Apocalypse Forecast

When the light blazed, the world plunged back into darkness.

Because no color in the entire graveyard could compete with that intense light!

"The light shines everywhere, thanks to divine might!"

Accompanied by Hercules’s proclamation, a fiery stream gathered and shot forward from the bowstring. Its speed far exceeded the recognition of the naked eye and human reflexes, nearly equaling the speed of light.

The moment it was shot, it had already hit the target.

And then, there was nothing.

"Kill!!!"

The skeleton shouted fanatically, as if possessed by a battle spirit, wielding the frying pan that had mostly melted in its hand.

Apart from the skull being burned black again, it was unscathed!

After such a huge impact, there weren’t even any signs of a concussion, probably because it didn’t have a brain at all.

The fighting spirit soared!

Instead, Huai Shi felt like his hand was going to break...

At this moment, he grabbed the skeleton’s spine, like holding a large shield, shrinking behind it and firmly protecting his vital areas.

Death Perception would tell him the source and direction of the attack in an instant, helping him fend off the lethal attack of the Sun Flame Arrows.

It was just a bit hot, a bit scalding.

It had already scorched the spacesuit strong enough to withstand radiation from a star, exposing the steel-like right arm, which had also turned a glaring red.

If it were someone else, they might have been ’boiling with blood’ long ago, but Huai Shi wasn’t worried at all.

Not to mention the Hand of Confinement, which had become the Casting Furnace, and its resistance to high temperatures. Just the flesh and blood of the Eternal Beast from the Ruins within was enough to not fear such a temperature.

Huai Shi even hoped for a bit more, to help enhance his digestive function!

In less than a few minutes, the high temperature of the Sun Flame Arrows and its purification properties had completed months’ worth of work for Huai Shi, helping him eradicate a large wave of active derivative tissues of the Eternal Beast.

What a great thing, truly a great thing.

It’s like a benevolent Olympus!

At this moment, Huai Shi looked at Hercules with gratitude in his eyes, wishing he could cheer him on and have him shoot a few more to help rescue his sealed main account faster.

Gratitude, appreciation, and being moved are one thing, but that doesn’t mean he shouldn’t fight back!

After enduring a wave of Sun Flame Arrows, the Resentment Water in Huai Shi’s hand waved without needing Thunder to burst, continuously throwing blood rain towards Hercules.

Though it was useless, even if it couldn’t cause direct damage, the poison inside was enough for him to hatefully drink two jugs—Hercules’s teacher Chiron was said to be immortal, wasn’t he still tormented by poison to the point of wishing for death?

The dancing blood noticeably added a lot of trouble to the opponent.

Like annoying mosquitoes, inexhaustible to drive away, indestructible, yet easily resurrected. Wherever it passed, colorful fungal traces grew on the ground, and the air became sweetly sticky.

This reminded Hercules of Hydra’s lair, with its ever-present poisonous mists and suffocating feeling.

At such times, he habitually reached for his waist, but couldn’t find the bronze jar containing Medusa’s head. Otherwise, just lifting that head would make all annoying opponents break without a fight.

Even a Great Grandmaster couldn’t address everything in such a short time.

After completing his almost peak state, Hercules had no energy to spare for the god-given weapons.

Seeing Huai Shi repeatedly test the boundaries and his shady skeleton, the originally boiling warrior blood couldn’t help but get irritated.

Why would Publius leave such an unreliable avatar behind?

"Don’t you feel ashamed?" he asked angrily.

"Ashamed? How is it written? Were you taught by the Argo?"

Huai Shi sneered, holding the skeleton more vigorously, and retorted loudly: "Besides, this is my brother from another mother and father! How is helping each other shameful?"

Hercules was stunned.

The skeleton was also stunned, then became pleasantly surprised, turning its head 180 degrees to look at Huai Shi, "Is it true, A-Dog!"

Could this be my own brother!

No wonder he seemed so familiar!

Being gazed at with those joyful and enthusiastic eyes, even Huai Shi’s expression started to falter.

"...In any case, whether we’re blood-related or not, it doesn’t matter, this is a soul bond! A bond, do you understand!"

Huai Shi raised his head, shamelessly saying: "We, the Two Friends of Huangshan, advance and retreat together. If one of you comes, there are two of us, even if all you Argo Heroes come, it’s still two of us!"

With those words, as one of the few ’upright members’ on the mischievous Greek team of Argo, Hercules was suddenly speechless.

After all, those who dared say such strange things to him were usually hammered to death by him.

Moreover, he found a sliver of recognition in this opponent’s style of using any means necessary... it seemed familiar, like he’d seen it somewhere?

However, isn’t this what a duel should be? It doesn’t matter if it’s despicable or glorious; glory and victory belong only to the strong, while the weak deserve only dust and death.

Instead, he’d been bound by so-called noble lineage, forgetting the most precious insights of the past and the determination he relied on to grow.

He got enlightened.

This was a solemn confrontation worthy of offering to Ares!

Faced with such an enemy, how could he be cowardly?