You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

"not good!"

Lecty was probably the only one of the Nodos who could still maintain his sanity at this moment, and he was almost terrified at the sight of this scene.

"It must be that Ortemia's attack on the planet provoked the last of the Nodos... No, we must stop the fighting immediately! Otherwise, Meshidaka (Ortemia) will also go berserk, and then there will be no way to come back!"

Lecty looked at the silver-haired boy Paet, who was also the supervisor of this battle, with an almost threatening gaze.

"If we exceed the critical threshold, neither Ermandes nor I can stop the two hero races!"

"..."

Paet gazed intently at Ortemia and Belcouros, then turned her gaze to Iori beside her.

After blocking Elmandes, he made no further moves, as if watching a show, which attracted the attention of the Silver Clan.

"Lexie, you haven't forgotten your contract, have you?"

"……Yes."

"The second clause of your contract states that 'Nordos must fight the enemies of the Silver Clan'—are you now trying to avoid war?"

"So you mean you want to watch Meshidaka die from exhaustion?"

Lekti's expression turned hostile: "The fifth Nodos has gone mad. If Ortemia continues to fight him, they will only be infected by the curse and will not be able to escape it until death."

"At most, it will only destroy this star system."

Paet's voice was icy: "If things get out of control, Yutira will end it all."

"So, even at the cost of one or two Nodos lives, you're unwilling to see the Dark Iron race acquire Nodos?"

"...This is the clan chief's instruction."

Paet frowned: "No race other than the Silver Race should be allowed to receive the gifts and inheritances of the Gold Race."

"...excessive pride."

Lecty shook her head, utterly disappointed with the Silver Clan, and instead summoned Ermondes to fly away into the distance, ready to join the battle.

She knew that the Silver Clan was fearless because of their confidence—their Nodos Yutira, a member of the most destructive hero race, possessed a terrifying power that could erase time and space.

Just as Paet said, even if things really get out of control, they can bring in Yutila and forcibly erase everything!

In that case, both Austria and Elmandes are, in their view, worthy of sacrifice.

“I will abide by my contract, but your decision will likely cost the Silver Clan dearly.”

"..."

……

"Alpha, activate the shields, get as far away as possible!" Iori's mental communication system boomed across millions of miles on the bridge of the Golden Ship.

The blonde elf girl calmly directed her subordinates, piloting the Uranus slowly away from the battlefield. Through the porthole, she could see a scene that was as dazzling as a nebula exploding, yet full of danger.

Elmandes transformed into a streak of blue light and attempted to enter the battlefield, but Iori once again blocked her way.

"It's already a mess, don't go in and make things worse."

"But only I could do it!"

Lecty clearly wanted to save Autenmia from her madness, but she had already jumped through timelines many times during her previous battle with Iori, and she didn't know Iori's attitude at the moment. She dared not activate her ability casually, for fear of being targeted by the [Sword of Judgment Karma].

"Why are you blocking my way? Iori, you must also have something beautiful in your heart, and you certainly wouldn't want to see this star field destroyed, would you?"

"..."

Iori remained silent, only smiling.

Seeing this, Lecty controlled Elmandes to charge forward, thrusting out a sharp spear: "What exactly do you want to do?!"

"I want to see who is stronger, my own or the berserk heroes."

Iori smiled calmly, but what she said made Lexie feel utterly absurd.

"This reason...you, you bastard!"

"Ooooooooo!!!"

While the two were locked in a standoff, the battle between Ortemia and Belcouros on the other side was becoming increasingly intense.

The fluctuating hero race also underwent a distorted mutation, becoming even more powerful while barely retaining a sliver of clarity. He tried to transform into an energy state to distance himself from his opponent, but was pulled back by the gravitational singularity generated in Belcros's palm—it was truly unbelievable, considering he clearly did not possess the ability to manipulate gravity.

To Belcouros, space was like a physical entity, capable of affecting him with every punch and kick. Now, it was as if he were pulling a blanket; the distorted space was holding up Autenmia, allowing him to quickly catch up.

