Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Buzz——

Starlight gathered and attached to the golden armor.

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

The process has been completed, and the next step is to take him down.

As for whether he can do this...

"Hehe, humans 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 turned into a graceful big fish.

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

The fish opened its eyes and met the eyes of the great hero, and a soft emotion suddenly surged into his heart. It was as if he should not resist, but should let the other party capture him.

Step——

The wavering of his mind was only a moment, and his right foot stepped on the void.

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

Although this intangible material can give him a more solid feeling, it is enough for him to exert his own strength.

Twisting his waist and raising his elbow, the force is transmitted from the soles of his feet to his wrists. He clenched his right fist and blasted towards the big fish emitting starlight.

The next moment, the huge starlight shadow like a mountain hit the fist of the hero, and blood and star power met here.

Like a needle tip colliding with falling steel, the smile of the golden armor hero could not help but appear on his lips.

Boom——!

With a loud tremor, the two collided. However, to the surprise of the golden armor hero, the huge star shadow under his feet actually stopped for a while.

A flash of horror flashed in his eyes. The golden armor hero did not expect that the attack of hundreds of heroes could actually be blocked. This is much stronger than when he was still alive.

If the other party can also ascend to the sky, perhaps he will be a more powerful hero than him... Unfortunately, you have no chance.

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

Boom--!

The second huge shock interrupted the delusion of the golden-armored hero, and he subconsciously looked down at the great hero who was coming with his fist raised.

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

Boom--!

There was a little golden light mixed in the blood, and a punch without any fancy hammered on the fish mouth of the big fish.

In an instant, a powerful force descended on the hundreds of heroes present along the invisible connection.

The golden-armored hero, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt as if his chest was hit by a heavy punch, causing his heroic body to begin to sway.

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

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

The expression was panicked for a moment, and then as if he 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 inferior means.

But in this way, I am afraid I can't take him down. Even if the best result is, I can only report it to the upper level and let the truly powerful suppress it...

Bang——!

Crack——

Crack——

...

Many thoughts flashed through the golden-armored hero's mind for a while, but in the next moment, Hercules' fourth punch came.

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

Bang——

Bang bang——

…

In an instant, countless muffled sounds continued in the starry sky. As the shadow of the fish shattered, the heroic spirits that made up it also shattered 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 not comparable to those of the great demons that roamed the world. Although the combined power of the heroic spirits was indeed impressive, in his eyes, it seemed "big but useless".

The only thing that surprised him was that beyond the scattered stardust, he was greeted not by a panicked look, but only by anger and arrogance.

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

Raising his long spear, the heroic spirit of the golden-armored hero burned with transparent flames.

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

"Hercules, the gods have granted the immortality of the heroes. Even if you kill me, I will only be reborn in the Hall of Heroes."

"Don't dream of hiding what you did. It won't be long before you pay the price in blood. No matter where you run, don't think of escaping!"

After the words fell, the golden-armored hero raised his long spear and charged forward.

On the other side of him, the great hero just stretched out his right hand and easily grabbed the edge of the long spear.

"Mortal?"

Holding the opponent's weapon, the great hero repeated the word.

"You think I'm a mortal, then what are you?"

"If you're not a human... are you a god?"

"..."

There was no reply, but Hercules felt a little bored watching the golden-armored hero's red cheeks and angry eyes under the force.

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

Kacha——

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

The great hero asked, breaking the long spear casually.

"It just so happens that I have another promise to him."

"It's there, I'm waiting for you to die."

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

Nodding gently, the great hero who got the answer watched the last heroic spirit body turn into pieces in front of him.

He took the initiative to come to the door, and he made such a decision not because of a hot mind, but the result of serious thinking.

When Dionysus talked to him about the starry sky, he had said that although the believers of the Olympian gods often ascended to heaven and became heroes because of the gift of the [Hall of Valor] by the God King, the real rulers of the Zodiac Star Region were always the star gods in charge of the star region and the main god Athena.

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

Without a truly powerful god sitting in the sky, the residence of these heroes would not be a dangerous place.

But in addition to this, Hercules had another concern, that is, he came here more than one person.

Others were easy to say, either the old Titans or the people sent by the main gods of Olympus themselves, but although Amon had some skills, as a mortal, could he bear the subsequent troubles?

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

"Mr. Dionysus looks very good at fighting. He can protect our safety - don't you think so?"

Turning his head 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.

