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"Bastard, who the hell are you!?"

Hercules burst out of the ground, a dangerous energy wrapped around his hands - grabbing Hercules' hands. ,

boom!

Apart from his size, Hercules is actually just an ordinary person. The reason why he is so strong is due to the artifact in his body—the ability to blast the target while attacking.

"Humph......"

With one hit, Hercules showed a smug smile.But before long, his smile froze.

Hercules didn't even change his expression. The explosion just now didn't hurt him at all except for the sound and smoke.

Realizing that the thick arm he was grasping was not damaged, Hercules hurriedly drew back.But it was too late, as soon as he let go of his hands, Hercules grabbed them back.

"Reaction, speed, strength, technology, I can't see it in you. What else do you have besides the artifact?" Hercules said, bringing the five heads closer to Hercules. Head off.

"...I still have this!"

Hercules hit Hercules with a head hammer, and after finding it had no effect, he leaned back, and a knee suddenly appeared on Hercules' vision.

boom!

There was another explosion, and Hercules took advantage of the impact to get away, but when he saw Hercules pressing his neck in the smoke, he couldn't help cursing: "What monster!?"

"It's outrageous... How are you doing?"

Hercules looked towards Joan of Arc.

"..."

Click!

The heroic Joan of Arc cut off the opponent's holy sword again, and after forcing the cheap descendant back, she looked at Hercules speechlessly, as if saying "as you see it".

"Oh, it's the same on your side. I really don't understand, why do you have this name?"

The last sentence was of course said to Hercules.

"asshole......"

Hercules gritted his teeth in anger.I'm going to rush up and fight to the death.

At this moment, Georg, who had not moved all this time, pushed his glasses and asked meaningfully: "So, are you qualified to be called this name?"

"Then who are they? Is it the same as us... the descendants of heroes?" the heroic Joan of Arc also asked.

After all, it has been a long time since the time of their ancestors, and it is not surprising that anything happened so long ago.Those who have descendants left behind have already bloomed and scattered.It is not surprising that there are people from the tribe that they do not know.

offspring?

Joan of Arc and Hercules looked at each other and laughed.

"We are nothing but heroic spirits." Heroic spirit Joan of Arc said flatly.

Heroic Spirit?

Doubts appeared on everyone's faces. It's not that they haven't heard of this word, but it fits the two people's...

"Are you from Odin?" Georg asked sharply.

There is a Hall of Valor over Odin, which is the hall where Odin receives the spirits of the dead in Norse mythology.It is managed by Nordic Valkyries, and the Hall of Valor is filled with brave and skilled warriors selected from the battlefields of the world.

But... it's just heroic and good at fighting. It is still impossible to say that the Hall of Valor can receive heroes such as Joan of Arc and Hercules.No matter how long Valkyrie's hand is, it is impossible to reach out to other forces.

"Don't think too much. We are just the souls of heroes, referred to as heroic spirits. That is to say, we do not belong to any force in this world. And I am me. Hercules is Hercules." Hercules S said, pointing to himself.

"Heroic Spirit..." Georg chewed the word in his mouth for a while, and suddenly his face changed: "Could it be...are you the same person..."

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback.The hero himself?Don't look at the joke, they have been dead for a long time!The souls were either dissipated or reincarnated a long time ago. Even Hades, who claims to be in charge of death, cannot let them appear again.

Hercules and the heroic Joan of Arc were even more shocked.His face became pale.

Turning his head with difficulty, Hercules roared: "Georg, what are you kidding! Are you kidding me with my ancestors, ah!?"

"...I'm just confirming the other party's meaning." Georg returned an interfering smile, although he didn't want to believe it, but the strange way of appearance and the powerful power all made his heart race beat.

"Huh~~" Hercules glared at Hercules: "How dare you pretend to be my ancestor, I will never forgive you. I will never forgive you!!!"

Hercules bordering on madness, a proud ancestor who stood against him, fought against him and blamed himself for his actions?Just thinking about it nearly stopped his heart.

Don't want to admit it, don't want to admit it, let alone admit it!

Hercules roared and charged at Hercules, waving his fists and hitting Hercules with all his might.

"Good come!"

Hercules roared and greeted him with fists.

boom!boom!boom!

Every punch of Hercules met Hercules' fist accurately.There was an earth-shattering sound.In addition to the two fists clashing, there was also the explosive power from Hercules' artifact.

However, the power of the explosion couldn't hurt Hercules at all, at most it gave him the feeling of firecrackers.Instead, it was Hercules, the power of the explosion was pushed back by Hercules, plus the power of Hercules' fist.After a while, Hercules' arms were weak and dripping with blood.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Hercules' fist sank into Hercules' chest and smashed him against the opposite wall.

