With Huai Shi's shout, the Village of Dusk in the distance shook violently.
The armor in the middle of the tower of the Eternal Frost Core fell off. Countless complicated machinery extended from it and quickly expanded, turning into the familiar silhouette of a pistol that Huai Shi was very familiar with.
Super Small Judgement Organ, Armett!
There was no need to predict or aim. Osiris, who had been waiting for a long time, had already locked onto Hercules. At this moment, when Huai Shi gave the order, six bullets were fired in a row.
The green light of judgement instantly crossed a long distance and shrouded all the vital parts of Hercules.
Huai Shi grinned proudly.
What did it mean that no matter how strong one's Kung Fu was, it could not defeat a Westerner … Wait a minute?
He was dumbfounded.
Because in the entanglement of the shackles, Hercules opened up a new gap, raised his shield, and blocked the four light of judgement.
The rest was also blocked by the armor forged by Vulcan.
Only two cracks and depressions were left.
But then, Hercules heard the sound of wind breaking through the air.
It was Huai Shi.
On the white horse, the young opponent propped himself up in exasperation, squatted on the saddle, and flew toward him.
Did he think he could take advantage of this?
What a joke!
Even though he was bound, and his arms could no longer react, he was not without the slightest resistance.
Ignoring the piercing of the Pike of Compassion, Hercules raised his head and smashed it at the young man in front of him.
The blade of the pike penetrated the arm in front of his throat, leaving a strong poison that went deep into the bone marrow. Meanwhile, Hercules's head had smashed into Huai Shi's chest.
It was like being hit by a cannonball.
Huai Shi was sent flying backward.
It was too rash, too radical a tactic, and turned this blow into a gamble.
Now, he was in midair, and there was no way to escape.
With all his strength, Hercules forcibly tore off the chains binding his body amidst the hissing of the giant python. He raised his hand, opened the copper jar at his waist smoothly, and pulled out a killing move that could determine the outcome of the battle!
The head of Medusa!
Within a range of two to ten meters, there was no space to dodge. This was also the range where the curse was the most powerful.
As long as one was stared at by the eyes of this legendary monster, even he would freeze for a moment!
Victory and defeat had been decided!
Then, in that instant, he discovered that … he had been petrified?
The solidified gray color quickly spread over his body, and in his hand, the coquettish head with long viper hair was actually facing him!
That gorgeous face was sneering at him, mocking the legendary hero's carelessness …
When?
Just a moment ago …
Or perhaps, it was even earlier than that!
When Huai Shi found that Hercules had become his enemy, he began to think about how to defeat this legendary hero, just as the resurrected legend was patiently collecting information about him.
This was Huai Shi's greatest advantage.
As an existence who had left his illustrious name in history, everything about him had long been recorded in history. Countless secrets could also be seen at a glance in the database of the Astronomical Association.
Through searching the offline content, Huai Shi knew everything like the back of his hand.
Twelve great achievements, the blessings of the gods, all kinds of terrible moves and skills, and even all kinds of weapons and trump cards. He was prepared for all of them.
But among them, what he feared the most was not the Vulcan's Sword, nor was it the terrible swordsmanship that had once killed the Hydra in an instant.
It was the existence of the head of Medusa.
In the myths and legends of Greece, this was simply a bug-like weapon. The moment one was stared at by the pair of cursed eyes, no matter what kind of holy beast or powerful enemy the enemy was, they would be petrified by endless resentment.
The weak ones would be directly turned into stone, and the strong ones … would be even more tragic. When fighting with such an opponent, even a moment of delay would be the end of him.
Even if Huai Shi had extremely high resistance to all curses, he did not dare to bet on whether he could be immune.
He had to be prepared.
But he did not have any weapons gifted by the gods, nor did he have any equipment related to mirrors. If he simply made an ordinary mirror, he would probably be pierced by the eyes in an instant …
Therefore, he had to be careful from the beginning to prevent the opponent from using this kind of attack. He had to keep a distance, ensure that he had the ability to react at any time, and ensure that the opponent did not have time to use this kind of power.
Otherwise, once he was controlled, the outcome would be worrying!
Therefore, the moment when the self-sacrificing attack did not work, Huai Shi did not feel despair or fear. Instead, it was a "flash of inspiration" that even amazed himself!
The binding of the Rope of Sorrow, Beelzebub's attack, the slashing of the Axe of Wrath, the piercing of the Spear of Compassion … even the hurricane that came from the gallop and the roar that came from the distance.
Huai Shi's attack and changes.
There was also the collision and squeezing of the white horse.
