special skill of Alien Key. It is because Alien Key transforms Emperor Karl the Great's original 'leadership temperament' into a powerful assimilation ability, assimilating the 'spirit' and 'soul' of the followers and making them submit. Unlike 'brainwashing', it will not change the values of the assimilated.
Previously, the reason why Avia had never gone to the Giant God ruins in the Alps was because he was worried that his early contact would cause some kind of impact. However, since he learned that Kiara had come to the world early and that the Giant God might break the seal and other information, he no longer cared.
However, Avia felt that they could wait a while. After all, it might not be good for Attila to leave again just after coming back. It would be better to wait for a while.
Then, looking at the red-haired girl who had become much weaker, Avia smiled gently, the same smile he had just given to Attila.
"Typhon, why are you so scared all of a sudden? You are the first dragon of Greece, the ancestor of all demons. After all, Attila was defeated by me."
"really."
The white-haired girl said this coldly and clearly without any hesitation.
Somehow, the red-haired girl was startled and her whole body froze.
".....Of course I don't, how could I possibly have one?"
"Really? So everything that just happened was fake."
"Who will tell you this human being honestly?"
Coming back to his senses, Typhon said in a pretentious manner with his arms folded, and the natural result was that the silver-haired young man deepened the smile in his eyes.
"You're admitting it by saying that, and you've never called yourself 'I' before. Why did you suddenly become like this?"
“Eh…Ah!”
Typhon came to his senses and covered his mouth with his hands. Perhaps because he couldn't find any words to explain, the girl frowned and sulked.
But Avia didn't care and continued to pursue the victory.
"Remember you said you wanted to eat me? But it seems impossible."
"..........Ah, you are the most annoying human being. Sooner or later, I will really eat you!"
Although the red-haired girl gritted her teeth, she was aware that the tension in her subconscious had relaxed.
"I can see that you are getting better, Typhon."
To Typhon's surprise, this time Attila was the first to laugh.
"Although I don't know what Avia said to you, I think we will help you no matter what it is. Avia promised you."
The white-haired girl's smile was extremely sincere.
But at this moment, Typhon felt the same as Altluki did before. This guy is definitely showing off, right?
Damn it, this is so unacceptable.
"I, I know."
Although Typhon had a smile on his face, his tone sounded a little irritated, as if he couldn't get over something.
.........
"I never thought that this so-called Greek Dragon Ancestor, the ancestor of all demons, would be so easy to deal with... This was completely unimaginable before."
When Meli first saw Typhon, his expression, eyes, and the heart hidden within all looked like rotten wood and dead ashes, reduced and worn down by years of seals. Yet, such a pure-blooded dragon now looked like a human being.
In fact, you don’t have to think too much to know that given Typhon’s personality, no one would feel threatened at all.
This is true. All I can say is that love will take away a person's judgment and ability.
However, when seeing this green feeling, and observing with the help of Rheingold, the immature flower magician felt as if he had been forced to eat a bunch of candies until he was full.
Although I really like eating it, after a long time...I still feel a little irritated.
133: Take Persia before North Africa is conquered
The place where Avia lived at that time was probably just a tent used as a temporary residence for people born in the Roman Empire.
This is normal. On the steppes of East Europe, the Huns did not have a fixed residence, but they had tents made of felt and sheepskin. The interior of the tent was blue and there was a wool carpet.
Although I have only been back once in several years since I went to Western Rome with Attila, every time I come back, I still feel like I'm back home.
The season was now well into summer, and the breeze that blew in through the open doorway was warm and pleasant, cooled by the surrounding greenery of the grasslands, and carrying a verdant green fragrance with it.
The silver-haired young man felt the comfortable breeze and turned his gaze from outside to inside the tent.
The sounds of training, rest and many people talking form the noisy and lively daily hustle and bustle of this place, drifting into the tent with the wind.
In front of Avia's sight was a simple map of Europe.
Earlier, he received news that the "Bagoda Movement" that had lasted for more than a year in Gaul had been suppressed. It was also estimated that the death toll was about hundreds of thousands. After all, the most prosperous city in Gaul was razed to the ground. He could probably guess that it was Kiara who took action.
It is normal for him to have such strength since he was able to seriously injure Kishua a hundred years ago, but the question is, why did he take action now?
Avia, who really couldn't think of an answer, put this question aside and focused his thoughts on the Hun Empire and the Eastern and Western Roman Empires.
In fact, in terms of economic strength, Western Rome was not as good as Eastern Rome. After the establishment of Constantinople, the emerging cities in the east and the more active trade widened the gap between the East and the West. The East supplied silk, jewelry and grain to the West, but the West only had people and war horses and nothing else to exchange. The number of gold coins was also decreasing... This was maintainable when the empire had not yet split, but now it has split.
Since the third century, natural disasters such as famine, disease, and floods have been more common in Europe than before. At first, the support from the church could still support it, but as time went on, it was natural that there would be secret deductions.
In addition, although there has never been a serious uprising due to the Christian faith, and even various people have been converted to Christianity, the church itself has discriminated against the later "barbarians" over time. Since there are almost no later "barbarians" who believe in Christianity among the senior members of the church, this has further aggravated the internal unspoken discrimination policy.
