Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

"impossible! impossible! How could Cerberus, the three-headed dog from hell, appear in modern times! This is a mythical beast that has been extinct for thousands of years after the age of gods faded.——！！"

Amreth sat down on the ground.

The terrifying sense of oppression made him forget to breathe for a moment.

That is a creature that is impossible for humans to understand.

Those chaotic eyes like a storm.

Those sharp teeth like mountains.

All of this is telling the unknown.

It is the watchdog of Hades and heralds the presence of death.

"Oh, there is nothing that cannot be understood. If there is, it is just that your cognition is not at that level."

Molan walked up to the three-headed hell dog. He stretched out his hand as if stroking his own pet. It was so natural that it was terrifying.

The problem was that the three-headed hell dog didn't resist.

It even lay down.

"No, no - that's not true! This is not true! This is illusion! is fake! You're bluffing me!"

Amreth was so crazy that he began to talk nonsense.

The powerful pressure from the divine beast made him unable to even think, and he could only deny it in the most one-sided and direct way.

Instinct drove him to leave here.

Just like those who encountered disasters before the Age of Gods Human beings can only flee in front of the destiny of nature.

Looking at Amreth who was running away in a panic,

Moran showed a playful smile on his face:

"If it is true or false, please open your eyes and look carefully. Go, clean up a bit"

"Roar——！"

The three-headed hell dog steps out on all fours.

It chased in the direction Amreth had left.

Fantasy seeds from the Age of Gods are running through the streets of London, and no one will believe it if I tell you about it.

But the fact is, this is what happened

"Without the power and blessing of Hades, the king of Hades, the Cerberus born was indeed inferior to the mythical beast. Although it has weakened a lot in terms of intensity, it can definitely be called a disaster in modern times."

Molan looked at the direction in which the three-headed hell dog left.

He was not worried about this matter at all.

After all, it was the famous three-headed hell dog.

It was easy to hunt the magician.

As for the people in the clock tower? He won't observe it, and he doesn't care about it at all. Even if he is found to be controlling the three-headed hell dog, is it possible that they can still designate his seal?

Generating a three-headed hell dog is not Moran's limit.

If he is conservative, he can generate three or more in an instant.

Moreover, these three-headed hell dogs can choose whether to remain in the world according to Moran's wishes.

Even if three three-headed hell dogs are not enough,

Moran can also prepare in advance to breed a group of them. With the army of Warcraft, it won't be a problem even if they blast the clock tower.

Of course, he has always advocated friendly relations.

If someone blindly provokes him, Moran doesn't mind inviting an army of God-era Warcraft to fight.

"Classmate Moran, that three-headed dog from hell.....do not care?"

"Don't worry, it will disappear later, and you don't have to worry about it causing any riots in London. I'm not a terrorist, I like peace the most!"

Molan smiled like a spring breeze.

Washing away the worries lingering in Camus's heart.

As a magician, she could guess Amreth's fate.

However, Camus thought that Moran was not wrong.

Just now, Moran blocked her. The heroic figure in front of her made her heart throb even now when she recalled it.

Unfortunately, when she looked at Moran walking in front of her, the originally good atmosphere turned sour due to Amrez's intervention. She wanted to ask Moran to the coffee shop. The idea also came to nothing.

However, this is not a problem.

Moran and she are both students in El-Melloi's classroom.

After that, he will definitely have a chance......

When Moran and Camus embarked on the ambiguous return journey, Amreth presented another scene.

Running in a panic through the streets of London.

All the magic power is injected into the legs and bursts out at amazing speed.

His internal organs screamed as if they were being torn apart.

Excessive driving of the body causes pain to spread throughout the body.

Even at this point, Amreth still desperately wanted to stay away from the horrific place just now.

"Phew....call! Fake! It must be fake!"

Amleth clung to this thought.

It was as if this was the only way he could escape.

He ran staggeringly.

Running on this deserted street.

How could that guy with inferior blood be able to control the divine beast? He must have used some means to mislead himself!

Whenever Amres thinks like this, the image of a ferocious monster as sharp as a mountain peak, as well as hot and ferocious will flash in his mind.

I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out.

Almost. It drives people crazy.

In the face of that kind of terror, they lose the confidence to remain normal and can only run wildly like a lost dog. Abandoning reason, self, and dignity.

Keep running and running in order to survive.

Plop——!!

Finally, it reached the point where even the body functions could not support it.

He fell heavily on the muddy grass.

Unknowingly, he had reached the edge of the suburbs.

"——Haha, ahhahaha, hahahaha!"

Amreth fell to his knees and laughed loudly.

It was as if he was releasing all the emotions accumulated in his heart.

Although he didn't want to do this

, he would definitely go crazy if he didn't.

After regaining his reason and swallowing the bitterness and despair, Amleth just looked up to the sky and laughed like this.

This laughter contained irreversible loss.

Because the darkness was creeping.

It was thousands of times hotter than the fireballs he threw, and the death-threatening monsters from the underworld were constantly approaching.

No matter where he ran, it was useless - when Amres came back to his senses, he heard the sound of rumbling footsteps and felt like something was coming out of the darkness.

Strange, this was so strange. There was something unknown around him. The feeling was dyed a hot red.

The severe pain made the whole body beat like a spring.

The body, consciousness, vision, and the world were all spinning like an emergency light.

In the end, Eminem Reis discovered it.

His body was burning like firewood!

"Ah ah ah ah ah——！！！"

The screams were swallowed up by the wave of flames.

A charred, human-like thing fell to the ground.

I couldn't move my hands or feet.

They were twisted into immovable shapes.

Only pain filled the eyeballs.

The sound of fat exploding came from the wild fields on the outskirts.

In the end, the ignorant Amres did not realize that it was the outcome of the filth flowing from his body........

Ps: To express my apology to all readers, the author has updated eight chapters in a row today. I hope everyone can calm down.

The next chapter enters the simulation. This second simulation is the plot of the protagonist making up for the regrets of the first simulation and confronting the machine god head-on.

There will be no shortage of explosive plots.

I would like to say something weakly (begging humbly). The author has apologized so sincerely. Can you give me some flowers and monthly tickets?

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