Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Just as she looked bewildered, Ye appeared behind him without his noticing, wielding a long sword and slashing down.

Bang~! ! !

A scythe with a chain suddenly blocked the attack. The girl, holding the other end of the chain with both hands, leaped away from the night and asked in surprise.

"Your speed—! What's going on?"

"Hey, in this day and age, how could any human possibly possess such incredible speed?" The other person stared wide-eyed, filled with disbelief, as if they had witnessed something utterly unbelievable.

Night ignored her. Having inherited the hero Achilles's gift of speed, Night was naturally out of place among the people of the Roman era, but he had no need to say such things to her.

Night: "You're not the Queen of Carthage, are you? At least not Queen Dido..."

The girl paused for a moment, then smiled and asked, "Oh? Why do you say that?"

She did not deny it.

Night: "Whether it's curses, murderous intent, or resentment—they're all just superficial. My perception is very strong, and I can distinguish which emotions don't belong to you, but are merely a part of your power."

Your true emotion is nothing but murderous intent!

"Assuming you are truly Queen Dido, and mistake me for Aeneas, it's impossible that you wouldn't feel any resentment."

Whether it's a curse or resentment, it still carries murderous intent.

So all you want to do is fight me and kill me, right?

It was because he sensed the other person's incredibly pure emotions and soul that Ye was able to be certain that the girl in front of him was definitely not the Queen of Carthage.

Night: "I don't think we know each other."

Why do you harbor such strong murderous intent towards me? Who exactly are you?

After listening to Ye finish speaking, the undead, under the girl's command, did not launch another attack.

By the time Ye finished speaking his last sentence, the girl's face was flushed and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

It wasn't the fear of being exposed, nor the dread of the enemy's strength, but rather excitement—

"Hehe, haha...hahahahahahahahahaha!!"

Hahahaha—! The dragon of the Roman land, the hero chosen by the will of the Roman land.

Newborn dragons.

I really like you!

So that's why it was discovered.

The girl felt delighted, even delighted, believing she had found someone like her.

Only those who are equally pure can truly feel their own reality.

A desire to fight, to battle, to fight endlessly, without any hostility or reason, simply a desire to kill the other.

This generation of Aeneas is just so adorable to her!

Chapter 134 The Dragon's Greeting Gift: First, they pierce each other's skin to show their friendship!

"I am not the Carthaginian queen you know."

Born into the will of the land of Carthage, and raised amidst the curse and resentment of that queen, I can be said to be that queen's child.

You can probably tell from my perfect appearance that I inherited my mother's excellent genes, hehe.

However, I have had a mission since I was reborn: to fight the hero Aeneas.

You just misspoke. I didn't mistake you for someone else—this generation's Aeneas.

If I am the dragon chosen to be born from the land of Carthage, then you are the newborn dragon favored by the will of the land of Rome.

The name Aeneas was passed down through generations, a hero who led Rome in battle against Carthage...

Unfortunately, no Aeneas ever managed to cross the land of Carthage to reach this final realm of the dead.

I have waited here for so long; finally, the hero blessed by the land of Rome has arrived.

As she spoke, the young woman gracefully lifted her skirt and bowed, then took out her weapon.

Both ends are chained with sickles.

"My real name is Helena—remember that!"

This is the name of the woman who loves you deeply and wants to kill you. She has only ever told you, one living person, the name of this woman.

Then let's fight!

Unleash your primal wildness, release your fighting instincts, fight like a dragon, use your hands, your feet, your teeth, and your entire body as weapons to tear my throat apart!

Hehe—hahahaha!

A crazy, extreme madwoman, who can even call killing someone an act of love.

When I heard a girl named Helena make such a declaration.

Night finally understood what was going on—

grass--!

So, until the fall of Carthage, the Roman land will never have bestowed a blessing upon a human being?

Or perhaps it's more accurate to say that the heroes who received blessings earlier all failed miserably and couldn't even reach Carthage.

Is she a princess of the dead born from the earth's veins—the land of Carthage?

But why does the other party refer to both of them as—dragons!

Dragons—creatures that were very common in the Age of Gods and were known for their power in various mythologies, often seen as natural disasters and symbols of strength.

The strongest of these dragons were so powerful that even the gods feared them.

There was indeed such a thing as earth dragons in the past.

Dragon veins, born from the essence of the earth, can transform into divine beasts—dragons—if they possess willpower.

Or is the girl not simply an undead, but also a dragon?

Regardless of what the other party's true form was, Ye was very clear that before receiving the blessing of the Roman will, he was still a human being.

Before this, he had never considered the possibility that he was a dragon.

There was no time for Ye to think; Helena had already attacked.

She swung her scythe down suddenly, and the intense sense of danger made Night Queen jump and dodge.

Bang~! ! !

The scythe slammed into the ground, causing the temple floor to crack and sink. The resulting sharp blade energy transformed into frost, sweeping across the surrounding buildings with a deafening roar!

Many of the stone pillars were cut off.

The astonishing destructive power of the single strike instantly gave Ye the feeling of being transported back to the battlefields of Greece.

There was even a faint feeling of returning to his weaker self, fighting against the demigod Achilles.

Just one touch and you'll die...

Even an immortal body made of steel cannot withstand its demonic destructive power.

The attack was not a simple act of destruction; Ye's fighting instincts were frantically reminding him not to try to withstand it with his steel body.

Is it an attack with instant death potential?

It was still imbued with the power of a curse—'Ye Xin thought calmly, but his blood was boiling for the first time in a long time.'

That was a feeling I had never experienced even when I was fighting with all my might on the battlefield.

When the opponent is too weak, no matter how much he fantasizes, it is difficult to really fight with all his might.

Weak, weak, weak—

Because the enemy is weak, we have to imagine it as a powerful enemy in order to maintain the effect of training.

Because the enemy was weak, even with all firepower on, there was no joy in the battle.

If the battle isn't evenly matched, and it turns into a simple massacre, it loses all its passion.

Fight with all your might, risking your life to face enemies of equal or even greater strength.

'That's the feeling—'

Here it comes—on the left!

The enemy's movement trajectory could not be detected by the naked eye, but the body's fighting instincts had already blocked the girl who suddenly appeared on the left and swung her scythe down.

Bang~! ! !

The spear blocked the scythe. The opponent's strength was astonishing. Night, as if being tossed away by an ancient Triceratops, was sent flying along with his weapon.

'This strength—' Creak, Ye felt the bones groaning under the strain.

Just now, his arms almost dislocated...

Night was beginning to believe that the other party was a dragon.

"No, big brother... this is just the beginning. Can you keep up with Helena's pace?"

"I've been looking forward to this battle for centuries!!" As soon as she finished speaking, the blonde, red-eyed girl's eyes flashed with madness, transforming into the vertical pupils of a mythical dragon.

She once again darted into the night, launching a relentless and fierce barrage of attacks.

quick--!

Helena was incredibly fast, and as she gradually unleashed her fighting prowess, her weapons blanketed the entire temple with chains, effectively restricting Night's powerful speed—or rather, his previously exposed ability to move with incredible speed.

Since you run so fast, then we'll leave you nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, forcing you to fight head-on.

If you're a true Doragon, then let's go head-to-head!

That brat—!

Having understood what the other person meant, Ye smiled freely.

She chose the most reckless and dangerous way to fight—

But when it comes to risking one's life, no one is afraid in the simulated universe. Even the King of Gods would fight tooth and nail here.

This time, Ye did not dodge or retreat, but instead took the initiative to meet the attack head-on.