300 Heroes of the Comics

Both Arjuna and Cao Shurui had tensed up.

Stepping into the realm of the gods, sword skills are not inferior to magic spear skills; crossing mythical battlefields, bow skills honed through death battles.

A well-matched opponent.

If you are distracted, the battle may end in that instant.

Whether it is Cao Shurui, who might die if he gets hit by a single blow, or Arjuna, whose spiritual nucleus is in his heart, he may die because of a single blow from his opponent.

"Tsk, I can't watch anymore! Since he rushed up, he is buying time for us! I'm sorry, Your Majesty the little emperor, we must leave quickly!"

Picking up Nero, [King of Faceless] opened immediately.

The two, green and white, disappeared at the other end of the wilderness.

呲——!

Amidst the violent friction sound, the bow and the sword crossed each other.After the bright sparks passed, Cao Shurui and Arjuna backed away at the same time, widening the distance.

"Well, this feeling...is really wonderful. Although it's a bit worse than when we were facing him, this vague sense of hatred...you, who are you?"

Lowering the bow with trembling hands, Ah Zhou looked at Cao Shurui with a troubled expression.

"A feeling of disgust?"

Facing the Indian hero, Cao Shurui raised his eyebrows.

"Well. How should I put it... In the final analysis, this feeling is different from when I faced him. He is an existence that must be defeated, and you... are more like a usurper?"

"Ah? Ahhh...I see, that's it. You are worthy of being a God-given hero, Arjuna! Obviously Rama didn't even notice it."

The smile on Cao Shurui's face turned into a more realistic smile.There was a bit of ferocity in this smile.

"Huh? Have you met Rama? ... No, compared to that, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Unconsciously pulling the bowstring slightly, Arjuna frowned.

"You also have divinity, but you are more sensitive than Rama—no, maybe it's because Rama was seriously injured, so you didn't notice it."

Cao Shurui lowered his sword-holding hand and heaved a sigh of relief.

The tense battle made his body temperature rise a bit.

The active, or excited body is eager to fight the person in front of it.

Even without the slightest amount of magic power, a godslayer is still a godslayer.

"What the hell did you notice?"

"I, don't look at the appearance of being seriously injured now, but it's actually very serious, okay?"

"Are you... injured?"

Arjuna sized up Cao Shurui, but he didn't see where he was injured at all.

Shaking his head slightly, Arjuna said: "I can't see where you were injured. At least I didn't hurt you. You are very powerful, I, Arjuna, admit it."

"Achieving this step with a human body is extremely rare in my era. If it weren't for such an era, I would definitely believe that you are the heir or incarnation of a certain great god."

"It's natural that I can't see it. What I have damaged is the spirit foundation, not the body."

Spreading his hands, Cao Shurui smiled.

"You may not believe it. I used to be a godslayer."

"Killing God...? Even if you have this kind of strength, such big words cannot be believed. Even if you can defeat me whose strength is almost the same as my body, it is not so easy to kill God!"

"So, isn't this a serious injury, so you can't use much strength? The reason why you feel disgusted is because I, as a godslayer, have attracted the attention of the divinity in your body."

"Your divinity is quite pure, hero of India."

Seeing Cao Shurui like this, Ah Zhou's expression was disbelief.

Just when he opened his mouth, about to say something——

"—Oh? This is really interesting. Apart from me, the godslayer passing by, are there other godslayers in this world?"

A beautiful figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

In the middle of the confrontation between the two, the dark purple person suddenly appeared.

The dignified but inviolable voice resounded in the empty wilderness.

"A mere young man who is favored by the gods is considered pure in divinity. You godslayer, you don't have good eyesight."

"It's not that I have bad eyesight. Compared with Cu Chulainn, who fought fiercely with me and was finally defeated by me, his divinity is indeed purer."

Looking at the person in front of him, even Cao Shurui didn't have any feelings for Maeve, and he couldn't help but realize her beauty at that moment.

A head of dark purple long hair hangs down like a waterfall, and the red eyes are like burning blood.

The tight combat uniform similar to the hair color outlines the graceful figure, and Guazi has an indifferent expression on his face.

Apart from these, what attracts Cao Shurui the most is the things she holds in her hands.

——That is, the red twin guns.

"This spear, I always feel like I've seen it somewhere before."