Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Boom! A dazzling cross of light rose into the sky.

That was the center of the gunfight.

Then a strong wind swept the hot sand away to both sides!

Within this sandstorm, which concealed everything and prevented everyone from seeing its interior, a brilliant blue light suddenly shone forth!

The Holy Sword—the ultimate holy sword that will one day be known as Durandal's!

With the same material and properties as Hector's Spear, and top-tier penetration, this divine weapon cut through the sandstorm—moving towards the location of the night with a strong intuition.

Pfft—! ~!

The enormous sword light shimmered like the light of a lake, cleaving the storm and sandstorm in two with a single stroke.

People finally saw what was inside: a huge wound appeared on Ye's body, from which scalding hot blood flowed—

Bang! Ye drew his sword with all his might and repelled Hector.

But anyone could see that Ye was already at a disadvantage.

"An invulnerable, immortal body was actually..." Odysseus and the other heroes stared in shock at the wounds on Night's body, finding it hard to believe.

Even that invincible steel body bleeds.

Meanwhile, Penthesilea, who had somehow awakened from unconsciousness, arrived at the front with the help of several Amazonian warrior guards and, upon seeing the battle situation, suddenly clenched her small fists.

She should be happy and excited that Hector, as her ally, has gained the upper hand.

But when she saw the man who had taught her how to fight on instinct, the man who made her feel so 'powerful', actually injured—!

Because a man other than herself was injured, Penthesilea suddenly felt a surge of anxiety. She didn't want to see Night lose, or even lose her life because of it.

Paris was so excited he almost raised a glass in celebration—and kept shouting that his brother was indeed the strongest.

At the same time, I felt a sense of relief!

If even his brother loses to that monster, he might really lose Helen, and the entire war might be ruined because of it...

"Brother!! Quickly cut off this brat's head!" Paris suddenly shouted with extreme malice and cruelty.

After all, such a monster is alive—

God knows how much damage it will inflict on the Trojans on the battlefield.

One Achilles is already a headache enough; the world doesn't need a second one.

However, no sooner had Paris finished speaking than he was met with Penthesilea’s icy gaze, as cold as that of a lion, tiger, or wolf king.

The murderous intent, as if it wanted to crush his throat, silenced Paris instantly.

On the battlefield, Hector was even less likely to actually kill Night—

Even the gods in the heavens couldn't sit still any longer. No god could bear to watch such an outstanding hero, who was the envy of them in almost every way, be killed.

certainly--

Hades, the god of the underworld, may be the only one who would be happy to see the night die.

The living are not under his control, but all souls will return to the underworld after death. Although he remained silent and watched the whole thing, it did not mean that Hades did not appreciate such a warrior.

He did not recommend having multiple excellent warriors in the underworld, or even his personal guard.

Chapter 107 Roar, my Tamashi, awaken from the golden dream!

Artemis cast a cold gaze upon Paris in the lower realm.

If Night dies, she wouldn't mind sending a new demonic boar to Troy, or even releasing Scorpio to the mortal realm.

Even if Zeus tried to stop it, he would still shoot that thing dead with an arrow.

Apollo, who was in the know, looked even more grim...

Does this troublemaking Trojan prodigal know what he's just doing?

He was urging Hector to kill his own brother, to kill Troy's greatest contributor, one of the brightest stars in the Greek world.

Meanwhile, as the malice intensified and Paris grew increasingly inexplicably uneasy: ...

I have a feeling that I might have angered many people.

Even the princess on the city wall began to curse it, and Helen seemed to agree with it.

King Agamemnon—silent for a moment, his face contorted with struggle, then cried out: "Zeus, king of the gods, please stop this battle! We concede—"

However, the word "lose" hadn't even left his lips yet.

Boom~! !

A sudden change occurred on the field, putting Hector on high alert!

The soaring darkness and crimson flames intertwined, forming a solidified red and black lightning that flickered on the surface of the night. Then, a beam of light shot straight into the sky, parting the clouds.

The Alipay loan has finally arrived!

A large amount of red dragon power, or even deeper power, was injected into Ye's body through the soul contract.

"It's not over yet—!" Night suddenly gripped the sword he inherited from Achilles.

Although that sword may not be as famous as the Holy Sword Durandal, it is by no means inferior to its brilliance.

Especially with the double artifact buff stacked—this sword is now even stronger than Durandal's!

