Naless, the Master who had always preferred to stand quietly in the shadows, indifferent to glory, fa, or spoils of war—
Now bathed in endless dragon’s blood, he beca the undisputed protagonist of the battlefield.
The colossal dragon lay utterly defeated, and all who witnessed it stared at him in awe.
The three lofty deities now also offered their applause and admiration to this visitor from another ti and space.
All the viewers watching the video couldn’t help but feel their blood boiling with excitent.
One after another, they clapped and cheered—
-[The dragon-slaying hero Naless! He’s absolutely legendary!]
-[He actually did it! Alone, facing and slaying the terrifying demon dragon, proving humanity’s strength and hope to the gods!]
-[Once again, I witness the birth of a heroic epic—no, a myth!]
-[Could it really be possible to gather the power of the Twelve Olympian Gods and beco a divine hero surpassing the gods?]
-[I wonder how the Pantheon of the United States will react to this scene!]
...
Above the Epang Palace in China.
Nurous heroic spirits had gathered together.
Zhuge Liang, waving his feather fan, smiled broadly: "As expected, the gods of the United States are nothing but thieves!"
From the very beginning, when Naless t the gods of the United States, he had scornfully referred to them as thieves.
Now, Alaya’s video had completely proven this point.
This Naless heroic spirit was clearly challenging the Twelve Olympian Gods, undertaking twelve ultimate trials.
Through this, he would gain the blessings of the gods and beco the strongest hero surpassing them, defeating the forr divine king who had been granted the Holy Grail by the Demon God King.
Yet, in reality, the Pantheon of the United States, under the guise of divinity, insisted on forcibly capturing Naless.
"After the video ends, let’s see how the Pantheon of the United States tries to justify themselves!" Chen Gong also smiled widely.
In his mind, the image of the fireworks from before flashed once more.
This ti, he would definitely use the gods to set off fireworks.
If necessary, he could lend Naless a hand, helping him unleash his full power to defeat those false gods!
Qin Shi Huang said calmly, "Continue researching and analyzing the War God cha. After the video ends, the Pantheon of the United States may declare war on us."
Those thieves had always claid to be the rightful successors of the Olympian Gods.
But this exposé video had thoroughly exposed them.
"It’s a sha our technology still isn’t advanced enough to truly decipher the machine gods," Zhuge Liang sighed, feeling a headache coming on.
After all, this thing was a divine-level existence.
An alien chanical lifeform from the depths of the universe.
With China’s current technological level, it was impossible to fully analyze it, let alone mass-produce it.
Deciphering and replicating the War God cha was many tis harder than defeating the gods of the United States!
Chen Gong said eagerly, "Since the King of Heroes and King Arthur both have follow-up videos, perhaps after His Majesty the First Emperor’s video is revealed, our technology will leap forward!"
Those two kings had experienced explosive growth in power after their Singularity videos were exposed.
Our First Emperor was certainly no less than those kings.
Or rather, with its complete five-thousand-year civilization, China was the most unique nation in the world.
Once the related Singularity video was revealed, who knew how much progress would be made!
"This emperor is also looking forward to it."
Qin Shi Huang gazed at the screen, watching Naless receive the blessings of the War God and the Goddess of Wisdom, growing increasingly curious about what astonishing feats he might display in his own follow-up video.
How could the First Emperor of the Ages possibly lose to the kings of those foreign minor states?
The video continued.
Athena smiled approvingly: "Now, begin your divine trials! You shall gather the power of the gods and beco a divine hero surpassing them all!"
A visitor from another world, yet the prophesied savior destined to rescue both gods and humanity.
"Alright, I’ll strive to complete the Twelve Trials!"
Naless solemnly pledged.
Then, his gaze turned to the little princess beside him: "I’m sorry, but I must leave."
"Fine, go ahead and leave then."
The little princess carried a large leather bag, already fully prepared.
Its interior had been magically expanded dozens of tis, packed with her magical and daily necessities—essentially a mobile traveling cottage.
"I’m leaving alone." Naless gently shook his head.
The trials of the twelve chief gods undoubtedly represented endless perils, making it impossible to bring her along.
Their earlier exchange via the Holy Grail’s magical array was precisely to ensure they owed each other nothing.
Naless spoke with utmost seriousness: "As I said from the beginning, I’m rely a passerby. I can’t bear the weight of your entire life."
"If you confess your love to , how about I give you the entire kingdom?"
dea smiled with an innocent, guileless expression.
"I’m sorry. Though your offer is generous, I bear the mission to save the world." Naless remained unyielding.
"Fine, leave if you must. As a witch, isn’t it natural for to embark on my own magical journey?" dea bit her lip.
However, before she could say more, the two figures before her vanished without a trace.
The gods had intervened, teleporting them away instantly!
The little princess stood silently for a mont.
"Who is this beauty, wielding a staff that marks her as a witch, draped in flowing purple hair, radiating brilliance so dazzling even the sun would squint in admiration?"
