As Heimdall finished speaking, the entire venue began to boil.
The faces of the humans became extremely ugly, with expressions of disbelief and horror on their faces.
"Jack the Ripper!?"
"What!?"
"Ahhhhh-"
"Really or not!? Is that me!?"
Looking at the polite gentleman appearing on the stage, some humans were panicked and some questioned.
"The biggest mystery in the history of crime has appeared in front of people!! No...by the way...why is the representative of human beings this murderer!?"
It seems that everyone is puzzled that such a guy can represent mankind in this sacred duel.
But no one will explain to them why.
‘Jack the Ripper’ himself is currently bathing in everyone’s malice, his face full of intoxication.
"It's really a surprising amount... But it's okay, if you are facing the 'God of Justice', these... are indeed the best weapons."
Although he is not the "Jack the Ripper" in this world, he is just the incarnation of human will. But at this moment, bathed in human malice, he has indeed transformed into Jack the Ripper, and in this name, he will cut open the gods' flesh.
chest.
Just as Brünnhilde expected, the pure will of malice is indeed the best weapon against an upright god like Hercules.
"Pap-ta-ta-ta-"
The sound of horse hooves trampling on the street was heard.
Listening to this voice, Heimdall looked excitedly at the passage where the gods on the other side were fighting, "Here comes - and then - he wants to challenge the humiliation of 'defeating the gods to humans', and win with a comprehensive victory without any shadows."
The person who made it clear - such a difficult task is...him!!!"
Accompanied by the neighing of war horses, a carriage galloped into the scene.
The figure standing on it is so perfect that it seems to have been carved by a god. No, at this moment, he is already the god himself!
"The Nemean Lion...the hell guard dog Kerberos...has a strong body that can tame them with bare hands!! He broke through twelve impossible trials and was promoted from demigod to god!
!The messenger of justice who brings dawn to both the human world and heaven!!"
"Brave!!"
"Unparalleled!!"
"Its name is——"
"Hercules!!!"
——
With the appearance of Hercules, the gods cheered for joy.
Even humans are a little hesitant at this moment, wondering which side they should stand on.
Because this god is completely different from other gods.
If other gods talked about "compassion" to humans in such a situation, they would definitely be drowned in human saliva.
But Heracles was different.
Because the reason why this god became a god is to save mankind.
When the gods were about to bring down the end of mankind, it was his step forward that bought mankind some breathing time.
In the eyes of humans, even though he has been promoted to a god, he is still their great hero.
"Great hero vs. great villain!!"
Heimdall excitedly heated up the atmosphere.
"Justice and evil, evil and justice!! Has there ever been a showdown with such a clear composition in the past? Come on - let us witness together, whether justice or evil wins in the end!!"
"How cunning..."
Listening to Heimdall's declaration, Jack the Ripper lowered the brim of his top hat and couldn't help but sigh.
"Does it have to rise to the level of justice and evil? But... it's better this way... let's let the hatred and malice... come more violently..."
Scarlet eyes flickered in the shadow under the brim of the hat.
His eyes were fixed on the god not far away.
To him, everything around him is actually unimportant.
His goal at this moment is to defeat the gods in front of him.
Use human will and use everything you can use, no matter how despicable it is.
This is all for himself.
In order to find the true ‘self’.
"Come on, this...just Mr. God. Uh...Mr. God...you look like your veins are exposed and you look very angry? Be careful of high blood pressure..."
For some reason, there was no fighting spirit on Hercules' face at this moment, only anger.
This is natural.
After all, now that I have chosen to step into the ring, what I crave is naturally the same hearty battle as the previous duels.
But what is this?
Why do other gods meet opponents who are great warriors that even gods have to respect, but he has to face such a villain?
His opponent... turned out to be such a serial murderer who took advantage of the lives of weak girls!! He is garbage among garbage!!!
No matter what you think...it's all intentional, right?
"Um...Sister Hilde...how do you feel...Brother Hercules...seems to be super angry?"
"Be confident and get rid of the feeling." Brunhilde grinned, "Provoking brother Hercules is also part of the plan..."
"Are you kidding!!? Brünnhilde!?"
Sure enough, Hercules roared angrily at the stands, and it looked like he was really pissed off.
However, faced with his rage, Brünnhilde was naturally unable to respond.
"call……"
Breathing heavily, Hercules seemed to finally calm down his anger.
He looked at the polite-looking man in front of him expressionlessly, and said angrily: "Speaking of which, just bow your head and admit defeat. In this case, I will plead with Lord Zeus, at least don't let you end up...
The fate of a broken soul. I don’t like meaningless killings, unlike you!!”
"..."
'Jack the Ripper' was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then a faint smile appeared on his face, "You are really as 'gentle' as the rumors say, are you willing to show 'mercy' even when facing a villain like 'me'? Yes."
For this, I am deeply grateful…”
"In that case...then you..."
"No, it's a pity."
Before Hercules could finish speaking, 'Jack the Ripper' politely bowed as a gentleman, "I can't just admit defeat."
"What?" Hercules' expression turned gloomy upon hearing this.
"No matter how low the winning rate is, the agreed duel must be carried out and the agreed promises must be fulfilled. This is respect for the opponent and the so-called 'gentleman'."
As he spoke, 'Jack the Ripper' took out two sharp blades that far exceeded their capacity from the bag on his belt...
No, rather than a blade, it was more like a huge pair of scissors divided into two parts and held in his hand.
"This is……"
Looking at such strange weapons, the gods and humans were extremely puzzled.
"As you can see...this is my 'artifact forging'."
"Scissors? This is...how ominous!?"
