"Bastard, who are you??"

Heglis rushed out of the ground, and a dangerous energy wrapped around his hands - he grabbed Hercules' hands. △↗

boom!

Apart from his body size, Heglis is actually just an ordinary person. The reason why he is so strong is entirely due to the magical artifact in his body - his ability is to attack and explode the object of attack.

"snort......"

After succeeding with one blow, Heglis showed a smug smile. But not long after, his smile froze.

Hercules' expression did not change for a moment. The explosion just now did not hurt him except for the sound and smoke.

Realizing that the thick arm he had grabbed was not damaged, Heglis hurriedly retreated. But it was too late. As soon as he let go of his hands, Hercules grabbed both hands.

"I can't see reaction, speed, strength, and technology in you. What else do you have except for the artifact?" Hercules put five heads in front of Heglis and said, the two of them were so close that they were just one close to press their heads.

"...I still have this!"

Heglis hit Hercules with a header, and after finding that it was ineffective, he leaned back and a knee suddenly appeared on Hercules's vision.

boom!

Another explosion, Hygres took advantage of the impact and escaped. However, when he saw Hercules pressing his neck with a "click" in the smoke, he couldn't help but curse: "What monster!?"

"It's really unreasonable...how are you there?"

Hercules looked at Joan of Arc.

“…”

Click!

The heroic spirit Joan of Arc cut off the other party's holy sword again, forcing the cheap descendant to retreat, and then looked at Hercules speechlessly, as if saying "It's as you see."

"Ha, the same is true on your side. I really don't understand, why do you call this name?"

The last sentence was of course said to Heglis.

"asshole......"

Heglis was so angry that his teeth were itchy. He was about to rush up and fight to the death.

At this moment, Georg, who had not moved, pushed his glasses and asked meaningfully: "So, are you qualified to call this name?"

"So who is it? Are you the descendants of heroes like us?" asked Joan of the heroes.

After all, it has been a long time since the age of their ancestors, so it is not surprising that nothing has happened. Anyone who has descendants has long since grown up. It is not surprising that there are people who do not know each other.

Descendants?

The heroic spirit Joan of Arc and Hercules looked at each other and both laughed.

"We are just heroic spirits." Joan of Arc said calmly.

A hero?

There was doubt on everyone's faces. They had heard of this word, but it was consistent with these two people...

"Are you Odin's people?" Georg asked with sharp eyes.

There is a Valhalla in Odin, which is the temple where Odin receives the dead in Norse mythology. It is the Nordic Valkyrie who is under the management. In the Valhalla, there are heroic warriors selected on the battlefield on earth.

But... it is just a brave and good at fighting. It is impossible to say that the Valhalla can receive heroes such as Joan of Arc, Hercules, etc. No matter how long Valkyrie's hands are, it is impossible to reach other forces.

"Don't think too much. We are just the souls of heroes, referred to as heroes for short. Since we mean that we do not belong to any force in this world. And I am me. Hercules is Hercules." Hercules pointed at himself and said.

"Heroic spirit..." Georg chewed the word in his mouth for a while, and suddenly his face changed: "Are you...you are yourself..."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. The hero himself? Don’t look at the joke, they have been dead for a long time! They have been reincarnated and reincarnated if they have not dissipated. Even Hades, who claims to be in charge of death, would not allow them to appear again.

Heglis and Joan of the heroic school even more suddenly, their faces turned pale.

Turning his head hard, Heglis shouted: "Georg. What are you kidding! I am kidding with my ancestors, ah!?"

"...I'm just confirming what the other party means." Georg replied with an interfering smile. Although he was unwilling to believe it, his strange appearance and powerful power made his heart beat rapidly.

"Breaking~~" Heglis glared at Hercules: "I dare to pretend to be my ancestor, I will never forgive you. I will never forgive you!!!"

Heglis was almost crazy, and his proud ancestor stood opposite him, fighting and accusing his behavior? The thought of this made his heart almost stop beating.

I don’t want to admit it, I don’t want to admit it, and I’m even more impossible to admit it!

Heglis roared and rushed towards Hercules, waving his fists and banging towards Hercules all the time.

"Good come!"

