Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Chapter 536 Nikki

hum-

The starlight gathered and attached to the golden armor.

A hint of intoxication flashed across the eyes of the golden-armored hero, and then turned into a raging fighting spirit.

The process has been completed, and now all we have to do is capture him.

As for whether I can accomplish this...

"Oh, humans do have their limits after all."

"But now, I am no longer a mortal!"

wow——

The starlight trembled like water, and under the control of the golden-armored hero, it transformed into a graceful giant fish.

The legend of Pisces first originated from the goddess of beauty Aphrodite, and it now also inherits this similar nature.

The fish opened his eyes and met the hero's, and a feeling of softness suddenly came over him. It was as if he should not resist, but let the other party capture him.

tread--

The hesitation in his mind only lasted for a moment, and his right foot stepped on the void.

The projection of the constellations could not shake the hero's will at all, and from Prometheus' teachings, Hercules learned the technique of borrowing power from "space".

Although this intangible material can give him a stronger sense of solidity, it is also enough for him to exert his strength.

He twisted his waist and raised his elbow, transferring the force from his feet to his wrists. He clenched his right fist and punched the big fish that was emitting starlight.

The next moment, a huge starlight shadow like a mountain hit the great hero's fist, and blood and star power merged here.

Like the collision of needles against falling steel, a smile appeared on the golden-armored hero's lips.

boom--!

There was a loud bang, and the two collided. However, to the Golden Armored Hero's surprise, the huge star shadow under his feet actually stopped for a moment.

There was a flash of horror in his eyes. The golden-armored hero didn't expect that the attack of hundreds of heroic spirits could actually be blocked. This was already much more powerful than when he was alive.

If the other party could also ascend to heaven, perhaps he would be a more powerful heroic spirit than him... Unfortunately, you have no chance.

"Under the starry sky of [Hall of Valor], my power is endless, but how long can your strength last——"

boom--!

The second huge shock interrupted the golden-armored hero's delusion, and he subconsciously lowered his head to look at the big hero who was coming with his fist raised.

But at this moment, Hercules didn't even look at him. After figuring out the power of this so-called "constellation projection", the hero just slightly adjusted his strength and then threw his third punch.

boom--!

There was a hint of golden light mixed with the blood, and he punched the big fish's snout with a simple punch.

In an instant, an overwhelming force descended upon the hundreds of heroes present along an invisible connection.

The golden-armored hero who was the first to be hit felt as if he had been hit by a heavy punch in the chest, causing his heroic spirit to begin to waver.

"No, how is it possible! How can this be a power that a demigod can possess? Even Lord Perseus before he ascended to heaven - No, I get it!"

"Hercules, you hypocrite, you actually colluded with those blasphemous alchemists. You stole the glory that should only belong to the gods!"

There was a moment of panic on his face, and then as if he had thought of something, the golden-armored hero suddenly realized.

Yes, since there was already that silver shuttle in front, the other party must have used the same despicable means.

But in this way, I am afraid that I will not be able to take him down. Even if the best result is, I can only report it to the higher authorities and let the truly powerful suppress it...

boom--!

click -

click-

……

Many thoughts flashed through the golden-armored hero's mind at once, but the next moment, Hercules' fourth punch arrived.

In an instant, the huge shadow of the constellation seemed to be still for a moment, and then shattered with a huge noise, turning into stardust all over the sky.

boom--

bang bang-

……

In an instant, countless muffled sounds continued in the starry sky. As the shadow of Nanyu shattered, the heroic spirits that constituted it also shattered along with its spirit body.

Striding forward, through the stardust, Hercules walked step by step to the front of the golden-armored hero.

He was calm and composed. In the eyes of the great hero, this level of battle was nothing compared to those great demons that roamed the world. Although the combined power of the heroes was indeed impressive, in his eyes, it seemed "big but useless".

The only thing that surprised him was that beyond the scattered stardust, what greeted him was not a look of fear, but only anger and arrogance.

"Mortal, you won this time, but I didn't lose either."

Holding a long spear high, a transparent flame burns on the heroic body of the golden-armored hero.

He had realized that he could not enjoy this unexpected opportunity alone, but as the first one to discover it, if anyone else benefited from it, he would definitely get a share as well.