Even at the last moment, he sensed that Hector had broken through that boundary, and the sword strike released by Durandal, as shimmering as a lake, was proof that, like his throwing technique, all his other skills had reached the divine level.

His current accumulation is not enough compared to Hector's, but if one person cannot reach the power that transcends the next dimension—then let the power of the two be combined into one.

It was so painful—my eyes felt like they were going blind, my internal organs felt like they were shattering, and my bones were creaking and about to break apart.

But—the soul felt warm, as if enveloped by a crimson power.

Similarly, immense joy and emotion welled up within me.

Seeing one's new limits, and then—the process of trying to surpass those limits.

Sorry, Hector—I'm going to cheat! This attack will knock me down regardless of the outcome, so—

There's no need to hesitate any longer!

I will fall before you, and Troy will be victorious.

Although it was somewhat redundant—it was in response to that exhilarating sword strike just now, a strike that seemed capable of cleaving space in two.

At this moment, everything in front of him had disappeared from his five senses, but he knew that all he had to do was aim his attack at the man in front of him. The man was there, and he had already locked onto him.

There's no way to avoid it, and there's no way to avoid it—!

The gods and heroes were shaken—by witnessing the magnificent scene and the terrifying power erupting from that body…

Hector: "...!! What is this power?"

Night's lips curled into a slight smile before he proclaimed loudly, "The awe-inspiring power of a king is now on display! Behold the earth-shattering force! My Tamashi (soul), fused with the power of my companions, now possesses a new power—"

"Awaken from the dream of gold, liberate from the cradle."

Boom! ...

Lightning flashed—black, azure, and crimson—all at once, along with the flames burning in the red and blue eyes after the power surge.

At that moment, everyone held their breath and stared wide-eyed—a "beautiful" and "magnificent" scene came into view.

Coupled with the still stirring lyrics, almost every word resonates in people's hearts.

Roar! Black dragon, red dragon—! Two enormous figures, starting from the dragon's head, began to appear lifelike.

Dragon horns, dragon claws—then the body and scales became clearer and clearer, accompanied by a terrifying storm of magic, and finally two pairs of oppressive golden eyes that opened simultaneously, seemingly radiating golden light.

dragon--!!!

In that instant when the dragon's roar and the illusion became reality, everyone was stunned into silence.

Night had already raised the sword that stretched from his body to his hand, with swirling, strangely colored flames and lightning.

"The evil dragon will eventually fall, severing all light and shadow; world, the sun has set."

This, this is...

At this moment, it was as if the dragon slayer from the mythological epic had reappeared, and that great story was unfolding before our eyes a second time, a miracle.

Drawn by that dazzling radiance, as if witnessing the thrilling moment of a hero slaying an evil dragon in the distant past, the gods felt as if dead corpses were beginning to revive.

"I'll knock you down—!! Fantasy Greatsword. Fallen Demon!!" Accompanied by the final, infinitely captivating line, slowly uttered, Boom~!!!

The sword finally struck.

With its full power unleashed, it activated the powers of the Roman and Carthaginian dragons, even generating a mysterious and inexplicable thunderbolt.

The power of thunder and the power of the dragon caused the sword to radiate a terrifying brilliance, and the powerful sword energy transformed into a beam of light that shot straight into the stratosphere, scorching everything in its path.

The moment they were locked on, facing the terrifying lightning bolts that came crashing down on them, they didn't even have time to raise their shields...

Hector, who had calmly prepared to die, was made aware of this attack because of his resilience, strength, and all-crushing brilliance!

pretty--!!

You've truly grown to the point where you can surpass any hero. Finally, a sense of satisfaction and relief washed over him, realizing that this attack was no longer something Night could control…

Unexpectedly, the light beam grazed past his ear before shooting straight into the sky.

Night did not aim its attack directly at Hector at the last moment.

When the terrifying light exploded in the stratosphere, even the gods in the sky were affected. Some of the weaker gods were dumbfounded and trembling with fear!

That kind of blow would be absolutely unbearable for them, wouldn't it?

Could this mortal already be capable of killing—killing a god? The thought of that terrifying word sent a gulp through my throat… (sound of swallowing).

Bang……!

Night's body finally collapsed to the ground, radiating intense heat, like charred charcoal.

But he still had a smile on his face, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

Hector stared wide-eyed, frozen in place.

Seeing the curve of Ye's lips... 'Was this all within your expectations?'

Hector was shaken.