Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

instinct?

It's like a fist with five parts strength, but only three parts are used to protect oneself, so one cannot exert one's full strength.

It is precisely because they have deeply understood this principle since childhood, or rather, all women in the Amazon know this principle.

Born to be warriors, they admire the brave, fearless, and powerful god of war, Ares, and are unafraid of any formidable enemy.

Therefore, in pursuit of a frenzied battle, one might even abandon all defenses.

And yet, this very principle that she had always believed in ended up requiring others to teach her again, leading to a deeper understanding of it.

Then——

As if sensing that a shackle in her heart had finally been broken, releasing the beast within, the already incredibly wild and unapproachable thorny rose now exuded an even more terrifying aura that kept strangers at bay.

Thump thump—~!!

The blood of God is boiling.

It must be said that Pentessilia, who inherited his father Ares's bloodline, was also a war maniac.

Just like Ares, he highly praised Ye's words and even wished he could dismount and fight the mortals on earth to enjoy a perfect battle.

Meanwhile, Pentesilia, as one of the combatants on both sides, was extremely pleased and wanted to give it her all and enjoy the battle to the fullest.

She had already understood—

Where exactly am I lacking?

So--

Blood begins to burn!

The useless, weak mortal parts began to be discarded, the divine bloodline began to boil, rationality began to evaporate, and the only thought left in the mind was to respond to this battle with all one's might.

They fought, bit, clawed, smashed, tore apart, killed with swords, cleaved with knives, or even crushed with their legs.

Turn your whole body into a weapon; as long as the blood hasn't dried up and consciousness hasn't been lost, the battle will continue.

We will not rest until we fight this emotion to the very end of the world and time.

outside world--

Boom! The moment Pentessilia realized the truth, countless crimson flames began to rise from her body.

Her hair and pupils were beginning to show signs of turning bright red.

It was as if the blood, squeezed out from the capillaries, was gradually staining his entire body.

For all the heroes of Greece, today was an absolutely incredible day.

When you see one transformation after another.

Unlike the other heroes on the battlefield, the two on the battlefield started the fight with explosive power. Within two minutes, they both went into overdrive, and their battle resembled a gas explosion—a spectacle that threatened to demolish all the surrounding buildings.

It's a good thing we're outside the city, not inside, otherwise Troy would be several stories lower.

Odysseus broke out in a cold sweat!

I was just... fighting a monster of this level!

He felt incredibly lucky to have survived being beaten to death.

The scene before him even vaguely reminded him of the battle between Griffith and Diomedes when Griffith first came to the camp.

Even wilder.

At that moment, Odysseus, who had subconsciously glanced at Diomedes, suddenly realized—

Diomedes trembled as if he were enduring something.

"What's wrong?" Odysseus asked.

As a result, Diomedes suddenly unleashed a terrifying aura and a materialized flame, revealing a face that nearly terrified Odysseus, like a demon resurrected from hell.

Diomedes: "Unbearable—unbearable!! In this true battle of warriors, I can only stand by and watch from the sidelines. Ahhhhh! I want to join the fray—"

I proclaim my might to my beloved goddess Athena, and offer her victory.

Damn it—!! Why wasn't I chosen to be a duel participant?

At that moment, Ajax the Great appeared beside the two of them, his deep voice emanating from beneath his tall armor: "That's right—even I'm getting excited watching this!"

Chapter 102 Flesh and Blood Armor: A Further Evolution Engraved Between the Body!

Looking at my companions, one or two of them seemed ready to transform into battle maniacs.

Although they possess some skill, with proper training, they could certainly become top-tier heroes.

But I prefer to use my brain, that is, to fight rationally.

Unable to comprehend the fanatical mentality of these warriors, Odysseus kept his distance from it.

But he had to admit that warriors with this trait would certainly be the most terrifying presence on the battlefield.

And at this time——

King Agamemnon, having discovered yet another captivating charm of the night, regarding its words as classic quotes and even wanting to immediately spread them throughout all of Greece, grew even more fond of the night.

“Griffith is invincible—!” he murmured, a look of utter relief on his face.

Having seen Griffith's true nature, Agamemnon was almost bursting with emotion.

Having grasped the immense resolve of his warrior, who could possibly defeat him?

Penthesilea was no good, nor was Agamemnon, and even Achilles and Hector were no good, Agamemnon believed—

Well, even in terms of raw strength, we can't match those two oddballs.

But given time, Griffith will surely be able to defeat all the Greek heroes.

I am no longer afraid.

Why, you ask? Because that man is standing right beside me, in front of me, fighting for me!

soon--

The second round of fighting has begun.

Boom~! ! !

Abandoning defense and ignoring each other's attacks, the two began to fight purely on instinct.

Their fists cleaved through the sky and the earth.

When blood is spilled all over the battlefield—!

The two sides fought with increasing ferocity, and Pentesilla's blood increased. Her armor began to break, revealing her pitifully fair and slender arms, which were covered with dense bloodstains.

Blood stained his body—

But its aura grew stronger and stronger.

That was a female war goddess who became increasingly powerful after her mortal blood was burned away, leaving only divine blood.

At this moment, Pentessilia, transformed into a mother tyrannosaurus, was like a miniature Ares, her fighting stance becoming increasingly ferocious.

In this process, the strength of both sides continues to grow.

Gradually, the night also unleashed its power step by step.

In the end, amidst the dazzling light, only two colliding streaks of light remained on the battlefield.

The path of a king should be so different—

At this moment, a new royal road will be forged beneath our feet.

This battle for supremacy on the battlefield is not the kind of battle for supremacy that the world can understand. It does not make Agamemnon and others fear it, but rather admire its dazzling brilliance.

To the end——

Boom~! ! !

Like shooting stars falling from the sky.

Amidst the thick smoke and dust, the two figures locked in combat disappeared from view, and the battlefield had fallen silent.

The battle—is it over?

Who's winning?

People's breathing quickened, eager to know who the final winner would be.

At that moment, influenced by the atmosphere, even the gods couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

If Pentessilia's power was indeed unable to threaten Dao Ye at the beginning, it was during the process of burning away her mortal side and beginning to move closer to God that things began to change.

Even with the help of a divine artifact, Ye still gradually felt a bit of pressure.

but--

When the smoke and dust clear—

The only one still standing in the room at this moment was Ye, who was shirtless.

Everyone gaped, speechless—"What, what is that?" Patcros exclaimed.

Ye was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling rhythmically.

On those beautiful muscles, the well-developed pectoral and abdominal muscles are lines and curves etched in like lava.

The radiance covered her face, and when her stunningly beautiful face was exposed to the air again, it possessed an added touch of devilish beauty, making her even more alluring.

At this moment, Ye's lower body was clad in a golden armor skirt and a crimson cloak befitting a powerful being.

His posture is somewhat similar to that of a certain Ancient King after his Spirit Origin Ascension.

However, the special effects are clearly superior.

The substance, flowing like magma through the skin and muscles, exuded a terrifying magic and divine power.

Although we don't know exactly what happened.

But when the goddesses looked at Griffith, the Amazon queen with flowing silver hair, who looked down at the earth with a swaying gaze and calmly watched him fall unconscious at his feet.

They all screamed excitedly at the sight of the incredibly charismatic man.

Meanwhile, Pentesilla, who had clearly become the defeated one, was displaying a mixture of pain and satisfaction, her body burning like a petite, beautiful girl who had drunk herself into a stupor and was waiting to be picked up by the roadside.