Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

As she slowly removed her hood, she revealed beautiful blonde hair and sky-blue eyes.

Her fair and delicate skin made the girl even more beautiful and charming, and she also exuded a kind of bewitching charm—or perhaps divinity.

It was a special quality that ordinary people could not resist.

Her soft little mouth was slightly open, as if she were saying something, as if she were breathing warmly into someone's ear.

Night didn't hear what the other person said. Even though Night was in a state of absolute calm, she lost consciousness for a moment before suddenly waking up.

—It's an innate charm!

Because of the aura that was constantly emanating from him, even though he was on guard, he was still caught off guard the moment he saw the other person.

The intense sensation immediately jolted Ye awake, making him feel a chill run down his spine.

He hadn't sensed anyone in that direction before.

Or rather—the other party is not human at all, and has no life force.

Just by seeing her face, I was almost fooled.

While Ye couldn't guarantee his strength, his mental resistance was something even Hector had once envied.

so--

Can simply revealing one's face really make heroes fall for it?

If it were any other hero, they would probably have been completely charmed and would have been willing to die for her.

And recalling what the other party just said—

here it is……

"The land of the dead?!"

“That’s right, it’s the underworld beneath this land—the hero Aeneas.” The girl welcomed the night with a joyful voice.

But the "night" he spoke of was someone else entirely.

"Aeneas?" Night's pupils contracted slightly, surprised to hear such an unexpected name.

Isn't this the name of Hector's brother, the only hero who ultimately escaped the Trojan battlefield and founded the precursor to Rome?

"Why do you call me Aeneas? You should be able to tell that my aura is different from Aeneas's." Night coldly looked at the girl, already prepared to make a move at any moment.

Rome also had an underworld, located beneath the land of Carthage.

If this is the underworld, then the reason why we can't sense any life in the blizzard-swept world outside is because it's full of dead people?

Since it's the underworld, the absence of life makes sense.

"Aeneas is Aeneas, the hero chosen by the Roman will for the land."

"Didn't you come here specifically to see me?" The girl suddenly showed a sorrowful and sad expression, her gaze fixed on the night.

That expression, as if saying "If you say no, I'll cry," immediately plunged Ye into silence.

He noticed the hero mentioned by the other person, the one chosen by the Roman will of the land.

Clearly, the girl could sense the aura of blessing emanating from her.

But Ye, who had no intention of playing any role-playing games with the other person, simply ignored their ambiguous attitude.

They even drew their weapons directly...

"Speak like a human!!" Night's gaze was now fixed on the girl's beautiful, swan-like neck, then her chest and soft waist.

certainly--

This wasn't the gaze of a pervert; it was a gaze fixed on the most vital parts of the body, a cold, piercing look—

Without a doubt, if they don't hear the answer they want, they will use their spear to blast that beautiful head apart in the next moment.

The beauty that would make heroes kneel before her seemed to lose all its charm in the face of the night.

"Did he reject me? Did he reject me again?"

"Aeneas—! What a heartless man! Heh—!" The girl's voice suddenly turned cold and even excited. She didn't care about Ye's gaze at all, and even stood up to try to get closer to Ye and reach out to touch Ye's face.

She was rather petite, needing to stand on tiptoe to make the stroking motion while looking directly into Ye's eyes; this small gesture even made her appear somewhat playful and cute.

Then--

Thud! Before his hand could reach his face, the other person's head was smashed open like a watermelon by Night, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Bang dong!

The fleeting look of astonishment on the other woman's delicate face was still vivid in his mind, but Ye did not retract his weapon. Instead, he looked at the headless female corpse lying in a pool of blood at his feet and spoke.

"Stop pretending—get rid of that disgusting mess you're making."

The next moment, blood flowed backwards—

The pile of minced meat was reassembled, and the girl returned to normal. She stood up, her expression now completely ferocious.

Although that face was still cute even when it was contorted, the eyes in the other person's eyes had turned blood red at some point, filled with a sense of curse, hatred, and madness. It was a will that could drive an ordinary person insane with just one glance.

