Era of Heroic Spirits: I Was Exposed by Alaya

Defying the gods with overwhelming force, piercing the Beast Goddess with a single spear—an unprecedented feat.

After unleashing such a heaven-shaking strike, Leonidas was instantly petrified by the divine beams, turning completely into a statue.

Yet he remained standing in his defiant posture against the gods, leaving countless in awe—

-[A spear piercing a god! The King of Sparta is OP!]

-[Not even a god could make you kneel—truly a hero, King of Sparta!]

-[Straight through the heart! The hole in the Beast Goddess's belly isn't big enough—more, more!]

-[Seeing the Beast Goddess's shocked face is so satisfying! Serves you right for calling us insects!]

...

"Ah, I died?"

Leonidas frowned as he watched the video of his petrification right after his grand entrance.

Beside him, his soldiers gazed at him with fervent admiration, exclaiming: "My King, you are a hero equal to Arash!"

"To fight fiercely, and to rest eternally here!"

These words, tragic yet brimming with indomitable might, perfectly embodied the valor of the Spartans.

Their king, like Arash, had stood against the gods.

And with a single spear thrust, he had pierced the Beast Goddess's abdomen—a feat even more glorious.

"Indeed, no one but me would ever think seriously."

Leonidas sighed softly.

His soldiers were all a muscle-bound legion, their heads filled with nothing but brawn.

Of course, as a man raised in Sparta, he naturally worshipped strength with a fanatical fervor.

So.

Leonidas gazed at all his soldiers and flashed a devilish smile: "From this day forth, training intensity is doubled! Gentlemen, join me in training like madmen!"

Life, friends, family—all may betray you.

But muscles never will!

As long as you train relentlessly, you will be rewarded!

"No, my king!"

The soldiers wailed in despair.

The training regimen was already a nightmarish Spartan Torture—doubling it would literally kill them!

Alas, against this muscle-worshipping king, all complaints were utterly futile.

Leonidas' smile grew even gentler: "I'm no demon. Since you beg so pitifully—let's make it triple!"

He would forge these soldiers into the legendary 300 Spartans, capable of crushing all enemies.

Even piercing a god's abdomen with a spear was still a disgrace to him.

Still not strong enough!

On the screen.

The "himself" who had bravely challenged the deity had turned completely to stone.

Unbelievably, the massive hole in the Beast Goddess's abdomen was rapidly regenerating.

Absurd offensive power, absurd regenerative abilities... This was the madness of a god!

A despair-inducing level of strength!

Mash murmured, "Senpai... How can we possibly defeat something this powerful?"

This was the shared thought of everyone present.

The enemy was too strong.

So strong that not even a glimmer of hope for victory could be seen.

Unless Emiya the Great once again performed a Phantasm Summoning, there might be a chance to oppose this monstrous deity.

However.

Avalon had already been returned to the Lion King. If he were to initiate a Phantasm Summoning now, it would mean Emiya the Great sacrificing his life—again!

Mash would never allow it!

She couldn't possibly watch her senpai die before her eyes.

Under such despair, her body was already trembling slightly with fear.

"Mash, don't be afraid!"

A hand gently rested on her shoulder, "To overcome the enemy, you must face fear with a smile. When you can master fear, your breathing will become steady, undisturbed by anything."

"The hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage, the greatness of humanity is the greatness of courage. Even gods will ultimately be defeated by humans!"

Under such resolute guidance.

Mash, who had been trembling all over, instantly regained her composure.

As long as her senpai was by her side, she feared nothing!

The Beast Goddess's massive abdominal wound healed as she roared in fury: "Howl, all beasts! Charge into Uruk and kill that king! Let your endless hatred trample humanity into extinction!"

Behind her.

A dense army of demonic beasts gathered, their numbers so vast it was suffocating.

A dark tide, like a raging flood, eagerly awaited the final battle!

-[Good grief! Whether it was the Vile King Vortigern or the Bull of Heaven before, they were alone. But now it's an entire legion!]

