In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

He suddenly chuckled twice: "I must be delusional. All we need to do is wait for the gods to come to us, and then we can defeat them in a fair and square manner!"

"Come! Drink!" He took Dionysus's jug from his waist.

"Huh—are we drinking this today?" Kiyomiya shivered.

"Drink this," Lemoni surprisingly said. "You really need something to cool down your hot blood."

"Pour the wine! Pour the wine!"

......

Zeus arrived at Hermes's dwelling.

Without saying a word, he directly seized Hermes' true form, the mechanical god.

Before Hermes could react, the humanoid sub-individual was frozen in place, stiffening, with occasional irregular twitches in its limbs.

After a long while, Zeus released his hand with a cold look in his eyes.

"Personality formatting is complete. Hermes the informer, from now on you will only exist as a machine." Zeus snorted coldly, looking at the wooden eyes and stiff limbs of the humanoid Hermes.

On the other side...

After searching for Eris, Poseidon knocked on the door of another god.

A beautiful goddess opened the door and bowed slightly to Poseidon standing at the entrance.

"Lord Poseidon." Behind the beautiful goddess were eight other equally beautiful goddesses.

"Muse... I need your help." Poseidon looked at the nine goddesses who were in charge of the arts and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

The true forms of these nine goddesses were also parked in the Mecha Corridor that day, and were directly submerged by Ocean.

"Go help me... kill the maggots."

My son, I will make you understand what kind of bitter fruit you will taste when you choose to anger the gods, even though you are food on their plate.

Let despair wait...

......

On a mountaintop, the dwelling place of Hephaestus, the god of forging.

The goddess in black robes knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" came Hephaestus's deep voice from inside the house.

“Lord Hephaestus, I am Eris, and I have come to ask you for something.”

Hephaestus flung open the door and glanced at Eris.

Two drops of cold sweat trickled down Eris's temples.

This person is known for being aloof even among the main gods, so why would they suddenly come knocking...?

"What do you want?" Hephaestus stared at Eris with bloodshot eyes.

“I have come to ask for one thing, half of the divine artifact you forged,” Eris said respectfully.

"Half?" Hephaestus snorted two jets of fire and frowned.

“It is a companion of Oceanus, the artifact wielded by Luslan, and half of Zinnivosh.” Eris bowed slightly and truthfully relayed the information he had obtained from Poseidon to Hephaestus.

"What do you need that thing for?" Hephaestus remembered that he had indeed forged a low-quality artifact to monitor Luslan, but after monitoring him for a while, he found that Luslan really had nothing unusual about him, so he threw the thing aside.

"To fulfill Lord Poseidon's wish, he promised to do you a favor," Eris said, remaining extremely respectful.

Hephaestus stood at the door for a while, pondered, then went inside, rummaged around, found a bead, and tossed it to Eris.

"Take this and leave, don't disturb my blacksmithing." With that, Hephaestus slammed the door shut.

Eris was startled and couldn't help but glare venomously at the direction of the door.

I am a god, after all. Why treat me like this... No, I shouldn't think about that now. I should complete the task that Lord Poseidon gave me first.

Piloting the True Form Machine God, Eris arrived at a deserted place.

Picking up the monitor that was integrated with Zinniwash, Eris knelt atop his true form, the Mech God.

She held the monitor in her hands and closed her eyes.

Then......

It activated its own power.

A thick, ominous purplish-black mist emanated from Eris's body, and two purple divine cores flickered, unleashing the full power of curses and discord.

He opened his eyes, and a purple divine light shone from them.

The words of the gods were slowly spoken from their mouths.

"In the name of my god Eris, I utter the most vicious, insane, and terrifying curse upon the weapon Zinnivosh, forged by the gods."

"The sharpness of your sword will only be directed toward the fate of your master."

"Your godlike power will only terrify your master's life."

“In the name of Eris, I curse this artifact, this weapon, this tool.”

The incantation coiled around the monitor, binding it tightly.

Luslan, who was chatting and laughing with Ocean and the others, had no idea what was about to happen.

Eris's lips curled into a wicked and terrifying smile, and the words that came out of his mouth sounded like demonic chants.

"A divine artifact—Zinivosh!"

“All those who possess you will meet the same fate.”

"They...all of them will—"

"May they die a horrible death."

Sitting on the edge of the deck, Ruslan suddenly felt his heart tremble slightly.

Then--

It was torn apart by that unknown force.

“…Pfft…Sigh…Sigh?” Luslan clutched his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

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Chapter 613 Revenge, Revenge, Revenge!

"Cough—Pfft—" Luslan suddenly coughed up blood violently.

"Ruslan!" Ocean sensed something was wrong and rushed over. "Ruslan!?"

"What's wrong with you, Ruslan!?"

"Hey!"

Ruslan looked surprised, but still had a sliver of strength left.

He looked down at his chest, which was stained red with a large amount of blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and then looked up at Ou Shen.

"Heart..." I put my hand on my chest and could no longer feel my heartbeat.

"Pfft—" Luslan spat out another mouthful of blood, shook his head, and could no longer speak.

“an......”

"Ruslan! Ruslan! Pull yourself together! What happened?!" Oshen roared, grabbing Ruslan's shoulders.

"Hey! Old Lu? Brother!" Jimia looked at Luslan, who was still violently spitting out bright red blood, in disbelief.

Lemoni and Agado stood anxiously around Ruslan.

"What happened? What happened? Ruslan, Ruslan! Brother Ruslan!" Oshen felt his whole body trembling.

Large tears welled up in her eyes.

"puff......"

Luslan ultimately failed to utter another word, slowly exhaling his last breath tinged with blood and foam, his eyes fixed on Oshen, then fading away.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no—!" Oshin cupped Ruslan's face in his hands, panicked. "No, brother, brother, brother—you—"

"Ruslanco!!!"

......

Poseidon had already left the Divine Court of Dodona.

His target is his own protector.

According to surviving footage from drones, a whale was also involved in breaching the Dodon base's defenses.

"Instigate a monster uprising in the north to distract me, so that Oceanos can completely control this sea area." His expression was cold. "I have a good son, and I have protected a good pet even more."

“I won’t let you die, Bashamizzo…” Poseidon’s eyes narrowed, and a smirk appeared on his lips. “You still have… greater value to you…”

I will make the maggots that have angered me taste true despair.

......

An unprecedented silence fell upon the Irma.

Luslan's lifeless body lay quietly in the cabin, covered with a white linen cloth, while Ocean was curled up beside him.

“Luceran…” Oshin was already in a daze.

Ruslan is dead, and Ocean is unable to accept this fact.

No one dared to accept this fact.

The oldest member of that team, who, despite his casual demeanor, always charged faster than Lemoni in battle, was dead.

Sitting on the edge of the deck of the Elma, watching the beautiful scenery on the sea, he suddenly vomited a lot of blood and lost consciousness in Ocean's arms.

Ou Shen stood up, trembling.

Lifting the white sheet and seeing the peaceful expression on Luslan's body, Ocean couldn't hold back his tears again.

but......