He was naturally aware of the existence of [Hall of Valor]. The King of Gods in the other world once collected the souls of the dead warriors, let them drink wine, fight day and night, and hone their martial arts.

As long as the external force does not break a certain limit, this ancient artifact can not only revive the souls of the dead in it, but also warm their essence and cleanse their souls.

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

So no matter what he wants to do, I have no reason to stop him.

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

"With me here, there won't be any problem."

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"Okay."

Responding in a deep voice, Hercules looked at his companions one by one, then turned and looked at the place where the golden-armored hero had pointed before.

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

······

It was early spring, and everything was growing.

Although the supreme celestial body in the starry sky had been sealed for a long time, it still moved in the sky along the old trajectory.

In March, the blockade of the bloody sun gradually entered the range of the twelfth star field of the zodiac. As a guard to deal with the evil things in the seal gap, the [Hall of Valor] carrying a group of heroes also moved over.

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

Figures wrapped in silver light came in and out, as if conveying some orders.

In the depths of the palace, a slender figure wearing light armor sat upright. In front of her, several beings emitting weak divine power fluctuations were telling something.

From a distance, it looked like a diligent leader was listening carefully to the summary of his subordinates.

But if you get closer, you will find the divergent eyes of the figure in the first place.

There is no doubt that she only looks like she is listening, but actually has no idea what she is thinking.

However, due to the huge gap in strength, the reporter in front of her never noticed her distraction.

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

"The God of Skylight has warned us again not to invade his territory repeatedly. After all, the distance between us is already large enough... But in fact, this is not our fault at all."

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

The long speech gradually came to an end, and the reporting star god finally stopped.

This palace suspended in the star space is not [Hall of Valor], because the real [Hall of Valor] is called "Hall", but its essence can actually be anything in the world.

It is not a building or an entity, but the foreign god king once entertained the souls of those human warriors after their death in the palace, so it got the name of such a palace.

In today's Zodiac Star Region, [Hall of Valor] actually exists in another form on the battlefield at the seal gap.

As for here, it is just a simple temple dedicated to the Spear of Walker. A few regional gods obey orders here and convey the will from the gods.

In the palace, looking up at the figure shrouded in a hazy halo, feeling the powerful and majestic aura that emanates all the time, the star god's eyes are full of respect.

Compared with the heroic spirits, the regional gods are closer to the true gods, but in many cases they are more willing to abide by the level between the true gods and equate themselves with the heroes of the mortal world.

"... Well... I know."

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

After a long silence and quietness, 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 gods in the hall, only the goddess's figure was hidden behind the light and shadow, and the meaningful voice echoed endlessly in the hall.

"Yes, Your Highness."

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

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

The body relaxed, and she leaned back casually on the tall chair, with a look of despair on the face of 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 am not the goddess of wisdom. I only know how to fight and fight - I cause trouble all day long. Even if you want to cause trouble, can you be stronger before going, instead of pushing all the problems on me?"

"You can't fight, you don't listen to me, you can't win when you cause trouble, what kind of waste are you!!!"

Speechless and choking, Nikki really didn't know how to evaluate those heroes who ascended from the mortal world.

Maybe the good days in the human world have been too long. Except for a few more reliable ones, a considerable number of the rest have various personal ideas.

But this is understandable. The heroes in the human world have always liked to die.

It's just that they caused troubles that could not be solved, and finally they all fell on her head.

Nikki can understand that the Olympian pantheon wants to subtly expand its influence in the starry sky, and she doesn't really want to care.

But no matter what they want to do, can these troubles be solved internally?

"Huh... It's really troublesome."

Nikki gently rubbed her head, and she couldn't figure out the reason.

Zeus did it on purpose, he just wanted these heroes who were nominally under her jurisdiction to find trouble with others. And the Hall of Heroes can ensure the immortality of heroes, and the goddess of victory has no right to wipe out heroes at will.

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

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

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

"The Heroic Spirits of the Golden Age - these are the Heroic Spirits, what kind of Heroic Spirits are these fourth-generation humans!"

With a light snort, Nikki lay on the chair and chose to continue to play badly.

Anyway, the gods have a long enough sense of time, and there will be no big problems for a while.

Four steps to lying down. The first stage is to pretend nothing happened.

The second stage is that although something has happened, you don’t need to do anything yet.

The third stage is that you should do something, but you can’t do anything.

The fourth stage is that you might have been able to do something, but it’s too late now.

Tsk… After all, you are just a weapon.

So just drag it out. As for other things, Nikki said that she doesn’t know anything now.