A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

"Again...the Jack the Ripper contestant ran away again!"

Heimdall explained excitedly, "Doesn't he have any sense of shame? Is it really like the legend... really the trash among the trash?"

If he had dared to explain like this in the previous two games, he would have been drowned in the saliva of the humans. But this time, to his surprise, the human side was completely silent, and there was no one to refute it.

Everyone's faces were extremely ugly, and their hearts were extremely tangled.

If they only focus on the outcome of this 'Twilight of the Gods' duel, they naturally hope to win. After all, the outcome of every game will be related to the survival of all mankind.

But it was this perverted scumbag murderer who came out to fight! What’s even more coincidental is that the opponent turns out to be a ‘great hero’ in the eyes of mankind! Isn’t this completely the opposite! ?

Humans were speechless about this showdown, and even struggled for a while on which side to support.

"Just do some pointless struggle..."

Seeing the figure flying away along the hook lock, the expression on Hercules' face became extremely gloomy.

Is this the first time you have been fooled by this human being?

boom--

Hercules leaned forward angrily, and the bulging leg muscles exploded with unimaginable terrifying force, causing the street beneath his feet to suddenly collapse.

The next moment, his figure flew out like a cannonball and instantly caught up with Jack the Ripper who was still in mid-air.

"!!"

Feeling the shadow shrouding him, Jack was slightly startled and quickly turned around to deal with it.

While turning around, he pulled out the huge pair of scissors and clamped the artifact wielded by Hercules.

For a while, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

However, as Hercules' arm muscles swelled and his strength exploded again, the stalemate was broken in an instant, and Jack the Ripper was shot to the ground without any suspense.

"Click——"

At the same time, a crisp cracking sound came.

"!?"

Whether it was the gods or humans, or even Jack the Ripper himself, they all looked at this scene with surprised expressions on their faces.

Because if I heard correctly, that pair of scissors seems to be a magical weapon!

How could the artifact be destroyed so easily?

"Ah... that kind of guy is really not good..."

The humans looked at this scene and shook their heads with emotion.

"After all, he is just an ordinary perverted murderer. Even the divine weapon cannot exert its original power in his hands, and it was destroyed so easily..."

However, they all seemed to have ignored one problem, even Hercules on the field.

That is to give humans the power to fight against gods. The Valkyries use the magic of "Yilian Tuosheng" to "forge" artifacts and turn them into weapons. If the artifact is really destroyed, then the humans bound to it will not be able to do anything. There was no reaction.

"it's over……"

Hercules forced the unarmed Jack the Ripper into a corner. His anger made him completely ignore the human beings in front of him, and naturally he would not think about that simple truth.

"Clang..."

I saw Jack the Ripper looking for something in the leather bag on his waist in a panic. The sound seemed to be made of metal, so it should obviously be a weapon.

However, Hercules didn't take it to heart at all: "How many times do I have to tell you before you understand... Mortal weapons cannot hurt me."

"..."

Whoosh——

Jack the Ripper did not answer, but still threw several throwing knives at Hercules in a panic. It looked like he was struggling to his death and had no choice but to do so.

"!!!"

However, what happened next moment made the gods and humans look surprised.

Pfft——

I saw that the flying knife that was not supposed to hurt Hercules actually easily pierced Hercules' skin and got stuck between his strong muscles.

"What...what's going on?"

Heimdall looked at such a scene and couldn't understand at all, "No...impossible...this kind of thing happens again!! How could a mortal weapon that shouldn't have penetrated hurt Lord Hercules?"

"Pfft-"

When Hercules came to his senses, a large mouthful of blood was already gushing out from his mouth.

The flying knives on his body were not a problem for him, but one of the flying knives happened to hit the side of his neck due to his carelessness.

Obviously, he never thought that such a weak flying knife could hurt him, so he did not perform any evasion or even defense.

"for……"

"Huh?" Jack was a little confused when he heard the vague sound coming from Hercules.

"Why?" Hercules took a deep breath, and the muscles in his body and even his neck contracted violently. He actually squeezed the knife stuck on it out of his body in an instant, and stopped the blood from the wound from flowing out.

"You want to ask...why my magic weapon, the scissors...can these knives hurt you?"

Hearing this, Jack seemed to understand Hercules' doubts, "Even though I said that...but--about my artifact, the pair of scissors, I actually lied to you."

As he spoke, his face curved into a look of contempt.

"How honest are you to fall into such a trap? How could you not doubt my words at all when facing an opponent like me?"

"..."

Hearing this, veins popped up on Hercules' forehead.

He was fooled again by the human in front of him.

Should I say that he is truly a villain, a trash among trash? To actually use such unsightly and despicable methods in this sacred duel.

"So...are your artifacts actually these knives?"

Not only Hercules himself, but the gods and humans are now extremely confused about what Jack the Ripper's artifact is.

"No no no..."

Listening to Hercules' words, Jack chuckled and reached into the backpack on his waist.

"My artifact... is actually the 'package for creating artifacts' itself~"

As he spoke, he once again pulled out a long string of knives connected with extremely thin silk threads from his leather bag.

"What a despicable guy..."

In the stands, Gray watched Jack teasing Brother Hercules over and over again, and his face became extremely gloomy, "Isn't this guy taking it too far? He's exactly like that scumbag..."

"Of course..." Brynhildr on the side seemed very satisfied with this, "I have said... In a sense, this guy is Jack the Ripper at this moment, just like the 'fake' is closer to the real thing. 'The more difficult it is to distinguish between true and false, the more he resembles 'Jack the Ripper', the more he can exert his power as 'Jack the Ripper'."