What's more, the Western Roman Empire's reliance on the church obviously caused political chaos. The Roman emperor was still the same emperor, but the Roman Empire was no longer the same empire... But even so, it was by no means something that the Hun Empire at the moment could contend with.
After all, this is a world with magic and other abilities.
So, Avia has already made up his mind. He does not intend to transform the Huns, who have retained a lot of tribal blood-related political power, into the prototype of a centralized political state.
Therefore, when everything is over, what will become of Europe depends on the choices made by the Romans who have lost their empire, the Germanic peoples spread all over the place, or the Huns who have a new empire.
Well, let's just wait and see when the Vandals will attack North Africa, the food lifeline of the Western Roman Empire.
By that time, the people in Western Rome would naturally be in turmoil, and it would be the best time to attack Western Rome.
Although the "Bagoda Movement" was brutally suppressed, it also indirectly reflected that the Christian faith that had lasted for many years could no longer contain the anger of all classes within the Western Empire, and that successive uprisings would sooner or later break out in various parts of Western Rome.
So Avia decided to turn his attention to the Sassanid Empire in West Asia to see if he could occupy Persia before North Africa was occupied by the Vandals, a branch of the Germanic people.
"Oh? Someone's coming?"
Just as the silver-haired young man was planning his future development, at this moment, a breath of air appeared at the Dnieper River completely unconcealed.
"However, this aura is from a dead apostle. Is it because of Ji Jun?"
This made Avia smile unconsciously and naturally and shook his head.
"You still have to go and see the uninvited guests."
........
On the steppes of Eastern Europe, on the Dnieper River, the fourth largest river in Europe, there is a boat floating on the water.
Its scale can be said to be a groundbreaking product, with a total length of one hundred meters.
The total width is 21 meters and the total tonnage reaches 63,000 tons. No matter which value, it tells the scale of this ship, which is like a pure white castle.
It has seven floors in total, and is said to be able to accommodate about two thousand people. With such a size, it can remain motionless even in the face of wind and waves, and the people inside will not even feel the slightest shaking.
Just looking up, it seems as if I am about to lose my sense of distance, for this -
In the sunlight just after noon, the blond man, White Knight Brad, stared at the big ship in front of him, or more precisely, the man wearing a red cap and holding a cane at the bow, with a disdainful smile on his face.
"It is you, indeed. But I have no interest in your blood, Van Phimm."
Having said that, Brad did not underestimate Van Feim, one of the oldest dead apostles. The seven demon castles he created were huge weapons with a curse concentration high enough to cause physical destruction.
In the second adventure, Van Pheum only operated the magic city and used the concept of repulsion to directly block Zagros who used the power of Typhon. In the end, he even used only one magic city to beat Zagros, who was renamed Bai Ruolong, into the sea to bleed. This was the strength before the door of the magic city was opened.
Although the gods have been weakened in modern times, their strength can still be considered strong.
However, the White Knight Brad, who was able to destroy the Fifth Demon City personally, naturally has the corresponding strength.
"It's completely exposed, although I don't care at all." Van Feim grinned, smiling without any pretense. "I came here to visit Lord Jijun. I wonder if the White Knight can tell him."
"Master Ji will not welcome you."
The White Knight, who showed no respect to the Fourteenth Ancestor, suddenly emitted a faint blue light on the Dnieper River facing him that was clearly visible even in the daytime, and gradually formed an illusory ship with murderous intent, with many human figures on top - this was Brad's inherent barrier, the Ghost March.
"Although I came here with sincerity, I am not the kind of person who will surrender without a fight. I will avenge my beloved daughter today."
Van Phimme's salute marked his declaration of war, and the blue handkerchief on his chest swayed like a rose.
But just when it was about to happen——
"Brad, who is this?"
What happened next was somewhat beyond Van Phim's expectations. After all, in his perception, the person who suddenly arrived was just a human being. But for some reason, the White Knight, who could be considered an antique, behaved very respectfully.
The respect was so great that the inherent barrier that was about to be prepared was immediately lifted.
This inevitably made Van Feim wonder, could it be that this person was actually Ji Jun's soul in a human body? But he shouldn't not recognize me...
"Mr. Avia, this is Van Phimm, who is ranked 14th among us in the Famous Church."
The reason why the White Knights respect Avia is not only because he allowed them to get a place to live and get blood, but also because of Avia's powerful strength. After all, as the ancestor of the Dead Apostles, if he and the Black Knight wanted to do so, it would be easy. But Lord Ji Jun didn't allow it, which made the Royal Guards and the two knights have to live by sucking the blood of animals.
The real reason for respect was for Lady Artelucci. After all, he had watched with his own eyes in Constantinople as his master carried this human on his back and kept him in the house where he lived for several months. He even saw Lady Ai Ertuqi trying to bite Avia but giving up from time to time...
"I understand."
Then, the silver-haired young man looked up at Van Phimm at the bow and said this.
"I wonder if Van Phimme would be willing to invite me on board?"
"This is a rare opportunity, and I am naturally very happy to do so."
134: Artluqi, you are just a failure
