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“Baek Seo-ryeon…?”

Yu-hyun looked at Baek Seo-ryeon, who had collapsed on the ground, with trembling eyes.

Blood was flowing continuously from her pierced abdomen.

No, no.

Yu-hyun hurriedly approached her.

Baek Seo-ryeon was still breathing.

Her wound was large, but it could be healed if treated quickly.

Yu-hyun immediately infused his energy into her. But the wound’s regeneration was slow.

The energy engraved on the wound was hindering the healing process.

Yu-hyun took out the Tierra Brass perfume oil.

This, which was comparable to an elixir, could heal Baek Seo-ryeon’s wound…

Clang!

As soon as Yu-hyun took out the perfume oil, Hercules reached out his hand.

A huge wave of energy surged and shattered the perfume bottle in Yu-hyun’s hand.

Hercules spoke with a voice full of disdain.

“Don’t bother. It’s just a futile attempt to prolong a miserable life.”

“…”

Yu-hyun did not answer Hercules’ words.

His empty gaze lingered on the shattered perfume bottle, then turned to Hercules.

“What are you going to do if you glare at me like that…”

In an instant, less than 0.00001 seconds, Yu-hyun became a devil and rushed towards Hercules.

Right after that.

Yu-hyun was buried deep in the ground.

‘Wha…t?’

What had just happened?

He remembered running towards Hercules and swinging his sword at him. But at that moment, a huge shock hit his abdomen and his vision flipped dozens of times, and then another huge shock hit his back.

Hercules had thrown a punch, and Yu-hyun had been flung back by it.

He didn’t just break through the wall, but his body dug into the ground and got stuck inside.

‘I didn’t see it.’

What was that? How could he be so strong?

He was sure his attack was fast too. But the movement that Hercules showed him was unbelievable.

Even his eye that could see the future did not warn him of any danger from him. Hercules’ fist was something that he couldn’t see or avoid even with Laplace’s eye.

What kind of absurd strength was this?

But at that moment, Yu-hyun remembered Baek Seo-ryeon, who was bleeding and lying on the ground.

“…!!!”

Yu-hyun screamed silently and lifted himself up from the pile of rocks.

And he ran towards Hercules again, much faster than when he flew up.

Just then, Hercules was reaching out his hand towards Kang Hye-rim.

“You’re a strong woman. You would suit me as a companion.”

“Don’t make me laugh!”

Yu-hyun ran straight at him and kicked Hercules’ head with his foot.

Boom!

A huge shockwave spread around them. Hercules raised one hand and easily blocked Yu-hyun’s attack.

Yu-hyun felt it instinctively.

If he didn’t use all his strength, everyone here would die.

And if he couldn’t knock him down quickly, Baek Seo-ryeon would die too.

Then he would use all his remaining strength to knock him down.

Fire! The energy of the Seven Demons Black Sky Divine Skill spread around Yu-hyun.

It turned into a fist and lifted Hercules’ body into the sky.

Hercules’ body flew through the hole in the ceiling and soared high into the air. Yu-hyun sprouted black wings on his back and chased after Hercules.

‘Die!’

He didn’t have time to say anything. His sword flashed and slashed at Hercules’ body countless times.

Hercules floated in the air and took Yu-hyun’s merciless attacks with his whole body.

How long did the attack that lasted hundreds of times per second continue?

Yu-hyun, who was out of breath, saw Hercules’ intact appearance with only minor scratches on his body.

He had focused on attacking only the parts where there was no Nemean lion skin. But his steel-like body, no, much harder than that, had no serious wounds.

“Is that all?”

“…!”

Before Yu-hyun could say anything, Hercules’ wicked hand grabbed Yu-hyun’s face.

“That’s disappointing.”

And then, Yu-hyun’s body slammed into the ground below.

In the dusty cloud, as Yu-hyun tried to get up, Hercules’ giant figure fell next to him with a thud.

Before he could even regain his posture, Hercules swung his club at Yu-hyun’s single sword.

Clash! Hercules crossed his arms and deflected the swords, but he couldn’t stop his body from being pushed back slightly.

For the first time, a hint of surprise flashed in Hercules’ eyes.

“Who are you…?”

Hercules asked Choi Do-yoon, but Choi Do-yoon didn’t answer.

He realized that he was the Hercules of Olympus, and immediately opened up all his power.

Swords gathered in the air and formed a single sword.

Choi Do-yoon immediately stabbed it at Hercules’ forehead.

The huge sword fell like a meteor.

“Hmm. This is dangerous.”

Hercules muttered with a still confident voice and pulled out a weapon from his right hand.

It looked crude, but it had a dangerous aura that could be felt. It was the club that Hercules often used in his legends.

Hercules took out the club and swung it at Choi Do-yoon’s single sword.

Hercules was a giant of 3m, and his club was huge enough to match him, but the single sword was a colossal sword that was over 1km long.

It was incomparable, but surprisingly, Hercules’ club shattered the single sword.

Choi Do-yoon moved his sword again. The fragments of the single sword turned into countless swords and circled around Hercules like a swarm of sharks.

