Final Valkyrie: I come from a mental hospital.

Hercules was terrified and astonished.

How powerful does it have to be to withstand his real punch?
"Hercules, is this all your strength?"

"In my opinion, your full strength is like scratching an itch."

"What? If you only have this means, then I'm going to make a move."

It's the first time Zhang Huan has such a powerful force, so he speaks very frantically.

But this is someone else's ability, and no one can control it.

After Hercules heard this, his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and his face was blushing.

This was the most embarrassing time since he became a god. He couldn't even beat others standing up. What does this mean?
This shows that everyone will not say that human beings are too powerful, but only that Hercules is an idiot.

Thinking of this, Hercules blushed like a monkey's butt and trembled all over. He subconsciously took two steps back and turned to look at the God King stand.

Ares, the god of war, was slapping the guardrail vigorously with his hand.

Hercules turned around and said with an ugly expression:

"Human, you are really good. I admit that I have exhausted all my mortal power, but I still can't beat you. Therefore, I can only transform into the form of a god. Please take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, Hercules said "Hey...", he pointed to the sky with both hands, and a divine light shot into the sky from between his fingers.

Not long after, there was a horse cry in the distance, resounding through the sky.

Then a Pegasus flew from nowhere, and landed on Hercules.

Tenma came to Hercules and snorted tirelessly.

Hercules stroked it, removed a bundle from its body, and opened the package.

Zhang Huan and I took a closer look. There was a set of armor and a weapon in the package.

"Is he really going to use all his strength?" Ares, the god of war, leaned on the guardrail, frowning and looking down.

"Hehe, Hercules doesn't often wear this thing. He usually wears it during pilgrimage or some major celebration." The main god behind said slowly.

"No matter how you can force him to this point, this human being is not simple, I have to take a good look at it." Lord Shiva sat up straight and put up a shade with his hands, and became serious.

Sakyamuni Buddha was still sitting on the golden lotus platform with his eyes slightly closed, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Below, when Hercules finished dressing, the Pegasus honked, flew into the air again with a thud, and disappeared.

Putting on his armor and holding a weapon, Hercules turned around.

At this time, his temperament was completely different from before.

At this time, his temperament really became the temperament of the main god.

It is the kind of temperament that can see thousands of troops and horses as nothing, and raise hands to kill demons and ghosts.

The weapon in his hand is a mace.

The sharp objects on the mace shone coldly, and my eyes narrowed slightly.

"This is my weapon, please show your weapon."

Zhang smiled back at me and said, "I told you before, I don't have a weapon."

"Human, let me warn you again, this is not a joke or a child's play, please take out your weapons." Hercules became visibly annoyed.

Zhang Huan and I shrugged, this time he simply ignored Hercules.

"presumptuous…"

"God is merciful to you, you should be grateful...!"

"Don't you dare not be grateful, you are a different kind, a monster, and I will destroy you."

Hercules, who was always gentle and gentle, suddenly had bruises, and the expression on his face was extremely terrifying.

"Hehe, did you see that the true colors of their western gods have been revealed." Wu Chenxu said with a smile.

"You western gods, although not all of them are bad, but they can really hide. In order to achieve a certain purpose, they have deceived human beings for thousands of years."

"No, everyone looks handsome and beautiful on the surface, but in fact, I don't know what kind of activities they are doing underneath. They are really sheep shit." Old Liu also complained there.

Wu Chenxu can't stand this kind of hypocrisy the most. If you really sympathize with human beings or pity human beings, then gather all the gods and swear together to cancel the war between humans and gods and destroy human beings.

Instead of asking you to hand out some good person cards in the ring here.

Brunhilde and Gray beside the two of them also shook their heads secretly.

Indeed, as demigods, the two of them had indeed seen too much of the sanctimonious behavior of the Western Gods, so they simply agreed with what Wu Chenxu and Lao Liu said.

Below, Hercules waved the mace with a ferocious face, kicked his feet on the ground and flew into the air, then took the big stick from top to bottom, and threw it at Zhang Huan me.

The speed is as fast as a bolt of lightning.

When Zhang Huan and I saw that the mace was about to touch him, he turned his heels slightly and retreated.

"Boom..." The stick hit nothing.

Then a shock wave was stirred up and scattered around.

When the smoke dissipated, a huge hole with a range of three meters was smashed out in the middle of the arena.

Hercules saw that it was smashed into the air, and then he swept forward, followed by Zhang who was retreating, and returned it to me, another volley in the air.

Zhang Huan's light body withdrew to the side, and the stick hit nothing again.

"Wow la la" Hercules is like a lunatic, the third time, the fourth time and the fifth time.

Fighting and hitting, they came to the edge wall of the arena.

Hercules stepped on the ground with both feet, flew up with a thud, jumped into the air at a height of ten meters, screamed, saw Zhang return me, and smashed down with a mace in anger.

"boom…"

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, filling half of the arena.

The sound faded away, and everyone in the arena dared not speak out, for fear of offending the angry Hercules.

In the Valhalla arena, a huge pit with a range of seven or eight meters appeared on the wall at the edge.

The Hercules next to him, holding a mace, was standing by the pit, panting heavily, his back turned to everyone.

And Zhang Huanwo miraculously returned to the middle of the arena at this time, looking at the Hercules with his hands behind his back.

No one saw this or how did I get back to the middle of the arena?

"Wow..."

There was a burst of exclamation in the stands, and all the creatures couldn't believe it.

Under Hercules' relentless pursuit, they managed to dodge all of them with ease, and returned to the center of the field without knowing it. This is so unbelievable to the gods.

"Is that man a ghost? Why can't I hit him?"

"Yeah, why is he like a ghost? Is he a human or a ghost?"

At this time, on one side of the stand, many gods of death from various god domains stood up and carefully looked at Zhang Huan me below with their small blue eyes burning with flames.

After a unanimous vote by many gods of death, it was determined that Zhang Huanwo was not fooling around, but a real person.

"Boom bang bang..."

Hercules held his mace, vented helplessly there, and hit the ground.

"why why why……"

When Hercules turned his head again, he saw that his face was even more ferocious at this time, his expression was as ugly as a hell devil, and it was frightening to watch.

Everyone in the human stands exclaimed.

"This... is this the perfect Hercules-sama? No... no!?"

"My love Hercules, how did you become like this? Woohoo." A beautiful audience was heartbroken.

"Heracross was originally transformed by a demon. We have been deceived by him for so many years." Many humans exclaimed.

"Liar, liar, liar!"

Humans vent their dissatisfaction.