Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Chapter 537 Anger

"Get out of the way, get out of my way!"

"I need to see Lord Perseus now... If someone escapes because of you, you will all be held responsible for it!"

boom--!

The twelfth star field of the zodiac, a starry sky close to the edge.

As the outermost part of the star field, it has not been visited by outsiders in the past years.

The original star god had already perished in the two catastrophes of the sun, leaving this place desolate ever since.

Only with the birth of the Zodiac Great Barrier did this desolate star field gain new vitality.

After all, the so-called "ecliptic" is the opposite of "white path". It is a term that refers to the trajectory of the sun in the starry sky in the twelve months of a year.

Therefore, the closer to the center of the ecliptic star field, the closer it is to the original body of the supreme celestial body during its movement.

In the past, this was exactly why the Zodiac Star Region called itself the center of the starry sky. The light of the sun shone everywhere, making the star gods here more powerful than those in other places.

However, all this ended with the fall of the sun god Helios. Today, these marginal star regions have become the core of the zodiac realm.

Standing in the magnificent hall that was over ten thousand feet high, the middle-aged man with a handsome and outstanding appearance gazed into the distance at the former center of the twelfth star field of the zodiac.

There, a golden ball of light that is difficult to describe in words is stretching across the starry sky.

Every moment, it was moving in the star realm at an unparalleled speed. On its golden surface, there were red spots swirling up and down.

That is the sun, the bloody sun, and the [Fallen Corona]. Its golden appearance is not a real shell. If you look closely, you can see countless flowing and fine runes.

The power of the zodiac barrier blocked the light of the corona, making it difficult for even a trace of blood to leak out.

The dark red spots on its surface are the battlefields on the supreme celestial body, where the ascended heroic spirits constantly consume the divine power accumulated during the bloody days.

Some humans who accidentally glimpsed the true nature of the starry sky called this astronomical phenomenon "sunspots", and called the fluctuations that occurred when the heroes won a victory and completely wiped out a battlefield "solar flares".

Tread-

boom--

There was a burst of dense footsteps, followed by a heavy sound.

Although he didn't look back, the middle-aged man could still guess what had happened.

As expected, it was the sound of the door being pushed open by the man who was shouting at the side door just now and finally broke into the main hall. As for why he didn't come in through the main door...

"That's because he's not qualified yet, of course."

boom--

His face suddenly changed. When the golden-armored hero who had just been resurrected from Valhalla walked into the hall, a powerful force attacked from the air.

If it were an ordinary day, the golden-armored hero would not be strong enough, but he would not be afraid of the opponent's sheer momentum.

But at this moment, he had just recovered but his strength was only one tenth of what it was.

thump—

Kneeling on one knee, holding on to the ground with both hands, the golden-armored hero didn't know why.

Time seemed to slow down under this powerful pressure. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly realized that the middle-aged man who had been standing in the hall before had actually walked in front of him.

"Huh, huh..."

"Lord Perseus, why are you here? I have something important to tell you—"

Gasping for breath, the golden-armored hero was at a loss. He wanted to say something, but the middle-aged man in front of him didn't give him the chance.

He simply threw down a heroic token that symbolized his identity. The token bounced twice on the ground and finally landed next to the fingers of the golden-armored hero.

It was not until he saw the familiar words on the talisman that the golden-armored hero suddenly realized.

This kind of talisman is bound to every heroic spirit. It was originally created by the Goddess of Wisdom based on Valhalla to record the achievements of every heroic spirit in killing evil creatures.

However, over time, it has gradually become a symbol of status.

The one in front of the golden-armored hero was one of the heroic spirits who had gone on patrol with him before.

Obviously, although the golden-armored hero is the most powerful among all the heroes, and can become their leader, he is not the only one who can see that Star Shuttle is special.

In addition, the stronger the heroic spirit, the longer it takes to revive, so it is not surprising that the current situation occurs.

Someone else reported the discovery to Perseus before he did, and he himself became the one who was discovered later.

"I... sir, I——"

"--idiot!"

boom--

With a sudden shout, a hint of anger finally flashed across the middle-aged man's calm face.