This is something that even the most powerful forces cannot achieve... It's more like a "manifestation of fantasy," which is using subjective consciousness to influence reality—simply put, it's "idealism"!

In the original work, Bercos didn't have many fancy skills. Apart from "absolute immortality," he seemed to be a pure, unremarkable war god, just like Heracles in the Holy Grail War (in fact, he was indeed modeled after a great Greek hero).

However, after actually experiencing it, you will discover some details that cannot be shown in animation.

This person is not without special abilities, but it is difficult to categorize them into a particular field.

...Thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, he is the most beloved "son" of the [Golden Clan]. How could they really only leave him a blank hero?

On the contrary, it is a mind-based numerical monster that can grow infinitely!

This ability, combined with a concept-level immortality, would leave even Iori in awe.

"Meshidaka!"

Lecty was extremely anxious, but the time manipulator was like a trapped beast in front of Iori. Every time she tried to rewind time, she felt a pang of fear and was always kept out of the battlefield by Iori.

"If the three heroes are together, there will be too many uncontrollable factors, which will not be conducive to my experiments."

"hateful!"

All the goodwill that Lecty had built up towards Iori over the past few days vanished at this moment.

"What's wrong with you! You spared my life, but now you're just going to watch two people forced into a fight fight to the point of exhaustion?"

“Anger won’t help you defeat me, Lecty.”

Iori kindly reminded him, "Your Elmandes is rather weak in many aspects, only its ability to manipulate time is invincible... If you don't have the courage to use it, you won't be of any use even if you enter the battlefield."

"..."

Despite her extreme anger, Lecti calmed down, a hint of speculation and understanding flashing in her eyes.

So... you're planning to go back in time yourself?

The long-haired woman had her own suspicions, and her offensive couldn't help but slow down a bit—after all, the contract only said that they had to fight, not that they had to "go all out," so she might as well take it easy.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"Roar!!!!"

Every time Autenmia tried to retaliate, he was met with an even more violent barrage of punches!

After being suppressed for several rounds, and with his entire armor almost completely shattered, the beam net fired by Autenmia suddenly deformed, transforming under his control into a more focused and concentrated wave. Thirty crimson beams pierced through the invisible force field, penetrated Belcros's crossed arms defense, and successfully struck his right shoulder, burning scorch marks on the exposed flesh.

This enraged the giant Belcros, who tore off a piece of his armor, the flesh inside rapidly multiplying. He then raised his fist, gathering a dazzling flash of light, and smashed it towards the fluctuating Heroes, causing the space along the way to distort like tattered cloth.

Autenmia emitted a metallic hiss, and a supernova-like flash appeared at the core of its chest armor.

boom! ! !

In the expanding energy storm, Autenmia suddenly burst out from the side, its newly grown chelicerae piercing into Belcouros's ribs.

The eyes of the fluctuating hero race gleamed wildly, and the jewels on Belcros's body gradually dimmed—they were absorbing the energy of the giant's frenzied transformation.

"Something's not right, this is..."

Iori glanced in this direction and couldn't help but curse under her breath, but it was too late—Otemia's shell had already turned the same dark red as Belcouros.

The accumulated, chaotic energy erupted simultaneously, and the impact at point-blank range burned Belcouros's entire body to a crisp!

—It was a bit "milder" than Iori had imagined in her self-destruction.

But this hero only remained silent for a moment under the terrifying heat that was enough to annihilate a planet. Soon, a fierce crimson light flashed in his eyes again. With a roar, he broke free from Autenmia and sent him flying with a punch!

"Roar!!!"

Belcouros knew nothing of mercy. He charged forward in a rage, his eyes fixed solely on Ortemia. He unleashed a punch mid-air, sending a beam of light piercing through the void.

Seeing this, Iori knew that the time was almost right.