Hercules roared and waved his fists to meet him.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Hercules's fist accurately met Heglith's fist, stirring up a sound of shocking the sky and the earth. In addition to the two fists, there is also the explosion power from the Heglith's artifact.

However, the power of the explosion could not hurt Hercules at all, and at most it gave him a firecracker-like feeling. On the contrary, Heglis pushed the power of the explosion back by Hercules, and with the power of Hercules' fist, Heglis's arms were weak and bloody.

Dong!

With a muffled sound, Hercules' fist sank into Heglith's chest and smashed him against the wall opposite.

"Puff!"

Heglith spitted a mouthful of blood, which contained pieces of meat. The depression of the fist on his chest told others that the punch was not just about vomiting blood.

"Highris!?"

Joan of Arc wanted to go there, but she had to be afraid of Joan of Arc. Because she cared about the authenticity of Joan of Arc, she did not fight with her.

Georg was also worried, but he instead aimed at Rias and others - they were also eyeing him. Hercules was against Heglis and Joan of Arc against the heroic faction. If he had any action, Rias and others would have also taken action - although Hercules had told them not to intervene before. More importantly, several battles took place in the flash, and it would be difficult for him to intervene even if he wanted to intervene, and he was not sure.

However, if Heglis was knocked down, he would have to go even if he didn't.

With Georg as the center, the mist transformed from the spiritual energy enveloped him. At the same time, the mist enveloped Hercules as if it were consciously. In a short while, everyone only saw a cloud of mist wrapped around the two, and could not see the situation inside.

"Your strength is very strong, but in my fog, no matter how strong it is, it is useless!"

Georg's voice came from the fog.

"Yeah?"

The fog also heard the calm sound of Hercules, and then with a "boom", the fog seemed to be cut open by something, and a crack penetrated the front and back appeared. The fog divided into two halves was suddenly blown away by a strong airflow.

Georg looked shocked and a trace of blood flowed from his forehead. Suddenly, his glasses broke with a pop, and the fractured mouth was neatly divided into two halves.

"It turns out...my fog was broken so easily..."

and--

Georg gritted his teeth and looked at Hercules with a gloomy face.

The power was so perfect that I almost thought I was split in half just now, but I didn't expect it to be just a scratch... I thought it was a power-type opponent, but my control over power was so easy...

Georg's face was gloomy and calm. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he had already lost.

but--

Suddenly, Georg showed a proud smile on his face.

Puff!

Time seemed to stop, and the world was frozen in that situation - Hercules' heart was pierced by a gun.

"That's the holy gun at dusk!"

Rias and others trembled. This means that the most troublesome enemy has appeared, and the powerful reinforcement Hercules was also killed by him - at that moment. Although it seems that he was cooperating with Georg to attack, the strength is beyond doubt. Now is the time when the enemy is strong and we are weak.

"Georg, Heglis, the enemy looks very powerful, even you are so embarrassed." Cao Cao pulled out his bloody gun and jumped back to Georg.

Georg pushed his glasses habitually, but found that they had fallen out and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Heglis walked out of the ruins and came to Cao Cao and complained: "Cao Cao, this guy is my enemy!"

"I know. I was there just now. But the enemy is not something you can deal with, isn't it?"

Georg and Heglis were speechless, and what Cao Cao said was indeed true.

"Haha, your companion has been killed." Joan of Arc, a heroic scholar, smiled proudly at the heroic spirit Joan of Arc.

"Is that true?" Joan of Arc glanced at Hercules who was standing on the ground and smiled in silence: "I wish he could kill his opponent so easily."

"What did you say!?"

The words of the heroic spirit Joan of Arc shocked Cao Cao and others to alert him.

"Hmph, what did you say? The heart was pierced by the Dusk Holy Spear. It's impossible for him to be alive!" Heglis said loudly.

For some reason, he was the person who least wanted to see Hercules alive, and even he himself didn't understand.

Suddenly, Hercules moved.

"Impossible!" Heglis's face changed suddenly.

"Ha, it's still a long way to kill me..."

Hercules' wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Apart from the previous bloodstain, he could no longer see that he had been injured.
To be continued...