Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 539: Death Star
Sincere, but harboring evil intentions.

Speaking loudly, these two seemingly contradictory words seemed so harmonious in Perseus.

Holding the long sword in his hand, the Son of the King of Gods at this moment thought of his father, the monarch of Olympus, the king above all gods.

He had heard the other party's story more than once in the gods' drunken conversations, and no matter whether he admitted it or not, in Perseus' heart that was a role model for his own efforts.

If the God King is the lord of all gods, then the regional gods are the pariahs among the gods, and the true gods are the princes and nobles.

And he, the son of Zeus, is also the founder of the era of divine monarchy on earth and the most famous hero in the world.

Therefore, Perseus built such a palace in front of the Hall of Valor to pay tribute to the palace of the God King. He only allowed the heroes who had obtained the title of constellation to enter through the main gate, because those beings were the "true gods" in his eyes.

He even wanted to imitate the system of the twelve Olympian gods, dividing the twelve zodiac constellations into the twelve most powerful "constellations" and making them his subjects - however, Perseus obviously did not have the ability to invade the realm of the true gods of the spiritual world, and he did not have so many capable "loyal ministers" under his command.

The reality was not smooth, but Perseus did not give up because even his father had that time when the twelve main gods could not be gathered.

It was not until he defeated Mother Earth and killed Typhon with his supreme divine power that he truly became the undisputed king of gods in the world.

"So Hercules, this unprovoked intruder...are you playing the role of the Earth Mother, or are you replacing the King of Monsters?"

It was not said out loud, but just like Zeus had done before, at this moment, Perseus chose to persuade the enemy to surrender from a superior position.

Behind him, Andromeda was already wearing the armor belonging to [Andromeda], and more heroic spirits gradually surrounded her.

The Son of the King of Gods, who had the upper hand at this moment, hoped to subdue this powerful demigod, but the next moment, all he was greeted with was the stick swung by Hercules.

A blow to the head with great force.

Seeing this, Perseus had no choice but to raise the bronze sword in his hand to resist.

When his experience in the human world was over, he returned all the artifacts from the gods one by one, and only the sword from Ares was left.

This is not because the God of War is so generous, but because the sword he lent out is not a truly complete artifact.

珰——

The stick collided with the bronze sword, and the two weapons, both of which had once drunk the blood of demons, collided here.

However, the next moment, Perseus's face changed drastically.

"how is this possible?"

tread--

The sword and the stick collided, and in an instant, an immense force rushed along Perseus' arm holding the weapon.

Taking a half step back, with his legs slightly bent, the Son of the God King raised his left hand, held the sword with both hands and tried his best to steady his body.

Perseus was shocked and his eyes became fierce.

He pulled it back, and there was a harsh friction sound between the sword and the iron rod. The Son of God King retreated and stabbed forward with his sword.

The power of starlight and faith surrounded him like a thread. Hercules' next stick came from the air, but Perseus ignored it.

bang——

puff--

A loud bang, mixed with a dull sound like leather being rotten, echoed in all directions.

The great hero swung his stick with all his might, aiming for Perseus' head, but he dodged it at the last moment by turning his head, and the stick only landed on his shoulder armor.

The Son of the God King thrust his sword straight into his chest, but it also only hit the hero's right chest.

Exchanging a stick for a sword should have resulted in both sides suffering losses, but at this moment, both sides failed.

The iron rod swung by Hercules was strong enough to sink mountains, but it only knocked the enemy off balance and could not destroy the divine armor carefully crafted by the god of craftsmanship.

The bronze sword once used by the God of War also returned in vain. Under the protection of the giant lion's skin, the great hero could not be harmed by swords.

"This is... the skin of the giant lion of Nomisa. You actually killed it instead of falsely promoting your reputation?"

There was a moment of silence in front of the hall. Perseus cried out in shock as he looked at the bronze sword that he could no longer store.

Apollo, a skilled archer, once challenged the lion, but his arrows could not penetrate the lion's hair.

The giant forged a silver bow and golden arrows, which were defeated here, and claimed that it was a defense that could not be penetrated by mortal power. The son of the God King never expected that he could actually see the fur of the dead demon on the other side.

He remained silent and did not boast about his own achievements.

Looking at the full body armor with only the eyes exposed in front of him, Hercules took a step back, still pointing the long stick in his hand at the enemy in front of him.

But when he finally stood face to face with Perseus, the great hero did not rush to attack again, but took out an exquisite bone instrument from his chest.

From its appearance, one can vaguely see that it is a product polished from a strange throat bone.

It was strung together with a red string and fell into the palm of the great hero.

"Perseus, I have heard of your great name among the mortals."

"In your life's adventures, you have killed countless demons that harmed people, thus achieving your fame in the world."

"But I want to ask you, are all the demons you killed really demons?"

"Are you killing them for the sake of peace in the world, because they are blocking your path, or are you killing them simply for your own reputation?"

"Does it make a difference?"

He was stunned at first, then a hint of sneer flashed in his eyes.

Perseus never expected to hear such an innocent and ridiculous question.

Does human need a reason to kill demons?

As for whether they are demons or not...

"Humans don't need a reason to kill monsters, Hercules, just as you killed the Nomisa lion."

"As for whether they are demons or not, of course they are both."

Looking at the musical instrument transformed from the bones in the great hero's palm, Perseus was confused at first, but then he suddenly understood.

He remembered this aura. Although it had changed a lot and was even contaminated by the power of the King of All Monsters, as the former daughter of the God of the Sea, the divine part of her had not been completely erased.