"Then according to this statement... wouldn't it mean that if he is a god in the eyes of people, he can have the power of a god? Doesn't he even need the power of the Valkyrie to assist?" Gray felt a little ashamed after hearing this.

"Theoretically, that's the case, but..." Brynhildr nodded, then shook his head slowly, "Human beings have their own thoughts, especially with so many human wills, it is difficult to reach an agreement. Historically, The only time an agreement was reached was perhaps under the influence of Adam in the battle against Lord Zeus... And the easiest way at the moment is to use the identity of 'Jack the Ripper' itself to constantly tease The will of human beings resonates strongly, even if the resonance is negative, it doesn’t matter, after all, this guy is not here to be a hero, he just pursues victory.”

"It really... shows the despicable nature of human beings vividly..." Gray sighed with twitching lips after listening to Brynhildr's words.

"It just needs to be soaked to the fullest... If you can't even reach the extreme, how can you talk about surpassing the gods?"

A horrifying smile appeared on Brünnhilde's face, "If we are fighting against Brother Hercules, it would be most appropriate to use such malice... Only this bottomless malice of human beings can have a chance to penetrate the past. The most powerful god known for his goodness.”

"Come on, great hero..."

In the field, Jack politely invited Hercules, "I really look forward to it. How will you, as a god... tremble in the face of human malice?"

"..."

Facing another provocation from Jack the Ripper, Hercules seemed much calmer than before, although his face was full of anger.

His carelessness just now has caused him to suffer several losses. If he doesn't know how to be cautious again, he will be really a fool.

Before figuring out what other tricks this human being had, he chose to wait and see.

"No...unbelievable!!"

Seeing this sudden stalemate, Heimdall screamed in disbelief, "Facing the strongest 'hero', it was actually a serial murderer on the human side who took the lead!! Human malice pierced the gods. The body!! It can be said to be...a lie that deceives God! Is this the crystallization of mankind's malice for 7 million years - Jack the Ripper!?"

"Oh~ What an exciting explanation."

Jack listened to Heimdall's words and seemed to take them as a compliment to himself.

He saluted politely towards Hercules: "Then how are you going to deal with my 'crystallization of malice'? Sir? May God bless you."

"I am a god myself..."

Hercules responded to Jack's provocation expressionlessly.

Click——

The flying knives scattered on the ground shattered instantly before his terrifying violent stampede.

This is a real artifact.

In other words, as long as this great hero is serious, even a real artifact will be vulnerable to him.

"If this is your 'malice', I will crush it completely!"

"is that so?"

Jack responded unequivocally.

"Before I take action, let me remind you...this 'malice' does not come from me~"

As he spoke, he had already taken action, flying knives towards Hercules continuously.

This time Hercules was not careless in the slightest.

Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang——

The crisp sound of striking iron continued to sound.

The blades kept coming down towards Hercules like a curtain of rain, but they were completely blocked by Hercules' defense that seemed to have no blind spots. He mercilessly shot down all the incoming flying knives with the divine weapon in his hand.

It seems that for this incomparable Hercules, even if he possesses an artifact that can create artifacts wirelessly, Jack the Ripper poses no threat to him, because whether it is strength or speed, the disparity between them is too huge. Like a natural chasm.

But just when the gods and humans thought that Jack the Ripper could hurt Hercules through his previous tricks, now his tricks had been exposed and he was helpless in the face of Hercules, who was not at all careless. An accident happened again. .

puff--

In the rain-like curtain of knives, the trajectories of several blades suddenly changed.

They began to spin in mid-air and change their trajectories, attacking Hercules at various weird angles.

Faced with this sudden change, Heracles seemed unable to react or cope with it.

Several knives actually bypassed his defense and pierced his strong body again.

"How... how is it possible!?"

Heimdall was stunned again when he saw this scene, "Obviously the trick has been exposed, but Jack the Ripper was still able to suppress Lord Hercules with his weird knife-throwing skills! Is it possible that he is already so strong? !? A guy who is so powerful can actually use such methods... Facing such an enemy, how should Lord Hercules deal with it!?"

"Wow ha ha ha ha!--"

Looking at such a scene, cheers came from nowhere.

The cheers came from the human side.

Although most humans are physically uncomfortable with beings like Jack the Ripper, there are still pure evil people in this world.

In their eyes, Jack the Ripper is not only not scary, but is their idol.

"Well done! Jack! Come on! Keep going like this! Complete the second God Killing!!!"

"Okay!! The so-called 'God of Justice' is at his wits' end! Let's uncover his hypocrisy!!"

"Kill him! Jack! Dissect him like you did those whores!"

Malicious voices kept ringing.

A small smile appeared on Jack's face.

Although he doesn't really like such explicit malice, these malice can become his strength at this moment.

Also unhappy with these annoying villains are the gods in the stands.

"Hmph." Ares, the God of War, snorted disdainfully, "You actually said 'you can do nothing'? Look carefully, humans... Hercules' eyes have never wavered from the beginning to the end!"

tread--

Sure enough, while facing the endless screen of knives, Hercules' eyes were always fixed on Jack the Ripper in front of him.

No, not just the eyes.

His steps were equally unshakable.

The blade of the Rain Curtain Office could not stop his progress, and every step he took left deep footprints on the ground.

"No...no! Lord Hercules is not defending!" Perhaps humans could not see the situation clearly through the screens used for watching the battle, but Heimdall saw this scene with his own eyes above the arena. Sensing something strange, "The distance between one person and one god is shrinking!! Lord Hercules is bathed in the rain-like blade, and is approaching Jack the Ripper step by step!!"