Chapter 975 The Birth of ‘I’

"This...this, this, this, this is so arrogant!!"

Hearing the declaration of the woman in the arena, Heimdall's tone became excited.

"Not only do you provoke the gods, but you also despise the humans. Is this the so-called evil of chaos!? It is simply...lawless!!"

"Oh my, things are really getting more and more interesting..."

Also amazed by the changes in the stadium were the gods in the stands. Loki looked at the woman on the stage with great interest. No... after all, does this kind of thing really have a gender?

"Is Chaos the evil? It's really interesting."

"Isn't this a foul?" Ares, the God of War, was confused. "Is this guy on the stage no longer a human? It seems to me that he is ready to suck the blood of Hercules!"

"No, no, no...don't you understand yet?"

Hermes on the side explained, "The meaning of this guy's words indicates that his existence was conceived by humans. In other words, he is not a vampire himself, nor is he Jack the Ripper just now, but human will."

It’s nothing more than a creation. The so-called ‘evil of chaos’ should perhaps be more appropriately called ‘evil of human beings’. Since it is a part of humanity, it is not considered a foul…”

"Wait... isn't this right?" Ares was still puzzled, "According to what you said, doesn't it mean that we still took advantage? After all, you said... this guy is just a part of human beings, not even a complete one.

Humanity……"

"Oh~ don't worry about such details~" Loki chuckled, "If you really want to care about it... isn't Hercules on our side on the field at this moment also not a pure god? Although Hercules has

The body, but the heart is still human.”

"So... what kind of duel is this?"

Gods whose hearts are devoted to humans, and sins that humans resent.

Originally this was supposed to be a 'Twilight of the Gods' showdown between gods vs. humans, right? Why does it feel like it has become a civil war between humans now... It seems that even if Hercules wins in the end, it seems that he has nothing to do with these gods.

Relationship, right?

Damn it, I'm looking for a place, I'm looking for a place and it's gone!

Ares was almost knocked unconscious.

While he was doubting, the confrontation on the court seemed to continue.

The clock tower in London rang the bells, and under the night, Elizabeth was seen slowly approaching Hercules unhurriedly, with an elegant manner.

The evening breeze blew his ragged long skirt and long black hair, and the moonlight made the smile on his face look even more enchanting.

"Where is your artifact? Was that... a lie just now?"

Hercules frowned slightly and looked at the woman walking towards him, and asked.

That's right, the human figure in front of you at this moment has completely lost all the characteristics of Jack the Ripper, including the leather bag worn on his waist. At first glance, he is just a slender woman with bare hands, otherwise he would not relax so easily.

alert.

"Your integrity is really touching, but it would be foolish to believe the enemy's words in battle~"

Elizabeth covered her mouth and smiled softly.

"Although I'm sorry, I never thought of telling you my trump card from the beginning."

"Yeah?"

Hercules was not surprised by this, after all, the other party said it was a trump card, "So...are you ready to fight me with bare hands now?"

"of course not……"

Elizabeth shook her head regretfully, "Although I really don't want to admit it, your power is real. Facing such a powerful force, I will not be stupid enough to resist with my flesh and blood."

As she spoke, Elizabeth gracefully took off the black gloves in her hands.

bass--

I saw sharp nails slicing across like blades, and he actually cut his own neck, and blood continued to spurt out.

However, the gushing blood did not flow down the body and dye the clothes red, but was directly pulled by him and stretched continuously, turning into a bloody spear.

The bloody spear was spinning in the night sky. Elizabeth calmly put on the pair of pitch-black gloves again, and the spear fell into his hand. The time seemed to be stuck just right.

"A spear made of blood?"

Hercules frowned slightly and looked at the woman in front of him, "This kind of thing..."

"I can hurt you."

Before Hercules could make a judgment, Elizabeth told him the answer in advance, "Have you forgotten? My blood is mixed with your divine blood at this moment."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, as if he was serious.

But in fact - this is still a lie.

Humans...even vampire blood, even if it is mixed with the blood of gods, cannot be used as a weapon against gods.

In fact, the sinful blood and divine blood in his body were just added to add special attributes to this bloody spear.

Elizabeth's real artifact is the gloves she is wearing on her hands at this moment.

Only this pair of gloves has never changed before and after His transformation.

But there is one thing that He did not lie about, that is, the ability of His artifact is indeed a 'creation artifact'.

Whatever is touched by these gloves can be turned into a divine weapon.

"Come on... let this spear of crime and punishment penetrate your divine body."

Elizabeth smiled and pointed the tip of her spear at Hercules.

Sin and Punishment, this is the name of the spear that was turned into an artifact after the blood of sin and the blood of God were mixed.

Using the artifacts worn on both hands, he used a method similar to forging artifacts, using two kinds of blood as raw materials to create this spear.

It has two abilities.

One is ‘pollution’ and the other is ‘judgment’!

'Pollution', as its name suggests, uses human blood to contaminate the divine blood. As long as he is stabbed by this spear, Elizabeth's blood will be injected into Heracles' body and begin to spread continuously, causing him to temporarily degrade from a god to a human.

And 'judgment' is to use the power of 'blood of God' to impose heavenly punishment on targets who have fallen into human form.

In other words, this is an artifact that can reverse the relationship between gods and humans.

Hercules knew nothing about this. As long as he was stabbed by this spear, he would lose his advantage as a god. He would even have to face the power of god borrowed from Elizabeth in a human body. The battle would be in

The moment of hit is completely reversed!

"Finally...are you going to fight openly as a warrior?"

Seeing the leaning posture of the woman in front of him, Hercules frowned slightly.

Perhaps because he had been fooled so many times, he could no longer trust the people in front of him.

But if the opponent really plans to fight head-on, he will never lose.

"Come on, if you can penetrate my words - just try!"

"Finally...are the two sides finally going to face off?" Listening to the conversation between the two, Heimdall's excited tone became extremely excited.

Perhaps the next blow will be the long-awaited first head-to-head confrontation between justice and evil between humans and gods.

And Elizabeth's next actions did not disappoint them.

This time, He was seriously preparing to take action head-on.

But the words in your mouth are still lies.

His purpose was not to penetrate Hercules, he only needed to hurt him, even if it was just a scratch on the skin.

He knows very well that he has no power beyond the gods. After all, everything he has is given by humans, and no one has any hope for him. On the contrary, his existence itself is something that people despise.

How could something like this possibly trigger a miracle beyond the gods?

But to Him, it doesn't matter at all.

Just as no one ever expected Him, He never expected a miracle to happen.

But victory is necessary.

In order to find his true self, he must win this long victory.

Therefore, no matter how despicable the means are, even if the gods are corrupted, He must win!

"I'm sorry, righteous God~ Please offer sacrifices for my birth!"

As she spoke, a look of madness flashed across Elizabeth's face.

Yes, letting God fall into human form by hook or by crook is what He sees as an opportunity to win.

Buzz——

Spears streaked across the night sky.

Two figures passed each other.

The blood was stretched by the tip of the spear and dissipated in the strong wind.
To be continued...