There were so many places and disturbances that he needed to pay attention to that he had to be vigilant and pay attention to every place.
So much so that Hercules did not notice that Huai Shi's other hand, in a place where he could not see, had quietly turned the jar that sealed the skull of Medusa over …
He did not take it away, because this was already a miracle mark that was bound to Hercules.
He did not destroy it, because Athena's copper jar could not be destroyed in a hurry.
However, in the most inconspicuous and gentle way, Lin Mengya stealthily moved it in another direction. Even if he left it alone, the tangled string would untie itself when the horse bumped twice.
But unexpectedly, Huai Shi found that even Medusa in the copper jar seemed to be cooperating with him!
Starting from Perseus, Hercules' great-grandfather, this hatred had lasted for four generations. Even if she had lost her mind and soul, the leader of a large group from Gorgon was eager to take revenge on the hero!
Now, the time for revenge had finally come.
Under Medusa's venomous gaze, the petrification spread rapidly and collapsed rapidly. Hercules struggled violently, but this curse could not imprison him at all.
It could only delay him for a few seconds.
But a few seconds was enough to determine the outcome …
Because right in front of him, where Huai Shi landed, a hoarse voice came.
Seize this one and only opportunity!
"With all my soul dedicated to this sword, virtue will exist with our legend!"
It was as if thousands of people were chanting in unison, roaring together with the deep voice. The solemn cry announced their existence to the land far away from the Present Realm.
With the infusion of a massive amount of source substance, a pure glow rose and extended straight to the sky, stirring up a hurricane like a rising flame.
Hercules's power burst out again, causing the petrification that imprisoned him to collapse even faster.
But the flame that soared into the sky had evolved to its peak.
"Great spirit of the gods, with this sword as the proof —"
Under the brilliant light, Great Si Ming from the Present Realm raised his eyes, stared at his opponent, and slashed down the fierce light that could ignite all darkness.
"The long and mighty night ends here!"
With Huai Shi's summon, the surging brilliance gathered and raged, completely engulfing the figure on the mystical horse.
Amid the light and flames, Arion's tragic screech came.
Soon, it evaporated into thin air.
But then, another figure staggered out from the blazing light!
Taking the slash of the light from the Sword of Virtue head-on, the figure took a step forward, step by step, and moved forward!
There were burn marks on the cracked face.
However, in that pair of calm eyes, there was an unprecedentedly high fighting spirit!
Shrouded in flames and broken marks, the heavily wounded Hercules raised the Vulcan's Sword again and broke through the burning of the light stream.
"You … can still fight back?"
The stalwart figure was reflected in Huai Shi's rapidly shrinking pupils.
In an instant, it was within reach.
Slash!
That horrifying and terrifying counterattack crushed Huai Shi's hasty block. He tried his best to retreat, but the blade of the sword left a crack on his cheekbone.
Before the blood could seep out, it had evaporated.
Huai Shi suddenly stood still, and in his hands, the projection of the weapon appeared.
In the boundless Steel Wasteland, a thunder-like heartbeat suddenly sounded. It spread out in an instant, and then converged again, wrapping up the tremors and power of the entire land and converging towards Huai Shi's body.
It made his eyes turn scarlet in an instant.
The body that was in an out-of-limit state could not contain the violent sound. Along with the intertwining notes, pure power was unleashed along with the iron light.
Those high-pitched notes overlapped in an instant.
Head, neck, heart, arms … and even all the vital parts!
It was a skill that was completely different from Hercules' Holy Oath. It was not an instant attack on nine positions, but the Thirteen Chords that overlapped nine attacks in an instant!
[Mastery, Symphony]!
What's there to be afraid of when you're in critical condition!
Come on!
Let's fight!
And so, from the cracked body, there was a hearty laughter.
Hercules' eyes were burning as he slashed his sword at the enemy close at hand. The high-pitched sound of the collision of iron light continued to spread.
He let the insignificant steel slash on his body, pushing his broken body further to destruction.
The Vulcan's Sword moved forward with irresistible force.
It pierced Huai Shi's chest!
At that moment, Huai Shi acted as if nothing had happened. She gripped the falling Passing Water tightly, aimed the sharp tip at Hercules' heart, and thrust it out!
They collided, and blood spurted out from Hercules' heart, dyeing Dead Water red.
Hercules' eyes widened in confusion. He leaned on Huai Shi's shoulder and lowered his head, but he could not see the Vulcan's Sword piercing out from Huai Shi's back.
In front of Huai Shi's chest, under the torn clothes, the door to the Ultimate opened silently. In the middle of his chest, Huai Shi was familiar with the place.
