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Then Theseus led the way and fled.

His subjects and soldiers, who were initially stunned and didn't react, began to retreat hastily afterward, while secretly letting out a shameful sigh of relief as they rushed to follow their king.

But at this moment, they no longer possessed the same do-or-die spirit and courage they had before.

It was as if the galloping on horseback had exhausted the last bit of their fighting spirit and will, and now they could no longer muster the determination and awareness to disregard life and death.

"Your Majesty, what is this...?!"

"Run away!! Can't you see it yet? You idiot!"

Theseus wished he could sprout hundreds more pairs of wings onto the horse.

Break off Icarus's wings, Hermes's wings, and even Cupid's wings and attach them to the horse, transforming it into the fastest and strongest winged horse.

After his courage waned, Theseus, who now lacked the courage to even look back, wished he could use every ounce of strength he had to his name to escape the battlefield at faster-than-light speed.

How could a mortal possibly defeat such a monster?!

Just kidding!

Even Hercules, back in his human days, couldn't possibly defeat that thing.

How could I possibly do something that even Hercules couldn't do?!

Theseus dared not gamble anymore, and even abandoned his last bit of pride as a hero.

However, no matter how long he rode, the journey seemed infinitely long; the journey there was very fast, but the return journey felt exceptionally slow.

And behind him, there was the illusion that a never-satisfied, insatiable beast was chasing him.

If they slowed down even slightly, they and their horses would be swallowed up by the darkness in an instant.

At that moment, Theseus seemed to hear a voice from his own heart, a faint question emanating from the depths of his soul: "Theseus, hero, son of Pitius, why do you flee..."

As a child, you idolized the brave Hercules and dared to do what no one else dared, chopping a lion's head with an axe.

As an adult, you dared to travel alone and confront pirates, declaring to your grandfather Pitheus that as his son, how could you remain untainted by dust on your feet and blood on your sword? You aspired to be like your brothers, fighting and achieving great deeds on the battlefield.

"But when did you begin to forget your courage? Was it when you killed your uncle and more than 50 of his sons for the sake of the throne? Or was it when you deliberately forgot, even forgetting to change the most crucial black and white sails, all for the sake of the throne?"

Chapter 283 The Athenians' Nightmare Has Resurrected, the Minotaur? How Could It Be?

In the story of Theseus, after defeating the legendary Minotaur, the king of the Minotaur, he made a pact that if he returned successfully, he would change the black sails to white sails, and if he failed, the sails would remain black.

When the old king saw the black sail, he thought his favorite child was dead and, in his grief, he jumped off the city wall and committed suicide.

Neither Theseus nor the Athenians who had followed him all the way remembered such an important matter.

This is a major flaw in the mythology.

When Theseus killed his uncle and more than 50 sons, he claimed it was in self-defense, but he was also thinking about how to "defend" himself without provoking public outrage.

Even infants, who know nothing, became targets of their self-defense persecution.

Behind the overly embellished and fabricated stories, the reality is so cruel that it's unthinkable to speculate.

Was he doing it on purpose?

At that moment, an illusion appeared on the battlefield.

That was a past Theseus did not want to recall, and it seemed that he was not the only one who felt the influence of such a voice and will.

Many people have heard these kinds of auditory hallucinations, which directly address questions deep within their hearts.

This is a whisper from the depths of the abyss, a dark interrogation from within.

The group, whose hearts were already wide open and who were caught in fear, anxiety, and mental blankness, even Theseus was immediately affected and crashed.

Your Majesty—!

Many people witnessed this scene and wanted to do something, but were powerless to help their king.

"Having spent decades forgetting your initial courage, forgetting who you were as a hero, even if you obtain the throne you so desperately desired, in the end it will all be for nothing. King of Athens—Theseus, the mortal, what is your laughable figure? Foolish—!"

At that moment, it was as if the sound had transcended time and space, coming from a distant horizon.

It was like the death knell of the Grim Reaper.

It is said that Dionysus, the god of wine, heard similar words before his death.

So—especially when hearing the word 'stupid,' one fears the other person's next words might be, 'I'll take your head!'

In a state of panic, Theseus was overcome with fear—

They didn't even care about being mocked by that demon king just now.

However, Boom! A beam of light shot out from one of Night's eyes on the Bone Throne.

A true hero kills with his eyes, so a demon king is no match for him.

The terrifying true ether transformed into a fleeting beam of light that pierced through the atmosphere, instantly penetrating Theseus's back.

Bang~! !

A large hole was ripped into his chest, but at the critical moment, his heroic instincts alerted him, causing him to shift his body slightly. He also threw out the weapons with supernatural powers that he had used in his youth to block the attack for a moment, but Theseus was still pierced through.

