Heretic God
"Who's moving? Heretic God or Godslayer?"
Erica muttered doubtfully, facing the wild boar, she knew exactly what such a terrifying existence was, even a Great Knight was no match.
She was grateful that what she was facing was not the real Heretic God. Otherwise, she would probably kneel down in fright, and along with that, Erica really liked the one who was called the Great Night in Italy. The legend of Paolo Blandelli's fight against the Divine Beasts is also questionable.
Was it something humans could fight against?
The confused Erica ignored Rito's departure.
Cooperating with the map that was accidentally applied to this world, Rito spent half an hour wandering around the town, confirming the fact that Kusanagi Godou wasn't in this town, and he most likely had already left for Sardinia.
Even though his hopes were slim, Rito still tried to intercept Godou before he achieved his goal and snatched the Prometheus Grimoire, and for the Heretic God's fight, he also had to go to Sardinia.
Rito lingers outside the station before deciding that taking the train to Sardinia is not going to work.
Whether it was identification that might be used, or a god-slaying weapon like the True Longinus, taking the train was already a naïve choice.
After spending a lot of time searching, Rito finally rented a car, and the other party was willing to take him to Sardinia for 500 euros, which was a long journey. According to the other party, the price was very reasonable.
Rito had no other choice.
By the time he arrived at his destination, the sky was already dark, and it was pitch black, but Rito didn't rest, right now he could stay up all night because of nerves. For a while, he could guarantee that his soul would be fine.
The small town of Oliena, with its green forests and beautiful springs, has a population of less than 10,000.
Rito has absolutely no desire to enjoy it, nor does he have the capital to enjoy it.
It was late at night when he walked from where the car arrived to the city, Rito took a break and waited until dawn. There were no residences on the map, so he had to ask for directions. After a long time, he finally got the result.
Lucretia Zola lives near the forest next to the city.
No one knows that she is a witch, and the locals only think of her as a special existence, beautiful and mysterious, who lives near the forest.
Rito saw a target in the distance, and Godou came out of the log house where Lucretia lived.
He didn't have a Prometheus Grimoire in his hands, and his backpack looked loose, and it shouldn't look like this with the size of the Prometheus Grimoire.
Without Verethragna and Erica, Godou saved a lot of time, and he might not even have known about the disaster that had occurred.
Rito had originally appeared in this world quite late. Previously it took a lot of time to rent a car and ask for directions, and the car was not as fast as a train.
Lucretia had not handed the Prometheus Grimoire to Godou, was it because Verethragna had never met Godou, or because Rito was producing the butterfly effect? Or is the system silently increasing the difficulty?
Rito didn't know, the only thing he knew was that he couldn't take the Prometheus Grimoire that fell into Lucretia's hands for herself, unless he spent his trump card to get another one? He would face the biggest gamble of not wanting to gamble anymore.
Rito takes another rented vehicle and drives to the famous ancient ruins of Sardinia. It is said that the Phoenicians there once believed in Melqart, but then the Romans came and conquered him.
Rito rummaged through his memories of the Campione World, and after comparing it to the legends of this world, he felt that this was the most likely place for Melqart to heal his injuries.
Previously, there was a battle between Melqart and Verethragna, Melqart disbanded Verethragna's incarnation, causing him to lose his memory and most of his powers, and Verethragna took the Golden Sword through Melqart's body.
Received a strike from the divinity-cutting Golden Sword, but Melqart was only badly injured.
Rito subconsciously clenched the True Longinus in his hand.
Right now, it was not the time to seek out the badly injured Melqart and kill him when he was unprepared. He couldn't become a Godslayer at all. Once the system disowned him, he would lose all capital.
Since he couldn't try anymore, Rito lay down and rested. During this time, he was too tired and needed to recharge his energy.
If Melqart recovered, or Verethragna came to him, those phenomena would be enough to awaken Rito.
Directly beneath the ground where Rito lay was an underground shrine.
A spring emerged from the ground, and a strong man sat on the altar by the water. Raising his head, as if he saw Rito through the thick ground, and lowered his head again.
He was dressed in rough, tattered clothing and a leather breastplate, and tattered robes, with a Golden Sword stuck in his muscular chest.
"What kind of spear is that? Longinus? It doesn't look like it. It seems to be of no use except for the sharpness… It really is a big heart to come here with such a purpose and then sleep." The giant closed its eyes and tried its best to heal its wounds.
The Golden Sword in his chest gradually became illusory, but at this speed, it would take a long time for his wounds to heal.
There was a sound from the forest next to Rito, and the sound of something huge moving forward while destroying the trees.
It was the last incarnation of Verethragna, [White Stallion] which had not been taken back by its owner and was raging like a wild boar.
Rito jumped violently, grabbed the True Longinus in his hand and pointed it in the direction of the change, then he saw a strong wind blowing.
Tornadoes caused by wild boars. Even though the Divine Beast originally came from Verethragna, it wasn't a life-saving boon, but every time Verethragna appeared in time, there was no doubt that Rito was on bad terms.
Maybe when Rito chose the target of killing the Heretic God, Verethragna as the God of War, that bad luck had already formed.
The last incarnation gathered by Verethragna came here.