"Puff!"

Hercules spat out a mouthful of blood, which contained pieces of meat and the like.The indentation of the fist mark on his chest told others that that punch was more than just vomiting blood.

"Heracles!?"

The hero sent Joan of Arc to go there, but he had to fear the heroic spirit Joan of Arc.Because she cared about the identity of the heroic spirit Joan of Arc, she didn't fight it.

And Georg was also worried, but instead he aimed at Rias and the others—they were also staring at them.Hercules against Hercules, the heroic spirit Joan of Arc against the hero Pai Joan of Arc, if he made a move, I am afraid that Rias and the others would also make a move-although Hercules had ordered them not to intervene before.more importantly.Several battles took place between lightning and flint, even if he wanted to intervene, it would be very difficult, let alone that he was not sure.

However, Hercules was knocked down, and he would have been able to.

With Georg as the center, he was enveloped in the mist of aura.At the same time, the fog shrouded Hercules as if consciously. After a while, everyone only saw a cloud of fog covering the two of them, unable to see what was going on inside.

"Your power is very strong, but in my fog, no matter how strong you are, it's useless!"

From the fog came Georg's voice.

"is it?"

The calm voice of Hercules also came from the mist, followed by a "boom", the mist seemed to be cut by something, and a crack appeared through the front and back, and the mist divided into two halves was suddenly blown away by the strong airflow.

Georg looked shocked, a trace of blood running down his forehead.Sudden.The glasses broke with a snap, and the fracture was neatly divided into two halves.

"How...my mist was broken so easily..."

and--

Georg gritted his teeth and looked at Hercules sullenly.

The strength is so perfectly controlled, just now I almost thought I was split in half, but I didn't expect it was just a scratch... I thought it was a powerful opponent, but the control of strength is so handy... ...

Georg's face was cloudy and uncertain. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had already lost.

but--

Sudden.A smug smile appeared on Georg's face.

puff!

Time seemed to have stopped, and the world was frozen in that situation - Hercules' heart was pierced by a gun.

"That's - the holy gun of dusk!"

Rias and the others trembled.This means that the most troublesome enemy is on the scene, and the powerful reinforcement Hercules is also killed by him-at that moment.Although it seems to be cooperating with Georg in the sneak attack, there is no doubt that it is strong. Now is the time when the enemy is strong and we are weak.

"Georg, Hercules, the enemy looks very powerful, even you are in such a mess." Cao Cao drew out his bloody gun.Jump back to Georg.

Georg pushed his glasses habitually, but found that the glasses had fallen off, so he couldn't help but smiled wryly.

Hercules walked out of the ruins, came to Cao Cao and complained: "Cao Cao, this guy is my enemy!"

"I know. I was there just now. But the enemy is not something you can deal with, is it?"

Georg and Hercules were speechless, what Cao Cao said was indeed true.

"Hehe, your companion has been killed." The hero faction Joan of Arc smiled triumphantly at the heroic spirit Joan of Arc.

"Really?" Joan of Arc glanced at Hercules standing on the ground, and smiled dumbly: "It would be great if he was such an easy opponent to kill."

"What did you say!?"

The words of the heroic spirit Joan of Arc alarmed Cao Cao and the others.

"Hmph, what are you talking about, you can't be alive after being pierced through the heart by the Holy Spear of Twilight!" Hercules said loudly.

For some reason, he was the last person to see Hercules alive, and he didn't even understand it.

Suddenly, Hercules moved.

"Impossible!" Hercules' expression changed suddenly.

"Heh, it's still far from killing me..."

Hercules' wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and apart from the little blood before, it was soon no longer visible that he had been injured.

"If you want to kill me, you have to kill me at least eleven times!"

"Impossible! Do you have twelve lives?" Cao Cao's face changed, the enemy in front of him was not so easy to kill.

"Impossible... It can actually offset eleven kill attacks and resurrection... I have never heard of such an artifact." Georg analyzed.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, because it's a treasure." Joan of Arc explained.

"Noble Phantasm!?"

Everyone exclaimed, they had never heard of this term.

"Yes, yes. Aren't we heroic spirits? The so-called heroic spirits are the existences of heroes whose great achievements are left as legends after death and have become objects of faith. As the saying goes, if you don't bring life, you don't take death with you. We ourselves are We won't own any items. But heroes are known. That's because they are famous. Those beliefs gather in us, and according to our previous deeds, famous weapons, we are given Noble Phantasms. And I, You should also know the most famous deed of Hercules—the Twelve Trials. This is my Noble Phantasm, which endowed me with a powerful desire through twelve impossible tasks."

Hercules' kind explanation was almost nonexistent.Especially the Hero Pie.This rhythm, Hercules and the others are real... This fact is becoming more and more real!

