Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

"impossible!!!"

"Attack! Pick up your weapons and get on alert!" Having witnessed firsthand how that petite figure had kicked away a fully armed warrior several heads taller than her, the soldier leader found it hard to believe. How could the fallen beauty of Greece possess such fighting prowess?

But the soldiers' leader reacted quickly.

What followed was a one-sided battle...

Although the soldiers were initially hesitant and afraid to fight freely, they became more cautious after discovering that 'Helen' was ruthless and her fighting style was extremely brutal and savage...

Faced with such an enemy, the soldiers, who dared not hold back any longer, joined the battle with all their might, but were still defeated.

Soon after defeating the army, Helen rode the stolen warhorse and continued her advance.

But they were caught up by others one after another, and finally—after the first few waves of soldiers who had discovered Helen were all wiped out.

Upon learning the news, the heroes also discovered its trail and began to consciously move in that direction.

Dealing with these soldiers took a lot of time, and by the time Helen came to her senses, she was still surrounded by the heroes.

Faced with a hero-level combat power, Helen, who could no longer unleash her full power as she had against ordinary soldiers, was quickly forced to unleash her full strength. Boom!

A brutal, crimson aura rose from Helen's body. The materialized magic was beyond what her body could withstand, and Helen's delicate skin began to crack, with streaks of blood oozing out.

Her expression showed some pain, but the ferocity and killing intent in her eyes remained undiminished as she looked at the many heroes blocking her way, especially the strongest hero at the head!

Like an insurmountable milestone before the many heroes of this era, Hector stands at the pinnacle, the strongest symbol of Troy!

At this moment, the strongest hero of Troy looked at Hailun with a complicated expression.

He didn't actually want to harm Helen, but his father, who was also the king, ordered him to obey as a soldier.

However—when they saw the crimson flames erupting from Helen's body.

Hector found it familiar and asked in surprise, "This power... how could it be? Did Griffith share it with you?"

At this moment, Paris, the hero who had also come along, was struck dumb by what he saw.

His voice trembled with disbelief and anger, almost distorting his words: "Griffith's power? Helen was just an ordinary person, I knew it—how could she possibly have the power to escape Troy and defeat so many soldiers along the way?"

"Why would that man grant you such immense power? It turns out he was behind all of this, Helen!"

“Griffith is a despicable thief. He is a disgrace to the name of a hero for having an affair with my wife!”

Although she utterly loathed the scene before her, how much of Griffith's aura must have permeated Helen's powerful 'power' to allow her to share something as difficult to share as power with others?!

And doesn't this really prove that Griffith cheated on himself?

Helen, ah—ah ah!! My Helen!! Griffith!

Paris felt as if his heart was bleeding; he completely collapsed in that instant.

However—at this moment, amidst the minotaur's ultimate rage and ferocity, he suddenly burst into laughter: "That's right—he is a despicable person... a despicable person who should be despised."

Griffith was too perfect, so perfect that he seemed less like a human and more like a god.

Fighting such a monster was a very stressful thing for Paris.

But could it be said that he learned this at an incredibly painful price? He finally discovered that the man also shared the same weakness as everyone and every hero of this era.

That's a woman!

No man is averse to sex.

Especially the act of stealing other people's wives, even though such behavior is common among heroes, will more or less stain Griffith's character, who has not shown any flaws before.

Helen, who also realized why Paris was laughing so wildly—!

At that moment, both blue and red eyes looked at Paris with a terrifying gaze that made him tremble.

Are you laughing at him?

Chapter 211 Grasping the Thunder Spear Barehanded, This Power Is—Zeus?!

Helen: "What right do you have to laugh at him? You seduced me with the power of the goddess of love and beauty, drove me away from my homeland... and even started this great war. You were the one who brought me here from Sparta, what right do you have to laugh at others?"

“I have never been your wife, Paris—! I have never even been anyone’s possession. Under the witness and mercy of the great god Zeus, I was granted the light of purity, and no one can possess me except a hero who has truly earned my approval.”

Paris: "!!!! Could it be—!"

At this moment, Helen's voice was like the eerie yet dashing, incredibly cool, dual-channel vocals of Ichigo and White Ichigo from the next world speaking simultaneously. It was almost like they were adding a touch of electronic music!

The two voices rang out simultaneously, defending Griffith: "That's right, I don't love you, nor do I love the King of Sparta. Due to the pursuit of many heroes, my father forced me to marry the man chosen by the heroes. And he gained the whole of Sparta because of this."

"The woman standing before you now is no longer a princess of Sparta, nor a queen of Sparta, but a brand new Helen—!"

The red dragon taught her what selfishness was and told her what love she truly longed for in her heart.

Her repressed nature actually manifested through another 'self' constantly going online, constantly seeking the night. After repeated feelings of immorality, Helen gradually succumbed to depravity, completely forgetting her guilt towards the King of Sparta and Paris.