He fell off his horse.

Countless Athenians, filled with fear and anxiety, cried out for their king and crowded around him.

When they hurriedly and frantically fled back to the city with Theseus's lifeless body, the city gates were immediately closed again.

"Asterius...! It's up to you!" Night spoke slowly, and the next moment, he opened the gates of the underworld.

No one was more suitable to give Theseus, the king, a final farewell than Asterius, whom Theseus had once personally killed.

Although Theseus killed the bull for Athens because of its monster reputation, he may not have known about the innocent monster.

However, the hatred of having one's head personally chopped off cannot be erased by this.

In order to awaken the people of Greece and revive the slumbering souls and will of humanity, it is necessary for some influential figures to die.

Theseus—and you are the most qualified bargaining chip.

In the name of the Demon King—I never expect your forgiveness; I have already made all the necessary preparations before appearing on this battlefield.

He said this: "Go to hell!"

Unbeknownst to them, Niu Niu, sensing the presence of night, stepped out of the gates of the underworld and onto the battlefield without hesitation.

When the Athenian soldiers guarding the city saw the terrifying minotaur, deep-seated fears resurfaced.

"Ah, ahh, ahhh—! It's the Minotaur!!"

"How...how could this be...shouldn't it have already been killed by His Majesty Theseus?"

In the past, countless women, children, and men from Athens were sent to Crete to be fed to that terrible bull-headed monster.

This being, which was like a nightmare to the Athenians, has actually been resurrected?!

The appearance of a Minotaur on the battlefield was no less terrifying to the Athenians than the appearance of the Hundred-Handed Giant.

That was its fame, passed down by word of mouth in Athens. Of course, it also included many people who had lived from the previous era to the present, since there were quite a few Athenians who lived during the same period as King Theseus.

It can be said that this story took place during their youth, and many of their relatives were 'devoured' by the Minotaur.

I was filled with shock, anger, and fear!

Upon appearing on the battlefield, he understood from the messages in his mind what Night had summoned him for.

Friend—you need help!

Right now, since regaining human consciousness, he still doesn't have much rationality and can only understand some things in a simple way.

But that's enough!!

He wouldn't consider whether the killing was right or wrong, since his friends believed Theseus deserved to die by his hand...

So--

Bang! His foot slammed into the ground, and then, like a cannonball being launched, Asterius transformed into a bolt of lightning and shot out!

Its massive body crashed directly into the city gate.

Boom! The city gate, which had just been closed, was smashed to pieces by Asterius before it could even hold on for another second.

Perhaps the labyrinth truly limited this terrifying creature; only on the battlefield can humanity truly appreciate the terrifying power of the legendary Demon King!

The most primal violence, which even the gods fear and the earth can easily tremble, cannot be stopped by a mere city gate.

As Theseus, covered in blood and clutching his chest where his internal organs were spilling out, was carried by those around him, he looked up at the commotion behind him.

When Theseus saw the familiar, enormous bull's head before him, his pupils contracted—! The Minotaur—?! How could this be!

That was a monster he had never fought head-on before.

No hero had the courage to face such a monster, and it was precisely because he defeated it that he—Theseus—became a great hero revered by all Greeks.

He can do what no one else can, even what all heroes cannot, which is why he deserves to be called a hero among heroes, a great hero!

Chapter 284 Artemis is nothing! Arrest her tomorrow and make her the Supreme's bed warmer!

He had indeed vanquished this legendary monster, but—Theseus knew perfectly well.

If it weren't for the Cretan princess's affection and help, who prepared wine and yarn for him beforehand so he wouldn't get lost in the maze and successfully find the drunken Minotaur, he wouldn't have been able to kill this terrible monster.

He later betrayed the princess, fearing the power of Dionysus, and abandoned his lover to marry his sister-in-law, Phydra, thus creating the tragedy of his son's 'adultery' with his wife.

Looking back, the time when he fought against the Minotaur was probably the peak of his courage and perseverance.

Even in his prime, when he was young, the sheer power of the sleeping Minotaur still sent shivers down his spine.

All of this is so vivid in my memory, as if it happened just yesterday.

Even when he's asleep, it takes immense courage to behead an opponent. How can he, now severely wounded, possibly face this terrifying demon king?!

The people of Athens subconsciously hoped that their king, who had once defeated the Minotaur, would once again vanquish the beast.

But when they looked at their dying king, their hearts sank to the bottom, filled with utter despair.

Who would force Theseus, who has already become like this, to fight?

When they saw the Minotaur approaching them, some loyal soldiers even tried to stand in front of the king.

"Step back!!" Theseus.

Theseus, unwilling to see any more pointless sacrifices, finally stood firm this time.