Chapter 218

Hercules understood Artoria's thoughts and suddenly realized.

"Since you are still alive and still have the physical strength to fight, the battle between us is not over yet, and the outcome is still unknown."

Arturia stared at Hercules, and the clear fighting spirit surged like a tide, which aroused Hercules' warrior instinct and made his whole body tense subconsciously.

"Using the surrounding environment to exert stronger power is also part of the tactics. I won't blame you for being a swindler. Likewise... I will also use my most powerful move next. This is probably the real last move. Hit."

"Let's bring this battle to a satisfying end for both sides."

Clearly standing together, Hercules appears taller and more powerful.

But at this moment, in the face of that fighting spirit, Hercules felt as if he was overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum.

Sighing helplessly, Hercules scratched his head.

"Ah... I really lost to you. No matter in terms of strength, talent, or warrior nature, I have completely lost."

Putting down his hands, Hercules grinned, his golden eyes fixed on Artoria's figure, as if he wanted to engrave her into his godhead forever, so that all "Hercules" would remember her. ...He had met such an excellent warrior.

"Since you've been invited so kindly, I can't do anything to spoil the fun."

He bent down and clenched his fist tightly with his right hand. The aura that seemed to burst into the sky burst out, and the spell burned like a flame as the power of the spell was stirred up.

In an instant, the blood flowing in Artoria's veins began to flow faster, and the beating of the dragon's heart became more powerful.

An unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped her.

"You kid...are you actually hiding such a killer move?"

Arturia could feel that the next blow was more threatening to her... even surpassing the previous arrow that shot through the sky and injured her.

The strong emotions filling my heart were not fear, but anticipation and excitement.

The instinct of a warrior and the madness of the god of disobedience are all driving her to defeat this crisis and overcome this great cause.

"Let's take this as a farewell!"

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Chapter 392: A man who once supported the sky and split the sea.

In Greek mythology, there was a very famous treasure.

golden apple.

It symbolizes wealth, power, luck, and beauty.

Because of its great significance, it has appeared in many film and television works and game animations, such as FGO.

Golden apples first appeared at the wedding of Zeus and Hera. Gaia, the goddess of the earth, gave a fruit tree full of golden apples as a wedding gift. Zeus sent the three daughters of the night god, Hesperides and the Hundred-headed The dragon Ladon guards the golden apple tree.

The most ostentatious appearance of the golden apple was at the wedding of the human hero Leus and the sea goddess Thetis. All the gods were invited to attend, but Eris, the goddess of discord, was not invited. The vindictive goddess Eris will A golden apple with "For the most beautiful goddess" written on it was delivered to the wedding venue. The incident triggered a conflict between the three goddesses with the highest status and strongest power among the goddesses, Hera, Athena and Aphrodite. This incident also indirectly triggered the subsequent Trojan War and Hercules' third The eleventh trial is to obtain the golden apple guarded by Hesperides and Ladon.

Under the guidance of the goddess of mountains, forests and rivers, Heracles subdued the old sea god Nereus and asked for the location of the golden apple.

On the way, Hercules also rescued the fire thief Prometheus from the Caucasus Mountains. Prometheus directed him to the place where the giant Atlas carried the sky to seek help from him.

After finding Atlas, Hercules temporarily carried the sky instead of Atlas, while Atlas killed the dragon, deceived the daughter of Night God, and retrieved the golden apple.

However, Atlas was unwilling to continue carrying the sky and wanted Hercules to continue to hold it up. Hercules pretended that he wanted to find a cushion so that he could continue to carry the sky and asked Atlas to temporarily replace him. After a while, Atlas took the burden and immediately left with the golden apples.

Hercules, the Disobedient, possesses twelve powers, corresponding to the twelve trials he completed in the myth.

However, his eleventh power is not the golden apple that can make the Queen of Heaven, the Goddess of Wisdom and the Goddess of Beauty quarrel, but the mighty power that once carried the sky!

"O Gods on Mount Olympus! Lord of the Earth, Lord of the Sea, Lord of the Sky! All look at them! Be frightened by them! Tremble with them!"

"O brave hero! I will dedicate this blow!"

This power can only display its true power when facing huge objects.

In addition, in order to use this power, Hercules would need a long time to accumulate power.

More importantly... even in his prime, he would lose his combat effectiveness after using this power, let alone him who was still in a weak state after being resurrected.

If you force this broken body to use this power, there should be only one result.

"After this whole-body blow, my five strong bodies will be scattered and broken immediately!"

The moment this blow is struck, he will die.

The body is completely destroyed, and the godhead returns to mythology.

However, if you want to respond to that warrior.

There is no better shot than this one.

Hercules' sight passed through the storm surrounding him, and stared at Altria in the distance who was also concentrating on a stunning attack.

Then, he couldn't help but smile.

"Don't die!"

Alexander, who had been hiding in the dark and secretly observing the development of the situation, had the opposite idea from Hercules. He hoped that Altria would die in this attack.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see how terrible Hercules' next attack was.

Even if it was a God Slayer, if he took this attack head-on, he would probably have to rely on the power of resurrection to save his life.

After all, it was an attack launched by a top-notch [Steel] hero god at the cost of his own death. It would be unreasonable if it didn't have this power.

Altria estimated intuitively... Even if she used all her strength to release the treasure, the brilliance of the holy sword would probably be blown away by this attack.

So, she had to find another way.

Even the holy sword forged in the inner sea of ​​​​the stars had limitations before it was unsealed.

Since it was confirmed that the brilliance of the holy sword was not enough to cope with the current situation, Altria put it down.

Of course, giving up easily was impossible.

She slowly raised her hand, and what came out of her mouth was not a word, but a spell.

