I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Chapter 365: The Ruler of Great Britain

There is also the skill [Leader of Great Britain].

The effect of this skill is that Artoria has an extra bonus within the territory of Britain, similar to the so-called "fame correction". For this reason, she specially went to a country outside of Great Britain to test it out.

In addition, she can transform her own power into spiritual power in the British land.

【The Last King (Fake)】This skill can only steal, not return.

In the previous battle, the reason why Artoria was able to easily defeat Nuada and St. George was because she absorbed a lot of spiritual power from the land beneath her feet to strengthen herself.

After the battle, Artoria returned the spiritual power she had robbed to the land, which made her current power much weaker than before.

I feel like these two skills correspond to the Hero God of Steel and the Dragon Snake respectively.

And then… although her strength was weakened after returning her spiritual energy, Artoria found that her strength increased again after killing Saint George and Nuada.

Now, even if she returned all the spiritual power she had taken from the land and continued to fight outside of Britain, her power would not be inferior to that of an ordinary godslayer.

Oh, by the way, although Altria defeated St. George, the man possessed by St. George is still alive and breathing.

With a casual healing spell, the man whose name she didn't even know was saved from danger, and then Artoria casually threw him away.

Artoria also saw that this was a person with great luck. He was possessed by the gods and survived the battle with the gods. So even if he was left on the side of the road, he should not die.

Artoria doesn't have the time to take care of an ordinary person, so she has already done her best to treat him.

As for what to do next...Altoria didn't have any idea.

According to the previous steps, she should first find out which world she is currently in. However, this time when she met the two disobedient gods, she already knew which world it was.

Today, Altria is located in England, in the middle of the west area of ​​Windsor Castle.

A Gothic vertical building stands here.

This is St. George's Chapel, which is said to have been built in the 15th century. It was a very popular building at that time. Since the 18th century, successive British monarchs have been buried here after their death. In addition, the tombs of many queens, princes and other royal members are also here.

There is more than one St. George's Church. There are also churches in Doncaster, England, Penang, Malaysia and other places.

Looking at the majestic building in front of her, Altria suddenly felt an urge to destroy it.

"The beliefs of a foreign race have actually developed and become widespread in this land... Such a weak country should simply be destroyed."

That's right, Artoria not only wants to destroy the building in front of her, but also wants to destroy the entire country.

Artoria hates weakness the most. Physical weakness is okay, but inner and spiritual weakness is simply unbearable to look at.

King Saber gave everything he had to protect this country, while King Darcy was eroded by the curse of the Holy Grail and showed the cold and ruthless side of the Knight King.

Strictly speaking, even after turning evil, Artoria still cares about this country, so what she really wants to do is not to destroy the country, but to kill the weak people who make her dissatisfied, so that the country can be destroyed and then rebuilt.

He didn't care at all how cruel his actions were.

Fortunately, she was not the real Altria Alter, and the part of her that was [Phoenix Feather of the Other] stopped this thought.

"I feel like I'm even more tyrannical than the real Hei Dai... Could it be that the God of Disobedience is also influencing me?"

As a transgressor who betrayed the myth and was born, the God of Disobedience will show a side opposite to that in the legend.

The warriors who defend the country will turn into bloodthirsty and violent beasts.

The brave man who saves the world will become the devil who destroys the world.

I should be considered a disobedient god now... Really, in the fan fiction I've read, the protagonists all came here to become godslayers. After all, godslayers are the protagonists of this world.

I am so unique...

Thinking of this, a sense of destruction rose in Artoria's heart again, but was then suppressed.

Although they had only toured half of the church, Artoria had no intention of staying any longer.

There wasn't much to see in the first place, and with so many people around, Artoria was afraid she might accidentally kill them all.

Now she is the God of Disobedience. It is no exaggeration to say that if she releases just a little bit of her breath, she can raze the nearby streets to the ground.

“What should I do next…?”

Turning around, Altria prepared to leave.

The inky black skirt fluttered slightly as Altria turned around, and the white patterns embroidered on the edge of the skirt looked like clouds slowly floating in the air.

Because she felt that the armor was too cumbersome, she changed the heavy dark armor into a light black dress with snow-white patterns embroidered on the sleeves and hems.

Suddenly, she stopped and looked in one direction as if she sensed something.

If an ordinary person follows her gaze, they can only see the foggy sky.

Only Artoria knew that in that direction, she had fought against two disobedient gods.

And now, there are a few more visitors on the battlefield.

"The protagonists of this world, the God-killers?"

Perhaps it was because of her identity as the (fake) Last King that she was able to sense the locations of all the God Slayers in this world, as if urging her to kill them all.

"There are four... five God Slayers that have appeared? One of them... doesn't seem to be in this timeline?"

Altria tilted her head in confusion.

Crossing timelines? Which God-killer is this? Does he even have such a power?