The other person stuck out their tongue slightly and made a face, their cute appearance suddenly appearing unexpectedly terrifying.

Chapter 133 Elisa, Queen Dido? It's the Carthaginian Dragon!

A slight smile played on her lips: "So you see—"

Is this how you repay me after hundreds of years apart, Aeneas?

I curse you, I curse your Rome, in Elisa's name, I will destroy everything you love.

After he finished speaking, the entire temple suddenly changed.

Ye's actions just now were like flipping a switch.

Suddenly, thousands of cries of grief, curses, and insults erupted from the temple.

Countless illusory undead suddenly appeared in the hall, all clad in armor, the style of which Ye recognized.

Previously in Rome, he had seen the armor and clothing of Carthaginian soldiers among the nobles' displayed collections of captured artifacts.

Recalling Caesar's account of hearing the cries of thousands of souls as he passed through the old lands of Carthage, I recall...

Night said that Caesar was not lying to me.

Upon hearing the name Elisa from the other person, Ye suddenly thought of something.

Elisa—Elisa…

"You are Dido?!—Queen Dido of Carthage?"

Elisa, the daughter of Muto, king of Phoenicia, was given a new name by the Libyans: Dido, which means "wanderer."

The original Carthage was founded by Dido and a group of wanderers.

After fleeing Troy, the hero Aeneas came to this land and begged Dido to take him in.

The two fell in love.

But at the behest of the Olympian gods, Aeneas was driven across the Mediterranean to quickly establish Rome, leaving Dido, who was willing to share the throne with him and jointly rule Carthage, behind.

Dido's love turned to hatred because of Aeneas's escape and betrayal, and he subsequently cursed Aeneas and the Roman lands he later founded.

He left a suicide note and entered the fire to commit suicide.

From then on, Carthage, following the instructions in the will, was determined to be an enemy of Rome for all eternity, until the complete destruction of Rome in Aeneas.

certainly--

This is just a story from mythology, and there is no real historical basis for it.

But at that moment, the myth was truly playing out before the night.

The girl who called herself Elisa, like a queen, gave a command: "Kill him! Let the blood of the hero Aeneas spill on this land of the dead! Damn Aeneas!"

This time, I will never let you leave Carthage again. You will stay here with me and sleep here forever.

Then——

The undead have rioted!

The dead swarmed in, overwhelming everything.

The true undead scourge—!

Night quickly took up his dual pistols and began to fight, releasing his life force in a magical form. He no longer cared about expending his energy; a large amount of crimson lightning spread across his body, and Night, enveloped in crimson lightning, charged towards the undead.

Fortunately-

This magical, emanating power is lethal to the undead.

For now, there's no need to worry about physical means being unable to exorcise these undead.

Boom! !

Like a human-shaped lightning bolt streaking across the earth, Night suddenly hurled a long spear to clear a path.

It wasn't a throwing technique, but simply a lightning spear imbued with the ability to release magic. The next moment, Ye rushed towards the girl's location along the path cleared by the spear.

The girl didn't move; instead, she smiled, her bright red eyes filled with a mixture of mockery and encouragement, as if saying, "Keep it up!"

Definitely next time!

Then countless undead spirits took the lead and formed shields in front of him, emitting piercing howls that shook the very air.

The figure in the night was abruptly stopped by the impact.

After he recovered and killed his way through the undead, the girl had already arrived in the other direction.

"Go for it, cool and handsome big brother!"

I really like the way you fight.

Fight on, fight on, fight to your heart's content.

"Let me see the power hidden deeper within you." At this moment, the blonde, red-eyed girl revealed a sweet and cute tilted-head smile, but her temperament could never return to the holy look she had when she had blue eyes before; she seemed like a spider lily from the underworld.

All that remains is a cuteness mixed with a demonic nature that preys on those it chooses to devour.

However, the girl quickly froze.

The next moment, Ye's figure vanished from his sight.