"The mask of turbid flesh and blood, the steel princess of decay and long sleep, kneel down and step on the spiral stairs, the one who wears the crown and inherits the flame, the thirty-three greedy wolf, the sixty-sixth Xiaolong, the hidden thunder, the distant light, the curved water, the broken wheel, the red belt, pray devoutly to destruction!"

In an instant, nearly ten huge fiery red magic circles appeared in the sky, with complex and obscure magic patterns painted on them, and each stroke exuded amazing magic power.

The strongest magic that humans can master, the explosion magic.

It is said that even gods and demons can be killed.

However, the spell was made up by Altria temporarily, because Huihui used different spells every time to use the explosion magic, which caused Altria to forget what the real spell of the explosion magic was. However, if the spell was used directly without chanting, the power would decrease, which was a bit like the difference between chanted and non-chanted ghosts in "Bleach", so Altria just made up one at random.

And now, Altria cast this magic again as the God of Disobedience, and its power has surpassed its original limit, becoming a true "one-hit-killing" magic of gods.

Even the smallest magic circle has a diameter of nearly a thousand meters.

Such a huge magic circle overlapped and slowly rotated, as if the terrible spell power that was going to destroy the whole world was constantly increasing and compressing.

Alexander looked up at the huge circles of magic circles, and the scorching fire shone on his body, making him feel cold all over.

"What a joke?!"

Without any hesitation, Alexander used the power called [Lightning Flint] and fled at a divine speed.

Once this magic falls, he will definitely die within the attack range!

He does not have the same resurrection power as Vauban, so if he dies, he is really dead.

He does not even have the spare energy to care whether this blow will destroy his great maze, along with the surrounding seawater and even the seabed.

Now he must race against time if he does not want to die under this magic.

When Alexander fled in panic, Hercules looked up at the magic circles and laughed.

"So you also have such a powerful blow hidden, King Arthur! Hahaha!"

Hercules was very happy.

As a farewell gift, as a blow to send him back to mythology, it is completely impeccable.

After Alexander escaped, it also meant that the maze had lost its owner.

If it were now, both Altria and Hercules could easily break through the maze and escape.

But now they only have each other in their eyes.

The sight of the two met through the fire and the storm.

In a telepathic connection, they simultaneously released a long-accumulated blow full of gratitude and respect.

"The great arm that once supported the sky and split the sea——!!"

"Explosion——!!"

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Chapter 393 Alexander fell into thought.

Light.

The blazing light, like a star going out, engulfed everything.

At that moment, the whole world shook.

The ground veins and magnetic fields all became chaotic.

Anyone who tried to look directly at the existence of the light would instantly faint.

Therefore, the light did not leave any real-time records.

Relying on the power of speed, Alexander successfully escaped from the range of the fire.

The clothes he wore were wet and stuck to his body, and he couldn't tell whether it was the cold sweat caused by fear or the sea water splashing on him.

"Damn... I thought I was going to die here today."

The whole person seemed to be exhausted, with fatigue and lingering fear between his eyebrows.

He knew very well that the opponent was very strong.

He had known this since he learned of the death of Marquis Vauban, and he also attached great importance to him. He had been looking for the enemy's weaknesses, constantly collecting information about the enemy, and even cooperating with the old rival who had defeated him.

However... the strength of that monster-like goddess was like an abyss with no bottom.

Every time he thought he saw the bottom of the abyss, what he saw was even deeper despair.

"... It's not time to despair yet."

Scratching his head, Alexander quickly calmed down.

"When I was not yet a godslayer, the gap between me and the gods was much greater than this... Since I could create miracles at that time, there is no reason why I can't this time."

"Use your brain and don't stop thinking, Alexander... As long as we have the magic sword that killed King Arthur, we will have a chance of winning, so what we have to do now has not changed."

"The disobedient Hercules may have returned to the myth. Such terrible magic, even the top hero among the heroes of [Steel] cannot take it head-on and survive. It is like the sun. The terrifying high temperature of death is enough to melt all the [steel]. "

"And the disobedient King Arthur has just released such a powerful magic, the consumption cannot be small, the magic power contained in the magic circle is comparable to the total magic power of a godslayer... and she has also received the full force of the disobedient Hercules head-on. Even if she is not dead now, she must be seriously injured. "

Facing the eleventh power of Hercules [the arm that once supported the sky and split the sea], in fact, even if she died, it is understandable, plus there is the explosion magic that is even more powerful than that.

However, Alexander's intuition kept warning him that the other party would never die so easily.

"How could a magician who can use such a powerful magic make such a low-level mistake of being killed by his own magic... huh?"

Suddenly, Alexander frowned, as if something was wrong.

It was a problem that he had discovered a long time ago, but there were too many doubts that he had not figured out at the time, and everything was in speculation, so he ignored it and let it go.

"Why can King Arthur use magic?"

This question suddenly popped up in his mind.

He had asked this question at the beginning, and Alice just answered "Maybe it's because of Merlin" and skipped it.

The legend does not mention that King Arthur can use magic. If it is just basic magic such as hypnosis and reducing the sense of existence, it would be fine. After all, he followed the great magician Merlin, and he might have learned it by osmosis. But...even this kind of great magic that is comparable to power can be used. Even the magician Merlin may not be able to do it, right?

Speaking of which, at that time they were just guessing, and they had not yet confirmed that the goddess was King Arthur, and the other party had never admitted it to them.

Why have they already determined that his real name is King Arthur, and have begun to make countermeasures for this?

"Because of the picture seen by Alice and the others? Or...because of Guinevere's attention?"

Alexander knows the legend of the Last King. After all, he has been fighting against Guinevere for many years. Among all the godslayers, he can be said to be the one who knows the Last King best.