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

"Lemoni—! Don't come any closer!" Kimia stretched out a hand, stopping Lemoni who was trying to walk over.

Something—something—!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Kimia roared.

Mental space.

Feeling the vibration, his red-eyed eyebrows furrowed.

"What happened? This tremor..."

Suddenly, he remembered something and looked down.

Sure enough, a humanoid figure shrouded in dark purple mist had awakened at some point.

Moreover, she was looking up at him intently.

"Roar————!!!" The demon roared as it charged toward the red-eyed man.

"Ughhhhh!!!" Red Eyes had no choice but to fight back.

The two personalities became incredibly ferocious and enormous, tearing each other apart.

The red-eyed demon and the demon were entangled and fighting.

However, the strength of a demon is ultimately incomparable to that of a personality like Red Eyes, who doesn't live in magic all day long.

“The magic… is disappearing…” Miya gasped for breath, his head throbbing, sweat dripping down his face.

After a brutal beating, the demon finally grabbed the red-eyed man by the neck.

Then, after a violent struggle with red eyes, it took a bite.

"Roar! Ro ...

The red-eyed personality's blood-red eyes slowly closed, and its spiritual form gradually faded away.

"Roar roar roar roar——————!!!!"

After killing the red-eyed demon, he roared, expressing the pain that had been suppressed for so many years.

Then--

It fiercely bombarded the area where the main personality was located.

"Aaaaaaah!!!" Miya screamed in agony, clutching her head and collapsing to the ground.

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Chapter 617 This is all I can do.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Roaring, the surface of Miya's body rippled violently.

A massive amount of magical power was released from Miya's body, creating a strong wind around her.

"Ugh—" Lemoni frowned, and at first glance, he couldn't even stand up straight.

"Kimiya! What happened?! Can you still speak?!" After regaining his footing, he stared at the strong wind, wanting to check on Kimiya's condition.

but--

A thick, purplish-black fog had already enveloped Jimia.

Conflict and discord, resentment and curses blinded Jimia, awakening the beast that truly existed deep within his heart.

The beast... can't wait to possess this body.

"Roar! Ro ...

"Kimiya, you pfft—" Before Lemoni could finish speaking, he was punched in the face by Kimiya, whose entire body was covered in bone plates and bone spurs, and whose head was covered in sharp horns.

He tumbled several times in the air and was sent flying quite a distance.

Kimia roared, wanting to follow up and finish him off, but the moment the hammer struck, Lemoni moved away from his spot.

"Kimiya... have you entered that state again?" He recalled the special state that Kimiya had entered when the group first arrived in Atlantis.

With a swift movement, a golden spear appeared in Lemoni's hands: "I understand. This time, let me wake you up!"

Standing opposite Lemoni, Kiyomiya, whose personality had been taken over by the demon, unleashed a deafening roar.

“I’ll help you too, child!” The roots of Rashtanaha rose from the ground.

"Please, Rashtanaha, just keep him under control!"

......

Ozark in the distance.

"Sisters, do you understand our goal now?" A beautiful goddess asked with a smile.

"Understood," the remaining eight goddesses replied in unison.

"We must complete the task Lord Poseidon has given us." The leading goddess chuckled. "Be careful not to attract the attention of that Oceanus."

They are also gods.

They share a common name.

【Entertainment-Specific Specialized Ship: Muse】

Of course, they each have their own individual names.

[Caliópe], wielding an iron pen and a wax tablet, is responsible for writing the epic tales of heroes.

Holding a scroll and wearing a laurel wreath, [Crio] is responsible for recording history.

Carrying a flower basket, playing the flute, performing the lyrical poem and instrumental music of "Otepelpe".

The Terpsycorie, with an ivy shawl and a seven-stringed lyre, leads the chorus and dance.

She possesses a large harp, records love poems, and guides the soloist [Eratho].

Melpomene, wearing a tragic mask, with a short sword at his waist and a club in his hand, sings tragedies and laments.

Wearing a comedic mask, carrying a shepherd's staff, striking drums, and singing comedies and pastoral songs, [Talia]

Veiled, gentle and disciplined, she is in charge of hymns, rhetoric, and geometry—[Polyuchemia].

Holding a globe and compass, Urania deeply understands astronomy and astrology.

However, each of them alone is not a complete deity. Only when the nine Muses are together can they be considered a complete "Muse God".

Furthermore, since they are specialized [entertainment ships] with virtually no attack power, they are just insignificant little figures among the gods.

This also means that they cannot resist the commands of the higher deities in the slightest.

However, they didn't really care about such things.

Melpomene held a silver wine jug in his hand.

......

boom--

Bang! ! !

"Jimia, wake up!" Lemoni glared at the beast and said through gritted teeth.

"Roar—!" Jimiya broke free from Rashtanaha's restraints, and with a magical roar, he shattered all the roots that were wrapping around him into dust.

At this point, no trace of humanity could be seen in Kimia.

It stands in place like a gorilla, with an elongated snout, a huge pointed horn on its head, and other smaller pointed horns around it.

"Lemoni!" Ocean sensed the chaotic magical energy here and rushed back: "What happened, Lemoni!"

"It seems like something's wrong with Miya! She's gone into that state again!" Lemoni held his golden spear horizontally, staring at Miya from afar.

"Suppress him first!" Ou Shen nodded anxiously.

In the spiritual world.

"What exactly happened? Where is Red-Eyed Bro?" Miya was forcibly squeezed into the mental space by the demon and took control of the situation.

However, at this moment, Kimia realized that something was very wrong.

Why has the demon been resurrected? Could it be—

He recalled the attack that had suddenly come from the sea.

"That metal fragment?"

After thinking it over, Kiyomiya understood everything: "That metal fragment... it's probably the work of a god."

The mental world trembled violently, and so did the mental state of Miya.

"Uh--"

Suddenly, Miya felt a tearing sensation in her body.

Looking down, he saw a clear crack in his spiritual body's chest, as if it were about to split him in two.

"This... the demon is going to destroy this spiritual space!?" Miya panicked.

No, this feeling is not just mental, nor is it a mental space, but rather—

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" The monster, Jimiya, roared and tore itself apart.

"what happens?"

"Why did Jimia start attacking me?" Oshin put away his sea bow and moved forward.

And in the sea, beneath the sea surface.

“That demon is the embodiment of self-destruction,” Poseidon sneered. “Moreover, the demon is now disturbed by the remaining divine power of Eris.”

"I suppose they must have been suffering terribly by now."

"so......"

"Use your death as an apology to me, 'despicable rat hero' Kimia."