With his angry kick, the golden-armored hero who had just been resurrected was shattered again.

Taking a deep breath and looking at the shattered stardust in front of him, the golden-armored hero returned to Valhalla, waiting for the next, even longer awakening.

But at this moment, the anger in Perseus' heart was growing more and more boiling.

God the King is above, Almighty Father God... He didn't know how stupid this guy was to dare to do such an arrogant thing.

He actually went with his few men to besiege the demigod on earth who had stolen the glory of the gods?

What a joke.

He clenched his right fist. Thanks to more than one 'informer' who arrived early, Perseus already knew what happened at the edge of the starry sky close to the human world.

An alchemist, a hero who stole the power of the gods and killed demons... If this was fake, it would be fine, but if it was true, couldn't this idiot think about what kind of abilities someone who could do this had, and what qualifications did he have to capture such a demigod?

If he had any brains left, he would have observed in secret and let the weakest hero under his command shatter his soul to inform him. If he was discovered, he would pretend to be evasive and delay time, and it would be best if he could lure him to their base camp.

Once they come here, with the tight net they have laid, even if a real God is here, he will have difficulty returning safely if he doesn't investigate!

Yes, Perseus was not angry at the other party for daring to attack Hercules. In his view, it was the most just thing to do to attack a mortal who stole the power of the gods.

What's more, when it comes to the secrets of the gods, it doesn't matter even if it's not so just.

As the son of the King of Gods, Perseus had a thousand ways to make this matter an open and ironclad case.

What really made him angry was that the golden-armored hero's foolish behavior might have caused him to miss the chance to meet the true God.

There was no way. Now that the other party had alerted the enemy, how could the mortal hero stay there and wait for him to track him?

Even though the golden-armored hero had spoken harshly before, as long as he escapes to a corner of the mortal world or the wilderness in the northwest of the continent, even the gods would find it difficult to find him.

"This idiot... incompetent! Waste!"

"With your ability, you dare to dream of the authority of the gods!"

"With only divine blood three generations away, when did you ever get the right to call yourself a descendant of a god? If someone like you were allowed to be on an equal footing with me, that would be the most ridiculous joke in the world!"

Snapped--

With his fingers clenched tightly, the broken stardust of the golden-armored hero completely turned into powder, but Perseus' chest still rose and fell.

You want to monopolize the secrets related to the power of the Star God, you want to become a god, you even want to stand above him, the son of the God King Zeus, [Perseus], ​​and become the new leader of the Olympian heroes, right?

But how dare an incompetent person like you, who is not even qualified to walk in through the main entrance of the hall, have such unrealistic delusions!

"…What's wrong, Perseus? What are you angry about again?"

Anger burned in his chest, and Perseus thought quickly about how to remedy the situation.

However, at this moment, a soft voice came from outside the hall.

The next moment, a slender figure in a skirt and armor walked slowly into the main entrance of the hall.

His restless mood calmed down a little, and Perseus recognized the person just by the voice.

[Andromeda] Andromeda, the daughter of King Cepheus and Queen Cassiopeia, was once almost sacrificed to the sea god.

Just because her mother showed off her daughter's beauty, she offended the Queen of the Sea and attracted a huge sea monster with divine blood.

Later, Perseus rescued her. In the name of the son of the God King, he interrupted the sacrifice to the Poseidon and married him.

"Nothing, Andromeda, just an incompetent fool."

"Although they all have divine blood flowing in their veins, these mixed-blood people with thin bloodlines always covet things that they should not possess."

"Let me be quiet for a moment, let me think about it... Okay?"

Perseus forced a smile and sighed inwardly. In any case, he had already lost the best opportunity.

Later on, once the matter got out of hand, even if Hercules was eventually captured, if he was not the first to succeed, there was no guarantee that he would be able to learn the other party's secret.

But just when Perseus was about to make a long-term plan, he suddenly turned around and looked in a direction outside the hall.

There, a surging blood energy rushed straight into the sky, just like the giant who moved mountains in the legend, or like the gods and demons supporting the sky in the West Sea.

