Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 377 Zeus, please sit down
The monster and the master escaped from the shattered barrier at the same time, and the three separated.

Compared to Ritsuka and Hercules who are in good condition, Typhon is obviously in worse condition.

Blood and broken flesh piled up into mountains, and poisonous saliva dripped, splashing the mountains with filth.

They were roaring in pain, one of which made a human voice, while the rest were a mixture of wolf howls, lion roars, cow moos, snake hisses, and leopard roars, all of which were extremely shrill and unusual.

This made the players who saw the live broadcast, and even Barol himself, feel strange.
So--

【In the end what happened? 】

Time goes back to before the Holy Grail War begins tonight.
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[War between Balor and Typhon]

In the later stages of the battle that the players could not observe, Balor and Typhon were stuck in a stalemate with no clear winner.

However, all this changed because of an "accident".

"Now, the scenery inside can't be seen from the outside."

After the battle between the two sides killed all matter around the wasteland and created a [void], Typhon suddenly lost his will to fight.

At almost the same time, Barol also closed his magic eye.

Perhaps it was difficult for the outside viewers to see the problem, but as someone who had fought Typhon himself, Barol knew it.

Typhon had no intention of killing himself from the beginning.

"No matter what we do, we can't tell who's the winner."

He looks like a young man with black hair and a bun, Typhon said lightly with a face that looked tired and exhausted.

“So, cooperate.”

"I will fulfill your dream, and you come to help me."

Balor: "Huh?!"

Barrol couldn't help but look up as if he had heard some huge joke.

"You? You know my dream!?"

The sky and the earth were shaking, and the space was filled with the sound of shattering glass.

The evil god looked at the enemy with a cruel smile and taunted him with a grim face.

"How can you, a mama's boy, understand me?!"

"Can you understand my lifelong pursuit as an evil god?"

"Can you go as far as I can?!"

"Can you do it? No! It's impossible! Only me! Only I can save Celtic!"

Barol shouted at the top of his lungs.

“You don’t understand at all! Only I! I——”

"You just want to sit on the throne of Celtic mythology forever and fuck all the beautiful women in the world."

"Hey, hey, hey, you kid, don't you understand?"

The speed of speech was quite fast, and Barrol answered immediately.

Typhon looked calm and emotionless, while Barol looked a little surprised and delighted.

"Hahaha, you're right~!" Barol laughed. "A person's life on earth is only a hundred years, and gods can only stretch the length of time hundreds or thousands of times. To humans, gods are omnipotent, but to gods, there are always better people."

"That's why I don't bother thinking about that shit."

Balor pokes himself in the head.

"Play with women, seize power, I will kill everyone I dislike, fuck everyone I like, and then live in a daze until the universe is destroyed. This is my way of survival."

"What the hell is this final trial of humanity? I don't give a shit about it. If you dare to attack me, I'll kill all the men and fuck all the women."

Barrol waved his hand and then pressed his palm against his chest.

"So~~~" Barol bent over, and the burly man who looked quite handsome looked at Typhon with a humble and pleading look.

"Just obey me, Typhon. Let me kill you and devour you, and then I will let you ascend the throne of the king of the world. You have no other thoughts than fulfilling the wishes of your mother Gaia, right? There is no point in living, right?"

The strong man touched his head.

His face was ferocious, with crisscrossing black battle lines revealing his features. The bulge on his temple was too difficult to describe. He didn't treat people as human beings. He was like a moving natural disaster, like a deranged lunatic.

The evil god Balor is like, no - an unpredictable god of death!! A god of killing!!

Completely disregarding the life and death and dignity of others, doing evil as one pleases.

The difference from similar beings, such as Ryomen Sukuna, is that.
Barrol, he is indeed so strong!

Enough to overpower the world——Strong!!! However, the existence of someone who dared to ignore that [Strong] also descended into this space.

“I have things I want to do, too.”

Typhon spoke up.

"Barol, what were you doing during the Holy Grail War a few days ago?"

"Huh? You'll know just by looking at it?" Barol raised an eyebrow and pulled open his Hawaiian-style jacket.

"Of course it's [Chao]!"

?

The worst killer in the world, of course.

"When you come to a new era, of course you have to tinker with your style. Look at this hairstyle, look at this clothing!"

Barrol suddenly made a slightly awkward movement, sat on the stone platform behind him, supported his face with his hands, raised his fingers, clenched his other hand into a fist, placed it on the base of his thigh, and crossed his legs slightly.

"Brother Typhon, how handsome and cool is the Baror in front of you? Hahahaha!!"

".I don't know." Typhon frowned.

"Ha!——" Barol did not mock Typhon's stupidity, but continued, "【Style】, 【Power】, with these, people will give me 【Power】, let me fuck the women I want to fuck, and then they will kneel down and submit to me spontaneously."

Then, he said with a crooked mouth.

"Then, I can go and kill all the Celtic gods in such a cool way!"

That's right.

A few days after the Holy Grail War began.

The Celtic pantheon was turned upside down by Balor.

The tragedy was so tragic that it was no exaggeration to say that there was blood flowing everywhere.

Outrageous, bad, and arrogant.

This is Barol.

"I have put in so much effort to realize my dream, what about you?"

In response to Balor's question, Typhon raised his empty eyes.

"Before coming here, I had a talk with Zeus."

"roar~"

The name of the Greek God King appeared, but as an elder, Barol did not take him seriously and just snorted.

"and then?"

"I just wanted to talk to him."

Typhon lowered his eyes, as if recalling what happened at that time.

In the days before the Holy Grail War, neither Barol nor Typhon showed up, precisely because as "Resurrectees" they had too many things to do.

Barol slaughtered the gods to create his own form.

Typhon did not make a big fuss, but quietly sneaked into Mount Olympus - on the day when Ritsuka and Hercules fought.

The first day of the Holy Grail War.

[Such a big commotion even destroyed most of Mount Olympus, why didn't the Greek gods show up? 】

The answer to the question at that time was revealed.

Because Typhon was there at the time.

His thoughts gradually went back to the past, back to that night, when the God King with a stern face slowly picked up the divine thunder in front of him.

Typhon sat in a chair beneath the throne.

What did I say?

Typhon tried to remember.

oh.
yes.
Zeus

He raised his hand slightly, palm up, fingertips pointing towards the throne of Zeus in front of him.

explain..
【Please sit down.】

(End of this chapter)