It swallowed the Sword of Raging Flame.
When Huai Shi pulled back, the Sword of Raging Flame reappeared from the darkness of the Ultimate.
Until now, the raging flames and heat burst out from the Ultimate, causing blood to ooze out of Huai Shi's mouth and nose, and he coughed violently.
Black smoke and sparks were spat out from his mouth.
The remaining flesh of the Beast of Eternal Life began to expand rapidly and invaded Huai Shi's body, but it could not shake his soul. Instead, it repaired the broken body and made it whole again.
With the help of this indescribably terrifying sword, the last bit of remnant was finally digested under the torment of divinity.
Huai Shi raised his hand and wiped the blood from his nose.
He lowered his head and looked at the fallen hero.
"Sorry," he said.
"I've been tricked …"
Hercules came to a realization and sighed self-deprecatingly. "Did I lose this time?"
"It's just a carrier made by a dungeon. How can you talk about winning or losing?" Huai Shi shook his head. "I took advantage of you. You are the Hercules of the Twelve Great Undertakings."
Hercules smiled, slowly, and shook his head.
"Aren't you a mortal too?"
He coughed and whispered softly, "On a fair battlefield, we carried out the fairest contest without reservation and came to this indisputable result. Huai Shi, you have defeated me. "
"You held back, didn't you?" Huai Shi said.
"Haha, what nonsense are you talking about?" Hercules asked in return. "Do you think I'm a soft-hearted person …"
"But you didn't go all out, did you?" Huai Shi calmly asked in return.
"It's enough, Huai Shi, it's enough."
Hercules gasped and whispered in satisfaction, "This is a dream. It's enough to be able to fight with a warrior like you."
As a phantom of the past, as the remnant of the former Hercules, as a legendary hero's dungeon.
Could there be a more pleasant ending than this?
After a hearty battle, a dispute of mutual deception, both sides went all out, unscrupulous, and unscrupulous in a battle of full concentration.
In this lonely boat in the vast space.
For a moment, he actually felt that he was alive. He really came back to life, burning in this ancient era, continuing the glory and brilliance of the past.
There was no better result and reward than this.
His time had come to an end.
This was the last glory.
"It's a perfect ending …"
Blood gushed silently from his mouth and nose, and he breathed with difficulty.
However, his eyes were gazing at the distant universe, staring at the vast expanse of stars. He was attracted by the resplendent light.
He suddenly became curious. What kind of scene did Yun Zhongjun see in the end?
Was the world in Yun Zhongjun's eyes different from the one in his memory?
"What is the world without God? I'm so curious, Huai Shi. No matter what, I can't understand … "He was full of puzzlement and muttered to himself," Aren't you afraid? "
"No."
Huai Shi shook his head and answered seriously, "Even if there are only people, we can continue to go on."
Yes, even if the stars were extinguished, even if the earth dried up, even if everything familiar was gradually annihilated.
The world was still running, so there must be people who could survive.
It didn't matter if there was no guidance or companionship.
People were creatures who would get used to being alone.
As long as there was hope.
"Because there will be a future," Huai Shi replied seriously.
"Is that so?" Hercules smiled, and a glimmer of longing appeared in his eyes. "I really want to see the future that you have created … and gone to …"
There must be a good result for you, right?
So …
"Don't admit defeat, future warriors."
He sincerely wished. Just like that, he slowly closed his eyes.
His breath was cut off.
In silence, Huai Shi stared at the gradually dissipating light and the body that had once again turned into a clod of dirt after losing its miracle.
He reached out and gently planted a bunch of pure white iris flowers in the dust.
"Farewell, hero of the past."
He turned around and walked to where the last enemy was.
.
.
"In the end, he was still a good child. He didn't deviate from the fate you gave him."
In the temple, Tongi retracted her gaze regretfully. "It's a pity that he met such a bad father."
"Same to you."
Zeus stared at the place where his child had died again. He looked at the bouquet of flowers swaying in the wind. After a long time, he withdrew his gaze.
"Your contractor is also not bad," he said.
He said, "Isn't he also following the fate that you have bestowed upon him and walking towards destruction?"
"It's not the same." Tongi smiled. "His fate belongs to him. No matter how beautiful a big sister like me is, I won't easily interfere."
"Even if I interfere or not at this moment, will the outcome be different?"
Zeus put down the wine glass that had already been emptied, sighed softly, and looked at the phantom in the distance.
"It's already over."
At that moment, the burning sun fell with a crash.
In Publius's laughter, it was swallowed by the tower in the shadow.
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