Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Roar~! !

Amidst the enormous footsteps that shook the entire earth, an oppressive atmosphere swept over us.

Then a huge minotaur-like monster with a human body slowly emerged from the shadows.

Its head was covered by armor, obscuring its face, leaving only a pair of bright red eyes that slowly approached with a chilling gaze.

Its towering, gigantic body resembled the gates of hell, and its chaotic, brutal gaze filled the air.

'Has he lost his mind?' The moment Night realized this and met his gaze, it was like a signal that the battle had already begun.

The Minotaur moved with a heavy, earth-shaking thud, charging forward at a terrifying speed disproportionate to its size. Along the way, the servants of death never had a chance to dodge and were constantly knocked away like rag dolls.

Then came three massive, continuous, swinging punches, left hook, right hook, as the enraged monster king crushed everything in his path.

His gaze lingered on Night, who posed the greatest threat to his instincts. Then, with a full rotation and all his strength, he delivered a powerful, ground-pounding punch that hurtled toward Night's head like a small mountain.

And in that instant, there was neither dodging nor avoidance.

Ye seized the fleeting moment with both arms to firmly block and lock onto the opponent's punch.

BANG~!!!!

The earth beneath Ye's feet seemed to have been struck by a high-speed train, shattering and spreading outwards. Even the waters of the Styx were pouring into the cracked ground from the depths of the earth.

The two continued their struggle while immersed in the River Styx, their focus now completely absorbed in the contest of strength.

A contest of 'strength' with the Minotaur!!!

This monster, known in mythology for its brute strength, is difficult to quantify in terms of its power compared to a real monster like Cerberus, but given its fame in this regard, the Minotaur's strength is certainly not insignificant.

Even the great hero Theseus dared not confront him directly.

The only defeat in my life was the moment of my death, when I was ambushed.

No one knows where the limits of this king of monsters lie.

And today—in the Greek underworld, under the astonished gazes of the three judges, as well as Hades and Hades himself—they seem to be able to see it.

Its fists can tear the sky and the earth apart; only the impenetrable labyrinth built by Daedalus, the most legendary craftsman of Greece, with all his heart and soul could contain this beast.

As it roared angrily to the sky, the power in its hands increased once more, and its body was engulfed in bright red flames.

Boom!

The earth beneath Ye's feet cracked again, and he felt himself sink a little deeper.

Even so, he still failed to smash the tiny creature in front of him into a pancake, but instead it ignited Ye's passion and fighting spirit.

At this moment, Ye completely abandoned all techniques, only wanting to defeat this monster king known for his strength in a pure contest of power.

He is the future master of power, the master of all armies! The god of destruction in the desert, the embodiment of destruction—Set.

Based on the image of Egypt's most famous wonder, the obelisk, the hero is depicted as a colossal warrior resembling a towering mountain, representing the awakening of his soul.

Seeing the opportunity, he was overjoyed and confident that he would never lose to anyone in a contest of strength, even if Hercules were right in front of him, he dared to give it a try...

Although using skill could easily defeat this monster king, just like he had defeated Cerberus the Three-Headed Dog before, at this moment Ye only wanted to use the most savage and brutal method to shatter the enemy's most confident strength.

Witnessing the clash between the two, the surrounding space and buildings shattered as fragile as a mirror.

When primal power becomes so strong that even space itself becomes unstable.

【monster】--!

The three judges, along with Hades and Hades, all had the same thought.

If hit head-on by such a punch, even a god would die instantly if they didn't dodge. Of course, here we're referring to ordinary gods.

No wonder the Minotaur was once invincible among humankind.

In Greek history, only this monster has enjoyed such special treatment as being able to be trapped in a specially built labyrinth.

The three judges of the underworld, who have personally experienced the weakness of being human and the immense power they wield in the underworld after becoming gods, are the most qualified to speak on the vast difference between human and divine power.

Without using divine power, even gods wouldn't dare to contend with such a monster.

But Griffith, who was neither a god nor even able to fully unleash his full power in life, was able to do it, even though he was just a dead man.

Originally, he couldn't suppress his primal desires and wanted to come to the underworld to do things he'd always wanted to do but hadn't been able to cross his inner boundaries...

Especially after learning of Helen's resurrection, the fear and apprehension in his heart prevented him from targeting the strangely resurrected Helen. Moreover, Helen had already been transformed into Griffith's form.

Since he'd already lost the lead, he'd have to win it back from other women.

Thus—someone whose control over the underworld was no less than Hades' own, and who knew a great deal of information and speculation, descended in the guise of 'Hades'.

The new 'Pluto' who had just arrived, wanting to soothe the pain and humiliation he had suffered on the battlefield not long ago, sensed Griffith's arrival.

He changed his mind and decided to judge the soul of the great hero first, but he never expected to see such a scene. This incomprehensible sight filled him with fear.

Anything beyond our control must perish.