Having read fan fiction, she didn't know many God Slayers at all. She only knew the male protagonist who appeared the most times, the King of Swords, the King of Wolves, the King of Martial Arts, and at most the Black Prince.

She didn't recognize the others.

"Hmm? The God Slayers who arrived at the battlefield actually started fighting? Hmm... that's not really surprising."

Seeing this, Artoria lost interest in those guys.

"He's just a guy of this level."

Compared to those godslayers, Artoria now has more important things to do.

He took firm steps, and his expression was more serious than ever before.

Altria began to look for a hamburger shop nearby.

"I'm neither a knight nor a king right now, so those people at the Round Table can't control me at all. I can feel it! The giant hamburger is calling me!"

Chapter 366 Wolf King

The sky was dark and there was no sunlight.

It's not because it's night time now. You can see from the clock that it's a little after three o'clock, which is just after the hottest time of the day.

The sky is gray because there are thick dark clouds that cover all the sky within sight.

Thick dark clouds continued to sink as time passed, as if a storm was about to come.

Inside the hall, a group of people were kneeling on the ground, their faces pale with fear.

There is a huge table here. It seems that these people were having a meeting before, but due to a sudden change, they have become in this situation now.

This is a large magic society, and those who can hold meetings here are naturally the people with the highest status in the society. I am afraid they are well-known figures even in the magic world.

However, they were so humble in front of the figure at the door.

It was a man in armor with stubble on his chin.

However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the man was dead.

Perhaps his body, which had become strong due to long-term exercise in his life, was now skinny and bony, and a deathly aura so thick that it had condensed into substance lingered around him.

This is an undead.

Moreover, it is an undead at the level of a great knight.

In this world, unless one kills gods and becomes a godslayer, being a great knight is the limit of what humans can achieve.

There are also several great knights in this association, and they are currently among the group of people kneeling on the ground.

If it was just an undead at the level of a great knight, it wouldn't be worth making them so frightened.

What really frightened them was the master of the undead.

The oldest and most vicious godslayer.

In this oppressive atmosphere, no one dared to breathe.

Even though they were enveloped in a feeling of suffocation and their brains were close to fainting due to lack of oxygen, they did not dare to move or speak first.

It was in this atmosphere that the undead finally opened his mouth.

"How's the thing I asked you to do going?"

The undead made a harsh noise like nails scratching a blackboard, but what made them more panicked was the content of the words.

"This... is about investigating the identities of the two gods involved in the last mythical war..."

"That's not it."

The sudden interruption made the heart of the person who had just spoken beat violently... He thought he was going to be killed.

"I'm talking about... gathering gifted priestesses and summoning the disobedient gods."

"!!!"

The leader was shocked.

"Why did you suddenly stop caring about the previous God of Disobedience? And why did you summon a new God of Disobedience?"

Such questions lingered in his mind, but he didn't dare to ask.

He is not qualified to answer questions with questions. He has to answer whatever the other party asks.

"Well... because we needed to investigate the two disobedient gods who suddenly appeared, we transferred some personnel there, so... we don't have enough priestesses."

He lowered his head even lower.

Not getting a response from the other party, the leader felt cold all over, as if he saw a ferocious wolf standing in front of him, with its mouth wide open, ready to bite off his head in the next moment.

"But! We have already selected the candidates for the miko, and we will be able to bring them to you soon!"

The hall fell silent again.

The fear grew with every second.

If you anger that godslayer, death would be a mercy.

The most terrifying thing is that like the ghost in front of you, you will never be reborn. Even if your body decays, your soul will suffer endless slavery and torture.

The torment was not relieved until the undead spoke.

"Then I await your good news."

A cold purple-black death fog suddenly emerged from under the feet of the undead, wrapping the undead inside.

When the fog dissipated, the undead disappeared.

Outside the window, sunlight gradually penetrated the deep black clouds, making the atmosphere seem less depressing.

The people kneeling on the ground felt relieved and extremely grateful that they were alive again.

Of course, they did not take it lightly and began to search for priestesses who met the requirements from all over the world as quickly as possible.

These priestesses would probably suffer heavy casualties after successfully summoning the god of disobedience. It would be lucky if only a quarter of them survived.

Although these gifted witches basically belong to various associations or national forces, the one who wants these witches is the most evil godslayer, and they do not have the courage to refuse.

at the same time.

In a dense jungle, a man was sitting on the ground.

He was wearing a well-fitting suit inside, a long windbreaker outside, and white gloves, looking like a gentleman, but his eyes were filled with a wild and fierce light that was completely contrary to his clothes, and his gray hair was combed back.

Beside him, crouched a gray wolf that was bigger than a horse, and he placed his hand on the giant wolf's head, stroking its fur.

This old man is the oldest and most evil godslayer.

Sacha Dejansdal-Vauban.

Also known as the Marquis of Vauban.

In the nearly three hundred years since his birth, he has killed dozens of disobedient gods, and no one knows how much power he has gained.