Undoubtedly, it couldn't be a Heroic Spirit, because Heroic Spirits have no flesh and blood. It couldn't be an evil creature, because [Hall of Valor] had almost no reaction to it.

This is a powerful human demigod... Thinking of what just happened, a gleam of light flashed in Perseus' eyes.

"good very good."

"I originally thought he was just a loser, but I forgot that there are not many people in this world who know how to use their brains."

"Although these mixed-bloods don't have much brains, these descendants who are still in the human world don't seem to be much better than them."

Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving.

The smile on his face became much more sincere. Looking in the direction of Andromeda, Perseus said with a smile: "Andromeda, now I have changed my mind."

"There's nothing to think about. What I'm looking for...has already been delivered to my door."

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"Tap..."

"tread--"

Step by step, move forward in the direction indicated by the golden-armored hero.

At this moment, in front of Hercules, the golden ball and the crystal were placed on both sides of him.

The golden ball that seals the sun is far away in the sky, but even at the huge distance, it cannot conceal its heaviness that crushes the sea of ​​stars.

On the other side, a transparent white crystal as tall as a mountain stands on the left side of the great hero. It is surrounded by countless buildings and celestial bodies and enshrined on a tall platform.

With the help of the eyes of the Caucasian Condor, Hercules could clearly see that every minute and every second, a spirit leaped out of the crystal and then turned from virtual to real.

Many spirits seemed to still retain the memory of the previous second. He waved his arms subconsciously, and then suddenly found that he had left the bloody battle.

Without a doubt, at just one glance, the great hero knew that this was the real [Valhalla].

This artifact, which has passed through the hands of two generations of God-Kings and was then transformed by the Goddess of Wisdom herself, has almost merged into one with the Zodiac Barrier and has a heavy and profound aura.

Even though it has no combat attributes, its mere existence is enough to scare away any evil-minded person.

Looking at the huge complex built around the crystal, Hercules felt more than one breath that made him feel a little bit painful.

Those beings may be people, objects, or even powerful divine artifacts.

Even if there is no god in charge, this camp used to deal with the [Fallen Corona] is not without the means to deal with the real God.

Even though most of them are just for delaying purposes, they are still enough to kill any mortal.

"How about it, do you regret it?"

"It's not too late to regret now. If a fight really breaks out, I won't fight for you."

"As the son of Zeus, the other party will not kill you, but the consequences... you know."

Click, click…

The chest vibrated slightly, and then the tiny puppet poked its head out.

"There's nothing to regret. Although it's dangerous here, it's not impossible to fight."

"After all, they have the artifact... I also have the remains of the descendants of the King of All Monsters left in this world."

With a calm expression, the hero slowly moved forward.

He could notice that as he released his aura, the buildings in front of him became active.

Those auras that made him feel cautious were also moving towards here, but his heart remained calm.

He was wearing an invulnerable lion skin, on which the blood of the goddess Hestia had once been spilled. With the natural power of the descendants of Typhon, even the sharp edge of a divine weapon could not penetrate the leather.

The Hydra's fangs are the sharpest arrows in the world. Even if they hit a god, the poison in them can make the victim wail in pain.

The siren's larynx can play melodies that confuse living creatures, and the condor's eyes can allow heroes to anticipate their enemies' moves.

These treasures from the great demon had never been used by Hercules before, because he had never encountered an opponent worthy of using them, but this time was different.

Not only is the great hero's opponent formidable, but this battle also involves his promise to the Kraken.

"Tsk."

The puppet sighed with some emotion, half smiling.

"Hercules, it's just a promise to the demon... Do you need to keep this in mind?"

"Of course, Lord Ander. After all, a promise to the Siren is still a promise."

"And Hercules...a promise is worth a thousand gold."

He spoke calmly, looking at the guards in the distance who had discovered his whereabouts, and the great hero concentrated and calmed himself.

Specks of golden light danced between his flesh, blood and soul, just like every time before.

Even though there have been thousands of demigods throughout history, only Hercules is invincible among humans.