Human beings, especially ladies, couldn't help but shudder when they saw this man holding such a sharp weapon in his hand.
Just imagining what kind of crazy things a cold-blooded serial murderer can do with scissors in his hands makes everyone feel horrified.
"It's really...a weapon worthy of Jack the Ripper..."
Brünnhilde commented with a smile, "Even I almost thought he was a genuine product."
Yes, only the Valkyries and Xuan Hao who know the truth know that the existence that is being maliciously treated and feared by everyone at this moment is not the real Jack the Ripper, but the embodiment of human will.
"No, in a sense, there is no difference between him and the real thing, right?" Gray's teeth kept chattering, "Deliberately announcing his 'identity' has attracted everyone's malice, and these malice will be transformed into his power. According to his own
It is said that he is the incarnation of human will. The moment everyone thinks he is Jack the Ripper, he is really Jack himself!"
"The so-called artifact is really good~"
Just when everyone was scared, the Valkyries were sighing, and Hercules was silent, 'Jack the Ripper' had already waved the 'artifact' in his hand and easily cut off the street lights next to the road as if to show off.
The artifact was like iron in his hands, and the street lamp was cut off easily and flatly, and fell next to the silent Hercules like a provocation.
"It always feels like... I can cut through anything."
As he spoke, Jack the Ripper looked at Hercules himself, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
"Extra-large scissors..."
Looking at the weapon in his hand, Ares, the God of War in the stands, was speechless for a while, "It's another weapon that gods can't understand..."
"Yeah..." Hermes on the side nodded with deep sympathy, "We couldn't figure out Li Shuwen's artifact in the last game until the end..."
"call……"
While the gods were sighing, Hercules took a deep breath and adjusted his state.
Then, the muscles on his body bulged, his eyes became serious, he clenched the weapon in his hand, and stared at Jack the Ripper in front of him like a lion about to hunt: "Okay... if this is your expectation... for
For your awareness of daring to challenge the gods even though the chances are slim, I will respond with all my strength!"
Whoosh——
However, just when Hercules was about to fight openly with the person in front of him.
A cool breeze blew before my eyes.
Jack the Ripper... turned around and ran away without hesitation.
"..."
Hercules remained silent.
The anger that was finally suppressed started to burn again.
"Run...run away!!"
Even the commentator Heimdall was shocked by this scene, "Jack escaped without hesitation!!"
"hateful--"
Hercules roared and chased after him, "Stop—"
However, before he could take two steps, he saw a fleeing figure around the corner.
The heat was lingering at the end of the street, and Jack the Ripper was seen leisurely sitting on a seat outside the cafe at the end of the road, sipping tea leisurely.
"I'm sorry... I don't want to run away, it's just because it's time for afternoon tea."
Seeing the arrival of Hercules, Jack the Ripper apologized like a gentleman, and while speaking, he waved the pocket in his hand to express his gratitude.
"Even as a soldier, it is a gentleman's hobby to rest at tea time. Would you like a drink, sir?"
As he spoke, he poured a cup of hot tea and prepared to hand it to Hercules with a smile.
"..."
Hercules felt insulted and "took up arms..."
As he spoke, he slowly approached angrily.
"!!"
However, as soon as he took two steps, his eyes were slightly startled and he stopped.
Because just on the path he took to get closer to Jack the Ripper, a thin wire that was almost invisible to the naked eye was right in front of him. As long as he took another step closer, it seemed that it would cut open his head.
"Oops, it seems I've been discovered..."
Jack the Ripper smiled helplessly while drinking hot tea.
“Extremely boring!”
Hercules angrily pulled off the wire.
However, I didn't expect that the next step would be the real trap set by Jack.
As the wire was pulled, the trap above was triggered, and countless sharp knives fell like rain.
"trap!"
Heimdall looked at this scene and explained in surprise.
But the next moment, he realized that his surprise seemed to be unnecessary.
Because these knives were completely meaningless to Hercules.
clang clang——
With the sound of metal clashing, the falling knife bounced off Hercules' strong divine body as if it hit an iron wall.
Heimdall then recalled that human weapons were completely useless against gods.
"Click——"
A small knife was easily crushed into an iron ball in Hercules' hands.
He angrily asked the man in front of him who kept provoking him: "You guy...haven't you heard from Brünnhilde? Mere mortal weapons cannot cause damage to the human body!"
"Huh~"
Jack the Ripper calmly blew the hot tea and replied nonchalantly, "Of course I have, but I am the type who has to try everything myself, otherwise I cannot fully believe it... Sir."
tread--
Hercules did not respond and approached expressionlessly.
The shadow gradually enveloped Jack the Ripper sitting on the chair.
He raised the artifact in his hand and smashed it down mercilessly: "Disappear."
"learn."
Listening to Hercules' angry words, Jack the Ripper actually answered.
The next moment, he took out a pistol without hesitation and pointed it at Hercules.
As everyone knows, the gun is both fast and accurate within seven steps.
Hercules seemed to realize that he could not pull the trigger faster than the opponent, and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but soon realized that the opponent's artifact was just a huge pair of scissors, so even if he was hit by this gun, he would not be able to pull the trigger.
There will be any problems.
But his reaction was still too late.
After a brief hesitation, Jack the Ripper seized the opportunity.
boom--
Gunshots were fired, but bullets were not fired.
Jack's target was never Hercules, but the heights of the building behind him.
In the moment when Hercules was stunned, the hook ejected from the muzzle of the gun, and then Jack the Ripper's figure quickly escaped along with the flying rope.
He complied with what Hercules said and 'disappeared' from where he was, but instead of being knocked out of his wits by a blow from Heracles and disappearing, he left on his own.