Tilting her head toward the sun, a sudden smile blood on her delicate face: "That’s right—it’s , dea, the little princess of Colchis!"
"Naless, you’ll regret leaving !"
Her smile was radiant, yet tears stread down uncontrollably.
She knew why he refused to let her follow.
Because she was too weak.
He feared putting her in danger.
And it was precisely this understanding that wounded the little princess even more.
As her elder sister approached, the princess clutched her chest: "Aunt Circe, why does it hurt so much here?"
Having never faced hardship in her life, always brimming with pride and confidence, the little princess now felt an unparalleled pain.
"Hotter than hope, colder than despair—this is what they call love!"
The legendary seductress and fallen witch of myth now wore a gentle smile as she reached out to stroke the little princess’s hair.
With a soft sigh, she murmured, "My adorable little princess, let your aunt teach you how to beco a proper witch."
"If you love soone, turn them into a pig and keep them by your side forever~"
Circe’s smile grew even more delighted.
The little princess was like a blank sheet of paper.
For her, the process of staining that purity with darkness was an intoxicating pleasure.
This harmonious scene between ntor and disciple, however, sent countless onlookers into an uproar—
-[It’s over! The adorable little princess is going to beco a cruel, treacherous witch!]
-[Ahhh, Naless and Circe, give us back our angelic dea!]
-[Naless is truly a sinful man—charging into soone’s heart and then leaving without hesitation!]
-[Naless didn’t do anything wrong, though. He always emphasized it was an equal exchange—so, if I ever et such an innocent little princess, I could trick her into bed ten tis in one night!]
-[Careful, or you’ll be turned into a pig and sent straight to the grill, becoming the star of ’Life on a Skewer’!]
Under the regretful gazes of countless spectators, the man had already been transported to another place, embarking on his next trial.
On the ocean, towering waves surged violently.
A god wielding a trident and seated upon a chariot appeared before him: "Master from another world, your trial is to slay a monster!"
"What kind of monster?"
Naless asked seriously.
This god was none other than the ruler of the seas—
Poseidon, the Sea King!
He was the elder brother of Zeus, King of Gods, and the younger brother of Hades, Lord of the Underworld—one of the most powerful deities in existence.
After defeating Cronus, the three brothers divided the world among themselves.
Zeus claid the sky, becoming the King of Gods.
Hades claid the Underworld, becoming its ruler.
Poseidon claid the oceans, becoming their sovereign.
When he raged, monstrous sea creatures would erge from the depths, bringing slaughter in their wake.
When he swung his trident, terrifying tsunamis and storms would arise, devouring all things on land.
Countless people living by the sea worshipped him with fanatical devotion.
"A monster of unparalleled evil, destined to slaughter countless humans in the future!"
Poseidon brandished his trident.
The sea churned into a storm, forming a translucent ship that swiftly carried Naless and Mash toward an island deep in the ocean.
And then, a painfully familiar figure appeared on the screen.
Clad in a black hood, her long purple hair swayed gently.
Her petite fra, standing at only 1.3 ters, gazed at the two with an innocent expression.
"Eh?! It’s Ana!" Mash couldn’t help but exclaim.
Indeed, standing before them was none other than Gorgon—who had once aided them in the Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia singularity!
An angelic little loli.
The mont she appeared, Roya, who was watching the video, also gasped in shock: "Don’t tell Poseidon’s trial is to kill Ana?!"
Gorgon was the infamous snake-haired monster of Greek mythology.
Anyone who t her gaze would turn to stone!
The great hero Perseus, with the aid of Athena and Hers, had barely managed to slay her.
Perseus presented her head to Athena, who embedded it into the shield of the Goddess of Wisdom.
Oh, and Perseus’s father was also Zeus.
The mother of Heracles was none other than the granddaughter of Perseus, and his father was also Zeus!
This is the chaos of Greek mythology.
When Roya first read this, it shocked her for an entire year, completely opening the door to a new world.
"Probably," Cú Chulainn nodded.
The trial of Poseidon, the Sea God, was naturally not sothing to be easily overco.
In reality.
Among the Gorgon sisters, only the youngest, dusa, had a mortal body that could be slain.
The elder sisters, Stheno and Euryale, were both divine beings.
In mythology.
dusa was depicted as a snake-haired monster, yet here she appeared as a little girl, clearly indicating she had been killed once before.
From her corpse was born Ana, identical to her sisters!
Naturally, the two elder sisters would protect her like a treasure. Having been killed once, how could they allow Naless to strike again and kill her?
The key point was, Naless couldn’t possibly kill Anna!
They were comrades-in-arms in Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia, fighting side by side.
Roya clicked her tongue in amazent: "Doesn’t that an Naless can’t complete Poseidon’s trial?"
"That’s hard to say."
Cú Chulainn wouldn’t speak in absolutes, fearing he’d be proven wrong.
That terrifying man had been creating miracles left and right—who knew what he might do next?
Under their watchful gazes.
Naless stepped toward the little girl: "Long ti no see, Ana—or should I say, dusa."
"You... know ?"
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