Hercules snorted lightly and lifted his right foot to stamp on the ground.

────!!!

A massive shockwave swept away all the swords.

Not satisfied with that, he also pushed Choi Do-yoon back.

As Hercules approached Choi Do-yoon to swing his club, countless threads flew and tied up Hercules’ body.

Yu-hyun’s Black Lightning tightened around Hercules’ body. Hercules frowned and shook his body vigorously. Thud. Thud.

The Black Lightning, which could cut diamonds like tofu, couldn’t withstand Hercules’ strength and broke weakly.

“That’s right. You were there.”

“I’m here too.”

Hercules said that and Choi Do-yoon stabbed his sword at his vital point.

As Hercules raised his club to block Choi Do-yoon’s sword, Willford, the executioner who had regained his posture, slashed his sword down from behind Hercules.

Clang!

“…What!”

Willford widened his eyes as if he couldn’t believe that his sword bounced off the lion skin even though it wasn’t full power.

Hercules quickly pushed Choi Do-yoon away with his strength and swung his club at Willford.

“Stop!”

Nemarta, another executioner who had been watching the situation go awry, stepped in.

He swung his spear tip and created hundreds of afterimages in the air, piercing Hercules’ body.

Hercules blocked all the spear tips with his hands that were too fast to see.

Nemarta bit his lip. He thought it was over when he became a prisoner, but then this monstrous guy showed up. He was the one who destroyed the alliance. He instinctively felt that this monster would kill everyone here.

‘Where did this guy come from…!’

He was too desperate to properly identify who he was facing. But he made a correct judgment based on his instinct.

He spun his spear and withdrew his attack. He put all his strength into the tip of his spear.

At the same time, the legendary magic tool of the Salio Empire, the magic spear, trembled and condensed its energy more and more at one point.

Aiming. And firing.

The pulled spear flew out.

A thin line appeared in the air and was sucked into Hercules’ chest.

“It hurts.”

But the spear didn’t pierce through Hercules’ body. It only penetrated a finger’s length, that’s it.

Nemarta’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Hercules said it hurt honestly, but that casual remark gave Nemarta endless despair.

He finally realized what Hercules looked like, and who he really was.

“Yo-you are…”

Who in this world wouldn’t know the giant man with a lion skin on his head?

Even if he was a saint, it would be the same.

Hercules.

The ultimate weapon of Olympus, who could be called that.

The strongest among all heroes.

No, he had surpassed heroes and even led the war against Olympus to victory, the war that almost destroyed Olympus.

The current Hercules was not just a great hero.

He was a god who even scared the gods, the protagonist of the mythical war, who smashed the heads of Laplace’s demons with his club and pierced them with arrows…

The undisputed strongest of Olympus.

While everyone was trembling in fear, only two people attacked Hercules without caring about him.

The Way of Sword, Infinite Sword Army (無限劍軍).

Seven Demons Black Sky Divine Skill Oma Variation, Black Moon Infinite Advance (黑月無窮進).

Choi Do-yoon and Kang Yu-hyun attacked Hercules from both sides.

Hercules stood still and unleashed his power.

Kwagagak!

The techniques of two beings who surpassed executioners were pushed back by Hercules’ power.

The lords who watched that scene couldn’t hide their despair.

Hercules.

The monster of Olympus had come this far.

They knew how strong he was just by rumors, but seeing him in person was different.

Hercules was too strong for words.

A huge and brilliant star made of pure strength.

It seemed like the world itself was drawn to his power.

As I attacked Hercules, I felt a wall for the first time.

I didn’t feel this frustrated when I faced Moby D**k in the past, or when I encountered her phantom beast in Seo Sumin’s nightmare.

‘So what.’

But I couldn’t stop.

If I didn’t kill him, I couldn’t save Baek Seo-ryeon.

No, is it already too late to save her?

The only way to heal her was gone.

How long could Baek Seo-ryeon last with such a wound?

As I thought of Baek Seo-ryeon bleeding, I felt my heart burn.

Again.

I failed to protect her again because I was too weak.

After Kang Hye-rim, Baek Seo-ryeon too.

‘It’s because of that bastard!!!’

My killing intent towards Hercules rose to the bone.

My hand moved wildly in the air.

I unleashed all kinds of techniques I learned from Seo Sumin, and added my own variations to them.

Seven Demons Black Sky Divine Skill

Disaster Flower, Falling Flower Formation , Severing Slash, Chaos Scatter, Flower Piercing.

My strength drained out like a low tide, but I burned it with my will and poured it out more.

Blood burst from my veins and ran down my eyes, but I didn’t care.

Demon Dragon Turning Heaven, Heavenly Pressure Ink Wave, Gathering Evil Thunderous Roar, Black Thunder King,

Scattering Destruction Thunder, Eight Feet Jade Light.

I vomited out everything I had, everything I possessed, to kill him.

To kill the one who tried to kill Baek Seo-ryeon.

I erased his existence from this world, without leaving a trace.