"Hercules, the gods have granted the heroic spirit the power of immortality. Even if you kill me, I will only be reborn in Valhalla."

"Don't even think you can hide what you did. It won't be long before you pay the price with blood. No matter where you run, don't think of escaping!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hero in golden armor charged forward with his spear in hand.

On the opposite side of him, the great hero just stretched out his right hand and easily grasped the tip of the long spear.

"mortal?"

Grasping his opponent's weapon, the great hero repeated the word.

"You think I am a mortal, but what are you?"

"If it's not human... then it must be God?"

"..."

There was no reply, but Hercules felt somewhat bored as he watched the golden-armored hero's cheeks flush and eyes full of anger from the exertion.

If this is the hero who ascended to heaven, then it is no wonder that the demons have been rampant in the world for thousands of years.

click-

"You don't need to come to me. Tell me where your leader is and I will just go find him."

The great hero asked as he broke the long spear with ease.

"It just so happens that I still have a promise to make to him."

"Right there, I'll wait for you to die."

With a sneer, the golden-armored hero readily pointed out the direction to Hercules.

The great hero nodded slightly, and after getting the answer, he watched the last heroic spirit's body turn into pieces in front of him.

He took the initiative to come to the door, and he made such a decision not on impulse, but after careful consideration.

When Dionysus talked to him about the starry sky before, he once said that although because the King of Gods gave the [Hall of Valor], the believers of the Olympus gods often ascended to heaven and became heroes, the only ones who truly dominated the zodiac star field were the star gods in charge of the star field and Her Majesty Athena.

And most of the time when the Bloody Day did not riot, the goddess's artifact, the goddess of victory Nike, was in charge of the starry sky.

Without truly powerful gods in charge, the residences of these heroes cannot be considered as dangerous places.

But apart from that, Hercules had another concern, which was that he was not alone here.

Others are easier to deal with, as they are either Titans of the past or people sent by the main god of Olympus himself. But although Amon has some abilities, as a mortal, can he afford the subsequent troubles?

"Don't worry about me Hercules, I'll be fine. Although the old man is not in good condition, he still has new friends."

"Mr. Dionysus looks like a capable fighter. He can keep us safe - don't you think so?"

Turning to look at the black-haired young man beside him, Amon smiled sincerely.

Facing this very enthusiastic new friend, the Son of the King of Gods nodded affirmatively.

Of course he was aware of the existence of Valhalla. The God King from another world once collected the souls of the warriors who died in battle and let them drink fine wine, fight day and night, and hone their martial arts.

As long as the external force does not exceed a certain limit, this ancient artifact can not only revive the souls of those who died in battle, but also nourish their essence and purify their souls.

Although Dionysus did not know anything about the other world, he was sure that if the pollution from the outer gods in the [Fallen Corona] could subtly affect the souls of the heroes, then Hercules' fist should not be so terrible.

So no matter what he wants to do, there is no reason for me to stop him.

"That's right, Hercules, go ahead."

"With me here, nothing will go wrong."

"it is good."

Responding solemnly, Hercules looked at his companions one by one, then turned and looked at the place the golden-armored hero had pointed to.

Behind the great hero, Amon waved his hand with a big smile on his face.

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It is early spring and everything is beginning to grow.

Although the supreme celestial body in the starry sky has long been sealed, it still moves in the sky along its old trajectory.

In the third month of the year, the Blood Sun blockade gradually entered the range of the twelfth star field of the zodiac. As a guard to deal with the evil things spreading in the gaps of the seal, the Hall of Heroes carrying a group of heroes also moved over.

In the vast and deep starry sky, it is like a palace made of gold floating among the loose celestial bodies.

Figures wrapped in silver light were walking in and out, as if they were conveying some orders.

Deep inside the palace, a slender figure wearing a thin battle armor sat upright. In front of her, several beings emitting faint divine power fluctuations were telling something.

From a distance, it looks like a dedicated leader listening carefully to the summary of his subordinates.

But if you get closer, you will notice the distracted eyes of the person in the first position.

There is no doubt that she only appeared to be listening, but in fact she had no idea what she was thinking.