The heroes Joan of Arc and Hercules were silent, they almost forgot to breathe, their backs were sweating profusely.

"Heroic spirits...in other words, are the ones standing in front of us just undead?" Cao Cao said, tapping his shoulder with the barrel of his gun.

"No, we are a special case of accepting faith and transforming into heroic spirits. We are neither undead nor living beings. To be precise, we are part of the world, just a natural phenomenon." Hercules explained.

"Natural phenomenon... the heroes of the past are standing in front of us. Is this a natural phenomenon?" Cao Cao looked at Hercules and Joan of Arc lazily, but his eyes were so sharp that they seemed to pierce through the two of them.

Hearing this, Hercules was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed heartily: "Hahaha, that's right. But according to the classification, we are indeed a part of the world, and it was impossible to appear in front of you. But Because it is part of the world, we can see what happens in this world..."

Speaking of which.Hercules put away his smile and looked at Hercules with a stern look.Looking at the bus again: "Seeing this situation, Joan of Arc and I can't watch it anymore. So we asked the world itself, so that we can appear."

Hercules' actions and words made Hercules and Joan of Arc's hearts twitch, and they gulped, but their mouths were still dry.

"But unless there is a crisis of shattering the world, the restraining power of the world makes us appear. We can't appear in this world anyway. So we have to be summoned..." Joan of Arc looked Looking at Shitori Sona and the others: "Even if this is the case, what is standing here is not our main body, but just a clone, and there is still a little gap between the strength and the main body."

Isn't the main body just that strong...?

Everyone felt that they couldn't turn their heads, no matter the identity or strength of the heroic spirit.This is something they cannot understand.

But there is one thing that Jitori Sona and Sasuke Genshiro are very clear. They are very fortunate to be able to summon the heroic spirits (although they are passive), and they are also very grateful for the help of the heroic spirits.With the two major aids, they will definitely be able to protect the children.

"..."

Cao Cao glanced at Hercules and the hero Pai Joan. Although they put on a look of disbelief, they were no longer suitable for fighting—it could be seen just now that they were not the opponents of the two heroic spirits.

"...Well, are you two real...let me test it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Cao Cao's figure disappeared before everyone's eyes.

when!

Cao Cao appeared in front of Hercules, but he looked shocked, and looked at the gun head in disbelief—it was falling on Hercules' heart, but it didn't even break a layer of skin.

how can that be! ?

Cao Cao stabbed dozens of shots in a row, and the spears landed on Heracles, and Heracles did not dodge or evade.But apart from the sound of "dang dang dang", Hercules didn't shake it.

"I forgot to say—" Hercules grabbed the barrel of the gun: "The Twelve Trials also have a function, which is to 'make an attack once received useless for the second time'. No matter how powerful the artifact is Defeat me, and when I revive again, your artifact will be nullified."

"Impossible! This is the strongest god-killing tool, the holy twilight spear!" Cao Cao cried out.

"Haha, it's really funny. Your artifact was created by the God of the Bible. But my treasure was not created by anyone, but one of the manifestations of the power of the world. Do you think it is the god or the world that is more powerful? "

"Hey——in that case, Ba Hui!"

Spear, the true holy spear that pierces through the gods.Absorb the overlord's ideals sleeping within me, and dig the gap between blessing and destruction.You, tell your will, turn it into brilliance——

Cao Cao unleashed the true power of the Twilight Holy Lance, the front end of the Holy Lance opened, and a great brilliance was emitted there.

"Surrender! Undead!"

The light overwhelmed Hercules, and the hearts of both the enemy and us were in their throats, expecting and nervously waiting for the result—yes, even Hercules and the others were also looking forward to it, whether it was their status as the descendants of heroes or The position of the Brigade of Disaster... each has its own expectations.

The light gradually dissipated, and Cao Cao with a pale face and Hercules who was willing to attack were displayed in front of everyone.

Boom!

Hercules grabbed the holy spear and knocked Cao Cao away with one punch.

The Lance of Dusk fell into the hands of Hercules.

"Cao Cao!"

All three of the hero faction came to Cao Cao with concern and helped him up.

"Woo... Twelve Trials... Even the strongest god destroyer can be nullified... Is it worthy of being a hero who has lived forever?"

Following Cao Cao's words, Hercules and Joan of Arc turned pale, and even Georg looked sad.

Now that this happened, Hercules has already proved what he said with his own strength—is there anyone else besides the legendary hero who possesses such powerful and mysterious treasures?

But this also means that not only did they aspire to become heroes, they failed to become heroes and spread the name of heroes all over the world, but instead they stood on the opposite side of heroes?Even their ancestors took action in person, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to them. (To be continued..)