"Orochi's Raging Waves!" Iori teleported in front of Otemia, the Kusanagi Sword, crackling with lightning, cleaved through the pillar of light.

However, the heavy punch that followed made Iori feel immense pressure. The space was piled up like a mille-feuille and pushed over.

Bang!

Iori was thrown back, but he didn't panic. He glanced at Autenmia, his pupils contracting—

【The Usurper of Desire】!

The fluctuating hero race suddenly froze, and the accumulated destructive energy was forcibly usurped.

"Thanks, I'll accept this energy."

A dazzling light appeared on Iori's left hand.

In a frenzied state, Autenmia's internal energy is abnormally active, making it easier to seize power.

Immediately, Iori swung the Ame-no-Murakumo sword again, while simultaneously wielding the Savior Blade in her other hand. The starlight surging from the blade collided with the pursuing Hero Clan, tearing open Belcros's breastplate to reveal the dark red flesh inside that was constantly writhing and seemed to be boiling.

"Hooohoo!!"

The giant let out a roar that shattered the energy tides, and the mutation accelerated. Demonic bone spikes sprouted from its bronze-like outer shell, and its eyes were completely filled with blood-red pupils.

"Five dragons are destroyed!"

Five dark blue dragons descended from the sky, biting into Ortemia's limbs and torso, and then coiled around her.

Next came the black coffin and long iron chains, which eventually transformed into a towering Celtic cross, temporarily sealing Ortemia inside.

Time freezes!

This is the highest level of ghostly arts, and also a forbidden technique. Using it too much can even affect the balance of the three realms.

After conquering the Spirit King's Palace, Iori naturally obtained all the forbidden techniques information, which he could almost perfectly replicate with his level of skill.

If Autenmia had fought back desperately, Kido alone would probably not have been enough. Fortunately, he had already been ravaged by Belcros, and Nodos' subconscious also wanted to break free from the carnival, so he surrendered and was captured by Iori.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Iori unleashed the [Map of Mountains and Rivers], teleporting the heavily injured Aotianmia into the small world for her storage.

"Awooo!"

In that brief moment of hesitation, the immortal hero Belcros charged forward once more.

"Watch out!" Lecty shouted.

Iori frowned, instantly anticipating Belcroix's next move, and at the same time, pure white Kido power erupted from her body.

Only the Third Law's physique allows him to switch so quickly and flexibly between different skills.

He charged forward using the spiritual pressure storm of Shun'ou, the Kusanagi Sword drawing a delicate arc—the blade burst forth with dazzling lightning before touching the skin, directly piercing through the incredibly hard outer layer.

"Roar!"

Belial's eyes were bloodshot, and his mutated right arm slammed down with a force that seemed to crush space itself. Iori neither dodged nor evaded; her [Indestructible Vajra] ability automatically activated, a faint golden light appearing on her skin, as she decided to face Belial head-on!

At that moment, Iori felt like an ordinary person being charged by a bull, and for a moment, he didn't even feel like he was his own body!

"……ha!"

After flying tens of thousands of meters, Iori stabilized his body, looked at the Hero Clan chasing after him like mad dogs, and felt that his body had returned to normal. He felt extremely refreshed.

"In terms of brute force alone, I'm at a disadvantage! Hah!"

Iori activated [The Boy of Destiny], shrinking his body to the size of a sixteen-year-old and unleashing an astonishing surge of energy. The Divine Sword of Salvation and the Kusanagi Cross crossed to form a cross, and the ritual of the Earth Mother Goddess appeared in the form of text on the two divine weapons.

The power gathering above the Kusanagi Clouds was all-consuming, while the Divine Blade of Salvation summoned the Platinum Star, capable of severing all things in the universe. The two clashed as the swords swung—

This is a real starburst!!!

The pure white energy surge was thin and sharp, like a long knife piercing directly through the center of Belcouros's chest!

hum!

hum!

hum!

Three consecutive shockwaves struck, tearing the bodies of the heroes to pieces—

Bang!