However, due to the huge gap in strength, the reporter in front of her never noticed that she was distracted.

"…Your Highness, this is roughly the situation."

"The God of Skylight once again warned us not to invade his territory again and again. After all, the distance between us is already large enough... but in fact, this was not done by us at all."

"Those reckless humans are too rampant. Your Highness, I need your instructions on how to deal with them."

The long speech gradually came to an end, and the Star God who was reporting finally stopped.

This palace suspended in the starry space is not Valhalla, because although the real Valhalla is called a "palace", its essence can actually be anything in the world.

It is not a building or an entity. It is just that the foreign god king once entertained the souls of dead human warriors in the palace, so it got the name of such a palace.

In today's Zodiac Star Region, Valhalla actually exists in another form on the battlefield at the seal gap.

As for this place, it was just a simple temple dedicated to the Spear of Voktor. A few regional gods obeyed orders here and conveyed the will from the gods.

Inside the palace, he looked up at the figure shrouded in a hazy halo, and felt the powerful and majestic aura emanating from him all the time. There was only respect in the Star God's eyes.

Although regional gods are closer to true gods than heroic spirits, they are often more willing to abide by the hierarchy between them and true gods and equate themselves with mortal heroes.

“… Yeah… I understand.”

"I will take care of this matter, you don't have to worry about it."

There was a long silence and stillness. After a long time, the goddess on the high seat came back to her senses from her trance.

Retracting her divergent thoughts, she sat upright and gave an ambiguous response.

But in the eyes of the star god in the hall, only the figure of the goddess was hidden behind the light and shadow, and her meaningful voice echoed endlessly in the hall.

"Yes, Your Highness."

With respectful expressions, several star gods bowed and then left the temple one by one. Soon, only the goddess on the high seat was left.

After carefully looking around and then carefully sensing the situation nearby, Nikki finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She relaxed her body and leaned back casually on the tall chair, with a look of despair on her face like the goddess of victory.

"Damn it! Why did I agree to stay here with Athena? Are you kidding me? Why do I have to deal with these problems?"

"I'm not the goddess of wisdom. I only know how to fight and cause trouble all day long. Even if you want to cause trouble, can't you be stronger first, instead of putting all the problems on me?"

"I can't hit them, they don't listen to me, they can't win when they cause trouble, what kind of rubbish are they!!!"

Speechless and choked, Nikki really didn't know how to evaluate those heroic spirits who ascended to heaven from the mortal world.

Maybe it's because people in the world have had good times for too long. Except for a few reliable people, a considerable number of people have all kinds of personal ideas.

But this is understandable. Heroes in the world always like to seek death.

It's just that they got into trouble and couldn't solve it, so in the end, it was all blamed on her.

Nikki could understand that the Olympian gods wanted to subtly expand their influence in the starry sky, but she didn't really want to care.

But no matter what they do, they have to first figure out whether they can solve these problems internally...

"Phew...what a hassle."

Nikki rubbed her head gently, not unable to figure out the reason.

Zeus did it on purpose, he just wanted these heroes who were nominally under his jurisdiction to cause trouble to others. And Valhalla can ensure the immortality of heroes, and the goddess of victory does not have the right to wipe out heroes at will.

Of course, this is not unsolvable, but Nikki is not Athena after all. Without the opponent's strength, there is no corresponding solution.

So she could only complain a few words and maintain the stability of the status quo.

"Fortunately, compared to Olympus, the older sisters in the spirit world are very reliable."

"The Heroic Spirits of the Golden Age - these are the real Heroic Spirits. What kind of Heroic Spirits are these fourth generation humans?"

With a slight snort, Nikki lay back on the chair, choosing to continue playing badly.

Anyway, the gods have a long enough sense of time, so no big problems will arise in the short term.

Lie down and walk in four steps. In the first stage, pretend nothing happened.

In the second stage, even though something has happened, you should not need to do anything yet.

In the third stage, maybe you should do something, but you can't do anything.

In the fourth stage, maybe something could have been done at the beginning, but unfortunately it is too late now.

Tsk... After all, I am just a weapon.

So just drag it out, as for other things, Nikki said she knows nothing now.