She never loved either of them to begin with. In the past, due to concerns about her reputation and her humble view of love that she was unworthy of a true hero, she dared not hope for too much.

But now, another part of her own actions, repeated many times, have given her courage.

She wanted to catch up with Griffith.

Meanwhile, Paris finally understood: ...!

No wonder Helen always gave off an innocent vibe, as if she knew nothing about matters between men and women and even strongly resisted physical contact with herself.

At that time, he suspected that Helen was a virgin, but he found the conjecture too incredible.

But when the name of the great god Zeus is invoked...

Paris believed it completely!

No one would be foolish enough to tell falsehoods in the name of a god-king, and if it were with the help of a god-king, how could the power of Zeus, the king of the gods, be broken by mortals?

The fact that Helen has remained pure to this day is a miracle that could only have been accomplished with the help of God.

He asked in a trembling voice, "One last question: have you made your choice now? Who stole your purity? Was it Menelaus (King of Sparta)?"

He wanted to know who had taken Helen's virginity.

If it were his former victim, a Tauren, then Paris could at least feel better inside.

This woman was impure from the start! She's arrogant and domineering, so she doesn't suffer any loss.

But if Helen was already a virgin when she was taken from him, then what exactly did he miss out on?!

Jealousy caused Paris's plasmolysis to break down, and he was on the verge of madness!

Helen's next answer made Paris completely lose his composure and put on his mask of pain.

“You asked a very rude question, but I have never loved Menelaus, just as I have never loved you, Paris… Get out of my way, Paris! Whatever I choose, you have no right to stop me.” To Helen, Paris was less than a stranger.

With the help of the red dragon and Laodick, she already understood Paris's previous banditry and, being bewitched, she didn't need to feel any guilt.

Meanwhile, Paris stayed in Bengbu.

"Kill!!! Kill this woman! Kill her!" If he can't have it, Griffiths can't have it either.

Paris, whose defenses were broken by the last sentence, had originally planned to capture Helen alive and have a chance to get her in the future. But now, in his rage, his face turned extremely ferocious. Now, all he wanted was for this bitch to die!

Helen quickly struck first, charging into the ranks of the heroes.

Despite the immense power of the dragon, her body could no longer withstand it.

Halfway through the battle, she turned into a blood-stained little angel.

This also includes the fact that Hector was constantly releasing water.

Just as Helen was running out of energy, her breathing became heavier and heavier, and her body was about to be completely exhausted, her vision began to blur.

hateful--!

Is that the end?

If only I could recover more strength.

If she could completely transform into another form, Helen, who vaguely sensed that she could actually transform into another more primitive and powerful form (dragon), although her memories had not yet been restored, it did not prevent her from using her original power.

However, due to the limitations of her physical body, she was unable to unleash her full potential.

—My body feels so heavy.

Just then, Hector's lance flew towards them.

Of course—no throwing technique was used.

Hector, who had been slacking off the whole time, even gave up his weapon at this point. But with other heroes around, even though Hector had already suppressed his power to a great extent, Helen still reached her limit.

With this simple throw, she could barely avoid a vital spot. Just as Helen was about to dodge, her pupils suddenly contracted.

She saw the spear, which had been flying through the air, suddenly accelerate, and at the same time release terrifying golden lightning.

Helen sensed a familiar presence from the lightning.

'Zeus—!!'

Fragmented memories flashed by in an instant. Helen gritted her teeth, a ferocious murderous intent appearing on her beautiful face.

Although she didn't know why she suddenly felt such immense malice and hatred towards the great god who had once helped her.

In a way, Helen felt as if all of this was the work of that god-king, though she had no proof.

However, she left very secretly, and no one should have seen the route she took. The Trojans shouldn't have been able to determine her location so quickly.

There's no escaping it now!!

Helen, who had already faintly sensed the aura of the underworld, closed her eyes helplessly.

At the critical moment, a figure finally arrived, standing between Helen and the spear. This person suddenly reached out and grabbed the flying spear, as if holding lightning in their hand!

boom!

The intense thunderstorm instantly engulfed the opponent's arm, and the entire forearm seemed to explode, splattering blood everywhere and revealing the stark white bone.

But thanks to its powerful self-healing ability, the hand managed to stop it.

“Griffiths!!” Artemis’s fawn’s anxious voice rang out.

"It's alright... It's a pity that night is still far away, otherwise my arm would have recovered by now." Gripping Hector's Spear tightly, a divine weapon he once knew so well, Night looked at the sun that had not yet set on the horizon.

When the moon rises, the immortal moon's blessing will also be activated for a time.

However, even without the moon's protection, Ye's already powerful self-healing ability meant he wasn't too worried about the current situation.

The person who arrived at this moment was Griffith, who had quickly reached the scene using Artemis's speed.