"I remember her, Medusa, the monster with a human head and a snake body, the daughter of the sea god. Do you want to speak for her? I really didn't expect that she would survive, but judging from the result, she has fallen into the realm of demons."

"Hercules, you are a human being, not something else. Even if a distorted monster like her is not a demon, so what? Besides, it is up to us to decide who is a demon."

"If I say she is, then she is. Even her parents, the sea god who lives far away in the sea, have never refuted it, so what does it matter what the truth is."

There was a moment of silence. More and more heroic spirits gathered around the great hero, including a few extremely powerful ones.

They seemed to be setting up a net to trap Hercules to death here. However, the great hero did not even look at them, he just closed the bones in his palm.

The answer was already obtained, but he did not regret killing the Siren.

Being a victim is not a reason to harm others, and the same is true for the daughter of the sea god. However, the same is true for the son of the king of gods.

Holding the iron rod, facing Perseus and thousands of heroic spirits alone, the great hero looked calm, as if he was not the one being surrounded, but the one who surrounded them instead. "So Perseus, if I refuse your request, am I also a demon?"

"It depends on your choice, mortal."

"Whether it is or not is only up to my interpretation."

"..."

Without saying anything else, Hercules simply swung the iron rod again, answering with action.

With a blow of the stick, it slipped from Perseus's side and shattered a star array.

An endless amount of powerful blood energy burned in his chest, and it was even faintly rising.

For Hercules, the limits in the eyes of ordinary people seemed to be non-existent. During the battle, he seemed to be stronger than the previous moment at every moment.

It is true that the heroic spirit is difficult to kill, but the Perseus in front of him still has a body of flesh and blood.

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thump...

thump...

thump...

boom--!
……

The edge of the zodiac star field, close to the human world.

Almost at the same time, when Hercules completely let go, a pale silver star shuttle was suspended in the air far away from where he came from, hidden behind a huge meteorite.

Deep in the distant star region, the sounds of battle became increasingly obvious, and could be vaguely seen even thousands of miles away.

Prometheus remained inside the Star Shuttle, but Amon and Dionysus had already walked outside, watching Hercules fighting in the distance.

The surging star power, the flourishing blood, and the power emanating from the treasure left behind by the great demon.

The laws of the starry sky are far less strict than those on earth, so the impact of these forces is magnified dozens or hundreds of times.

With some envy in his eyes, Dionysus sensed the battle between his two half-brothers.

For him, who had no divine power, even though he had tried the methods of cultivation in the human world, Dionysus was not a genius in this area after all.

Although he has achieved some success, he is far from being the best.

In addition, Perseus's divine armor and the relics of the great demon are rare treasures in the world, so he is even less able to compete with them.

After watching for a long time, Dionysus felt that this hasty fight might not end in a short time.

Although with his keen spiritual perception under the essence of a god, he could clearly feel that Hercules' aura was still improving during the battle.

But no matter what, the divine armor forged with the fragments of Valhalla as the core is no joke.

If you want to penetrate the defense of a magic weapon, only another magic weapon can do it.

Even true gods can rarely do this with their own strength alone.

If nothing unexpected happens, Dionysus doesn't think there will be a real winner in this battle. They will probably stop fighting after a brief confrontation and then retreat.

Of course, this result is also a good thing.

After all, from his point of view, no matter which side wins in the end, Dionysus will have a headache.

"But there is one good thing. At least we should be safe. Those heroic spirits have no intention of coming to us. All their attention is focused on Hercules."

"In this case, we only need to wait here until they have resolved their dispute."

He said casually, and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief. Dionysus still had some good feelings for the young man next to him who was very enthusiastic about him from the beginning.

I just don't know if he likes to drink. Maybe I can have a chance to have a few drinks with him... Even Zeus would praise my level of brewing wine.

"Really? That's great. I can't defeat those heroes, so I can only hold you back."

"But don't worry, I will definitely fight alongside you when the time comes."

Patting his chest, the young man said this seriously, which made Dionysus laugh.

"Hahaha...Okay, let's fight side by side!"

Dionysus laughed and didn't care. He continued to look at the battle in the distance.

But behind him, Amon had turned his head without knowing when and was looking beyond the Zodiac Star Region.

It was pitch black there, dotted only with a few stars, but Amon looked at it very carefully, as if there was something strange there.

"What's wrong, is there anything there?"

Noticing the movement behind him, Dionysus turned around to look, but there was nothing in that direction except darkness.

The Zodiac Star Region is just an exception after all. In the starry sky, deathly silence and tranquility still account for the majority.

"Nothing, just a little curious."

"There's nothing to be curious about. There's nothing there."

Shaking his head slightly, Dionysus said:

“Although the starry sky is vast, most places are uninhabited and no life can survive.”

"Compared to the large and small star fields, the empty void is where the most things exist. Even as the star realm expands, the distance between star fields is also increasing."

"Hmm...that makes sense."

Amon nodded, then raised his hand and asked, "So what is that? Is it a normal sight in the starry sky?"

"Of course it is..."

Looking up, Dionysus didn't care. However, the next moment, following the direction of Amon's finger, his figure suddenly froze in place.

In that direction, deep in the distant starry sky, the darkness was mixed with a few stars, no different from anywhere else.

On the contrary, Dionysus noticed a special light source. It emitted a faint red color and drifted among the vast stars.

"what is that?"

Dionysus exhausted his memory of the starry sky and recalled the past, but had no impression at all.

"It seems you don't know either."

"But it doesn't matter. It looks like it's coming our way."

A little disappointed, Amon immediately comforted her.

Just as he said, that red light seemed to be rushing towards this side, at a speed that seemed slow but was actually beyond imagination.

(End of this chapter)