I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

"Who are you!?"

Mithras was horrified.

Mingxian then looked at him, her expression solemn: "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Mingxian."

"What is your relationship with Xiao Ai?"

"It should be considered a wedding night, a relationship where he was willing to abandon his beautiful bride to come over."

He paused for a moment, then looked at Mithras. "You must be Perseus, right?"

Mithras's expression turned solemn. "That's just another name I have in this land. My name is Mithras!"

"You chose this name."

Mingxian nodded slightly and opened his right hand to Mithras. "Return the Golden Sword you stole. I don't want to fight an injured person. Even if you escape, I won't pursue you."

Let me put it bluntly.

"As long as you return the Golden Sword, I can let you go."

"Otherwise, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will still catch up with you."

To be honest, Mingxian didn't really want to fight.

The main problem is the lack of benefits. In this state, even if he defeats Mithras, he probably won't gain any power. In addition, he fought with Luo Hao half a day ago and transferred the forces of [Thousand Body Scorching Star] to Edelweiss. He is not in his full potential right now.

Taking everything into consideration, it's alright to let Mithras go for now.

Mithras looked at Mingxian and smiled with delight. "I understand what you mean. What will you do if I say I want to fight?"

Mingxian's lips curled up in a smile.

"Of course, a magnificent victory!"

As soon as the words fell, both the hero and the demon king drew their swords!

Clang!

Mithras's great sword shone brightly as it clashed violently with the blazing blade of the Flame Saber in Mingxian's hand.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, like lightning streaking across the sky on a summer afternoon, dazzling and eye-catching.

The surrounding air seemed to be torn to pieces by this unparalleled power, and the fighting spirit and flames intertwined to create a tragic scene, dyeing the sky a deep blood red.

Clang clang!

Mithras's moves became increasingly fierce, each one revealing a simple and unadorned power. He moved at superhuman speed, and the speed at which he wielded his blade was even faster than his opponent's.

This seemingly simple action, for an extraordinary hero, is enough to determine the outcome of the battle.

Instead of retreating, the player pressed forward, the confident smile on his lips as unwavering as a stubborn rock, never wavering in the slightest.

"Yaksha Kagura".

The zither seemed to transform into a dancing sprite, weaving through the flashing blades, each strike perfectly neutralizing Mithras's attacks.

Rather than blocking it, it's more like cleverly sliding it away.

Like water flowing around rocks, it avoids the sharp edges while still retaining the beauty of power.

With a flick of his wrist, he gathered the force he had stolen during the previous clash into an invisible power, which he then channeled into a crimson blade of light and slashed forward with it.

boom!

The crimson blade light tore through the constraints of heaven and earth, like an angry dragon emerging from the sea, tearing a hideous chasm into the earth behind Mithras.

Within the ravine, raging fire burned fiercely, as if to incinerate all sins and suffering, leaving only endless ashes and the blood-red setting sun.

Pfft!

Mithras's body was mercilessly torn apart by the flames, and he spat out a mouthful of divine blood.

The divine blood fell and transformed into essence, nourishing heaven and earth.

Severely injured, Mithras found his divine power waning, but his aura rose instead of falling. After obtaining the Golden Sword, his self-esteem continued to rise, and his power as a god of disobedience was also being demonstrated.

No longer confined to the self of "Perseus, the Steel Hero".

The self as "Mithras the King of Gods" is being manifested, its divinity manifesting as law, order, light, kingship... and many other powers that wantonly influence the world and civilization.

Mithra spoke in a majestic and powerful voice: "I, the King, will judge all matters of the world! With my thousand hands and thousand eyes, I will enforce the covenant of the universe and punish all those who breach it!"

hum!

Suddenly, the halo behind its head burst into a dazzling light, like the rising sun, illuminating everything around it.

Countless laws emerged from the halo, like invisible threads weaving together mysterious patterns. Divine power surged and turbulent. Each law was closely connected to Mithras's hair, as if his hair had suddenly grown so large that it covered the heavens and the earth, causing the entire world to tremble.

In an instant, Mithras's form became incredibly majestic and enormous, standing firm like a mountain, making everything in the world feel small and powerless.