-[This is terrifying! These are all demonic beasts—ordinary guns would hardly hit them!]

-[Could Uruk really fall this time?]

...

The dark, tide-like demonic beast army possessed a devastating impact capable of annihilating everything.

Enough to make everyone feel utterly helpless and despairing.

After all, even someone as powerful as the Lion King only had a few Knights of the Round, most of whom had been turned by Nameless.

It paled in comparison to the crushing pressure brought by the Beast Goddess.

Just then.

Enkidu suddenly stepped forward, blocking the Beast Goddess's path: "Mother, please wait!"

"What is it, my child?" The Beast Goddess looked down at her.

"Mother, taking Uruk would be easy for us. But once Uruk falls, our alliance would instantly dissolve!"

Enkidu warned solemnly, "And in the Blood Temple, hundreds of thousands of our children still await birth. We must maintain the Goddess Alliance!"

"Besides, how could we let humanity off so lightly? We must exact revenge at all costs, destroying them bit by bit!"

The first part might have made it seem like she wanted to help humanity.

But the latter revealed even more horrifying news.

This massive demonic beast army wasn't even the Beast Goddess's full strength!

The Beast Goddess nodded: "Humans, thank my child for her mercy! But your destruction is inevitable. After ten dawns, we will annihilate Uruk completely!"

Her colossal form began to retreat.

And with her, the dark tide of demonic beasts also withdrew.

Nameless looked up at her: "Enkidu, you too are just a created weapon. You'll never be treated as a new human. Why not cooperate with us?"

"Oh? You know of my identity?"

Enkidu looked at him in surprise.

As a new human created by Tiamat, her purpose was to completely replace the old humans who had abandoned the Primordial Mother Goddess!

"I know far more than you think." Nameless gazed at her meaningfully.

Unfortunately, Enkidu was in no state to communicate now.

"Tch, humans of the past will always remain humans of the past. To save your own skins, you'd even attempt to deceive me now!"

Kingu's expression grew increasingly frigid. "The future and history of humanity shall be inherited by me! You're beyond saving—just wait for death. Farewell!"

After delivering this triple-layered verbal smackdown, he too vanished without a trace.

Leaving behind only soldiers who felt immense relief, yet were utterly terrified.

Ten days later, the true cataclysmic disaster would arrive!

The scene shifted to the palace.

Nameless made a proposal to the King of Heroes: "Your Majesty, the Three Goddess Alliance has differing objectives. We can exploit this to divide and conquer them!"

"Oh? You actually share this king's thoughts. That's... unexpectedly perceptive of you." Gilgamesh studied him with keen interest.

Under the golden king's gaze, Nameless continued: "Our investigations show the Jungle Goddess has never harmed humans. The Underworld Goddess seems to desire protecting humanity through alternative means. Thus, our only true enemy is the Beast Goddess!"

Smiling at the king, he added: "As for Ishtar—Your Majesty, what if we promised her 30% of the gemstones from your [Gate of Babylon] to secure her allegiance?"

"Hah! All treasures belong solely to this king. Why would I waste them on that useless goddess?" Gilgamesh flatly refused.

"Simple—we only need to provide a small portion upfront. The rest can be promised after the Singularity is properly restored!" Nameless replied with a knowing smile.

"Amusing. So you intend to make her work for free!" Gilgamesh blinked in momentary surprise.

Defeating the Beast Goddess was merely the beginning. An even more terrifying entity had already awakened.

Vanquishing it bordered on impossibility!

Meaning Ishtar would never actually receive those promised treasures.

Gilgamesh nodded approvingly: "Excellent. If we're to tame this wild beast, you shall be the beastmaster."

"Gladly." Nameless accepted without hesitation.

Their exchange delighted all spectators—

-[Poor Ishtar, about to get scammed yet again!]

-[When a Grand-level beauty schemes, not even goddesses can resist!]

-[So... will Ishtar actually get those riches or not?]

-[This feels like those pre-construction property scams! Pay upfront for buildings that'll never exist!]

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