Hades's burning desire to kill his opponent suddenly intensified! He looked at the three Inquisitors—

Idiots! Just launch a sneak attack yourself! Do I have to personally teach you how to 'judge' you?

Having spent so long in the underworld, they still can't even muster the courage to have a referee personally intervene and punish them. These three useless sons are truly getting worse with each passing year…!

Chapter 237 Asterius! Remember, your true name

Roar! The Minotaur increased the force in its hands even more frantically.

From becoming a monster driven solely by wildness, to being constantly driven by the gods of the underworld to fight and feed.

Niu Niu has already lost everything, along with her humanity.

All that's left now is strength!

Only power will never betray him; it is the thing he is most proud of that has always been by his side.

Therefore, it is intolerable for someone to be stronger than oneself.

Its soul transcended its limits, as if it had unlocked the restrictions on its attacks. In the past, due to instinct and subconscious obsession, this monster was so powerful that no one could defeat it.

The same thing happened again. When the Minotaur's power increased again, Ye perfectly absorbed all the impact, until his arms were about to crack.

Realizing that this was her limit, Night finally used her skills to her advantage. Using the point where the two were grappling as the center, Night suddenly began to use the strength of her arms to twist the opponent's force.

Suddenly—boom!—the huge bull's entire body began to spin and twist like a pretzel.

Thump! Its heavy body was easily lifted by Night and then smashed into a huge statue of the Judge.

It was none other than Rhadamanthys, one of the three judges of the underworld.

...Niu Niu smashed directly into its face, cracking the statue's face and causing an unyielding, insane killing intent to surge from its bright red, gem-like eyes.

“Griffiths!!!” Radamanthys felt humiliated.

His face—it split open, literally split open!

The next moment, bang! A handsome, sinister human figure emerged from the shattered statue.

The handsome man, exuding an air of ancient Greece, looked at the bull who had smashed his majestic god statue with disgust and said, "What a useless thing! I'm annoyed! This isn't the kind of judgment I was looking for. Do I really have to personally step in?"

“It was a miscalculation of mine to let you get this far; that was already an act of magnanimity on my part as the judge! Hero—no, sinner Griffith! I wanted to let you die without suffering, but you chose to use that filthy bastard to destroy my idol. Do you know what a crime blasphemy is?”

Ye's muscles and meridians, which had been spasming from the previous struggle, had recovered completely in a short time: "Bastard?"

The smile on his face gradually turned cold.

During the struggle just now, he discovered something.

Men can only grow rapidly and understand their opponents through battle. In the most primal combat, when the mind is most relaxed, it is easiest to see through a person's true nature.

In the battle just now, he discovered that the Minotaur King, besides his most primal instinct for killing, also possessed another obsession. Since he had an obsession, he still retained his humanity.

Even if this human nature is hidden in the deepest recesses.

To test whether what I thought was correct.

Night suddenly uttered a name: "Asterius—!"

Suddenly—a faint sound of gravel rolling down rang out, but no one present paid any attention.

Until—the night continued: "How much longer will you lie there sleeping? Hero named 'Thunderbolt,' Asterius! Rise up! It is time to fight back against those who tried to control you and turn you into a monster. Do not forget the gentle heart of the one who took down this aspiration for you, who held such beautiful wishes."

Mother—such an ancient word seems to float before my eyes.

The chaotic minotaur, sinking into despair, seemed to regain a long-lost sense of clarity, a trait that should have been devoid of blood and tears.

Asterius —

It's been so long since I've heard that title.

That was the name of the Minotaur when it was still human.

However, as a born monster, he has not been treated fairly by humans since birth.

So long ago, it's as if that name never existed, as if it were merely a figment of his imagination. There was never a hero named Lightning, only the man-eating monster people spoke of—the Minotaur.

According to mythology, this cannibalism was actually caused by King Minos of Cleveland, who, in order to avenge the Athenian king for killing his son Androgeus, deliberately found a pretext to force the Athenians to offer live sacrifices to feed the Minotaur every year.

The image of a man-eating monster is largely considered to be a fabricated one.

But its inhuman physique left it with no room for argument.

Having been treated as a monster for so many years, this was the first time in a long time that I heard a familiar name, and I was even moved to recall the gentle memories of the person who gave me that human hero's name.

Boom~! !

Gravel suddenly flew everywhere.

It came from behind Radamanthys.

A gigantic figure, exuding a terrifying aura, suddenly emerged from the ruins.

Although Radamanthys did not turn around, he sensed something chillingly behind him.

"What?!" He gasped slightly, then didn't wait for a response.

Boom! A gigantic hand, capable of drawing out the very air and emitting a mournful cry, suddenly struck. Radamanthys let out a scream and was sent flying into the distance.

Boom! ! Until it crashed into some building some distance away.

As one of the three true rulers of the underworld, Rhadamanthys, the god of the underworld who held real power, was caught off guard and was successfully betrayed.

“Minotaur—!! What have you done?!” another priest—Minos, also a brother of Rhadamanthus—shouted in shock and anger.