At the same time, the halo behind his head also rose infinitely, seemingly encompassing the entire universe.

Within the aperture are hundreds of arms.

Each arm radiated light.

Each arm has an eye.

At this moment, Mithras seemed to become the master of the universe.

Its eyes are fixed upon all living beings.

His punishment was wrong.

A thousand arms moved in response, stretching out like a peacock's tail, and hurtled towards the zither!

"Mithras."

During the battle, the zither rang out.

His throat and tongue did not utter a sound, but his voice echoed between heaven and earth.

Mithras brandished his greatsword, his brow furrowed slightly, his attention undiminished by the sound.

In the outdoor scene, the [Mysterious Maiden War Drum] sounds, acting as a mouthpiece to speak, "Don't use cards given by others. This is a lesson I'm teaching you. Be more careful in your next life."

Wow!

Suddenly, a red flag appeared above Mingxian's head.

[Sword Master] instantly enhanced his control over his weapon, while [Sky-Clear Chasing the Mist] transformed the "command" into a spiritual wind, blowing it into Mithras's body.

"Hear my command! I am the master of all weapons, the monarch of all weapons in the world. With this banner, I command—Golden Sword, self-destruct!"

hum!

Mithras was immediately shocked, as golden sword-shaped runes suddenly appeared on his body.

The immense divine power of the previously absorbed Golden Sword was like a powder keg that had been ignited, ready to explode at any moment.

"My fathers, the glory of the East, grant me strength—you who create miracles in your name, the embodiment of 'victory' who serves the shining sun! Lay down your swords! Bow down in submission!"

The halo behind him shone brightly, as if trying to control the [Golden Sword] that was about to explode!

"Transformation."

Flesh and blood were transformed into steel, and clothes into armor.

In the outdoor scene, the savior's sword is suddenly drawn, and a pure white light of salvation emerges from it, leaving a trail of flame.

He slammed his right foot down and kicked towards the god-king Mithras!

boom!

The thousands of "hands of order" that fell like the sky were mercilessly smashed!

The white light in Mithra's pupils grew larger and brighter.

“I won’t just let you crash into me like a ‘clone’!” Mithras gritted his teeth, his muscles tense, as if he wanted to completely suppress the golden sword within him.

At the same time, he suddenly raised his hand, and a deep celestial sphere, like the heart of the universe, suddenly appeared in his palm. He concentrated all his strength in his palm and pushed it forward with force.

The celestial sphere moved and blocked his way.

Space is sealed off, time stands still.

The universe paled in comparison, and all things fell silent.

The [Iron Body] was infused with the power of the comet and superimposed with the light of salvation, surging like a torrent of steel, yet it could not change direction and could only crash straight into the celestial sphere of the universe.

Within the celestial sphere, three meters in diameter, Mingxian's figure was frozen in time, as if time had lost its meaning for him at that moment.

One second!

Mithras, relying on his cosmic power, abruptly stopped the twang of the bowstring for a full second.

If he were in his full power and used all his strength, he could probably immobilize the Godslayer for quite some time.

However, this brief pause does not change anything.

With a loud crack, the celestial sphere shattered like fragile glass, and fragments rained down like a meteor shower, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime.

The string, propelled by inertia, rushed in front of Mithras.

The steel body shattered instantly, vanishing without a trace like bubbles.

The light of salvation suddenly vanished, as if it had never existed.

Mithras's body trembled slightly, clearly indicating that this attack was a considerable burden for him.

"Was the combat phase forcibly skipped? But unfortunately, I don't have the habit of waiting for the cooldown."

Mingxian showed no sign of stopping and threw a punch at Mithras.

Boom!Boom!

The sound of the "Mystic Maiden War Drum" caused Mithras, who was trying to dodge the punch, to freeze slightly, but he still managed to dodge at a divine level.

The fist merely grazed Mithras's cheek.

No harm was done.

"My life is over!"

Mithras cried out, his cheeks instantly burning, and crimson knife-shaped runes appeared on his face.

Others might not be able to see it, but Mithras could clearly see the [Flame Saber], which had transformed into a whirlwind, being punched into his body.