Ghostly Destruction, Blood Sky Chaos, Blood Wing King, Blood Realm Domination.

From the first to the sixth level of the Seven Demons Black Sky Divine Skill, everything was unleashed.

The enormous power that distorted even space swallowed Hercules and indiscriminately slashed his body.

“Dieeee!!!”

Was it because he heard Yu-hyun’s scream filled with hatred?

A muffled sound came from inside, as if Hercules was muttering something.

And right after, a huge flash of light shot out like a cannon towards Yu-hyun.

It pierced through all the skills he had displayed and flew over. It was a giant arrow. It blew off Yu-hyun’s left arm and soared high into the sky.

In the slowly flowing time.

Hercules’ figure pulling the bowstring was reflected in Yu-hyun’s eyes.

Many people think of Hercules as someone who beats monsters with a club, but that’s not the case. His greatest weapon was his bow.

It was this bow that ended the Giant War, the Gigantomachia.

“Ah.”

Yu-hyun’s body fell powerlessly to the ground.

As Hercules tried to move again, Choi Do-yoon, Wilford, and Nemarta rushed towards him at the same time. But from the moment Hercules took out his bow, their defeat was inevitable.

Despite holding a ranged weapon, Hercules shot his bow with unbelievable speed.

Three shots. They moved freely in the air and aimed for the lives of the three Executors.

They each tried to block the arrows, but it was not enough. Their bodies bounced off and disappeared into the horizon as tiny dots.

Hercules realized that none of them had died.

So this is what they call Executors.

It was annoying, but he still had plenty of arrows left.

As Hercules pulled the bowstring again to finish off the Executors, the Lords stepped in.

“Stop him! Protect the Executors!”

A dwarf warrior with a huge axe, an elf who wielded elemental magic, a mage who engulfed the world in flames, and a martial artist who poured out all his skills.

Hercules looked at them and swung his club as if he was swatting flies.

Every time he swung his club, one of the Lords’ lives disappeared. No matter how powerful their inner energy was, no matter how sturdy their armor was, they all fell equally.

A Lord who ruled over a city died with a single blow.

The only one who survived Hercules’ strike was Wimohyuk. But his Great Shield was shattered, and he himself spat out a bowl of blood and flew far away.

Hercules’ voice was filled with anger as he couldn’t have a decent fight.

“Is this all you have to oppose our Great Army Olympus?”

Then it was truly ridiculous.

What are Lords and what are Executors? Even if they were praised by others, they were nothing more than this.

Hercules’ gaze turned to Yu-hyun, who knelt down on his spot.

The Lord of Books. Some of the main gods in Olympus seemed to like that man, but Hercules had no interest in that at all.

“You were the only one who showed some decent performance here. But that’s over now.”

Hercules walked towards Yu-hyun, who had lost his left arm and slumped down powerlessly.

The Alliance would be destroyed. It was a matter of course from the moment he stepped in.

Everything they ruled over would be under Olympus.

Hercules’ shadow loomed over Yu-hyun.

‘The end?’

Yu-hyun couldn’t believe this situation. Hercules was too strong.

From the moment he appeared, he killed the Lords and subdued even the Executors with his overwhelming might. He was truly worthy of being called Olympus’ strongest.

Why did the first generation Spirits forbid their children from being born by Genesis System?

Why did the first and second generation Spirits deliberately prevent the third generation Spirits from being created?

There was only one reason for that.

It was because of Hercules in front of him. His existence made even Genesis wary of him.

“I’ll make it quick for you.”

Don’t make me laugh.

Yu-hyun clenched his teeth and got up from his spot.

He lost his left arm, but he could heal it later.

“I.”

“…”

“I didn’t come all this way to kneel down here.”

He glared at Hercules with unwavering eyes, and Hercules also looked at him with interest.

Most of the ‘prey’ he had defeated so far had always broken or collapsed in front of death.

This man was different. He was not a prey.

He was a great warrior, or something else.

Yes. That’s how you should face me.

“I’ll give you credit for that fighting spirit. But the gap in power is too clear.”

Hercules lifted his club and swung it down on Yu-hyun’s head, but at that moment.

[Phew. How come you always get involved with these guys?]

Flash!

From the far horizon, a golden streak flashed in the sky.

Something flew towards Hercules like lightning.

“…!”

Hercules’ face changed drastically.

He pulled his club to his chest and took a defensive stance.

Right after, the golden rod stuck on his club.

────!!!

Hercules’ body couldn’t withstand the impact and flew backwards.

He broke the protruding strata, carved a huge ravine on the ground, and kept sliding back.

He didn’t budge an inch even against the combined attacks of countless Lords, but he was blown away by a single strike.

‘That golden rod was…’

A golden strand of hair that was in Yu-hyun’s arms flew up in the wind.

Soon, the golden hair turned into dust and disappeared, and another being took its place.

[How long has it been since I lent you a strand of my hair, and you’re already fighting these guys?]

The Warlike Victorious Buddha, Sun Wukong, wearing a golden chain mail.

He smiled playfully at Yu-hyun.