With a loud bang, Perseus, whose neck was caught, was directly smashed into a small crater in the ground. But Perseus was, after all, the son of the God-King Zeus. The mechanical body he had been modified with was also of a much better material than imagined. So, under this heavy fall, the entire mechanical body did not show any signs of malfunction. Otherwise, if it were an ordinary Divine Messenger, that last blow would have been enough for Aslan to make them spark with electricity, deform their outer shell, and at the same time, try to short-circuit the electronic equipment underneath. One should not underestimate the impact of a fall on mechanical equipment. The more precise the existence, the greater the impact caused by a fall.
However, Perseus was, after all, a hero. After being thrown so hard while he was careless, he naturally couldn't react quickly. The wings on his back pushed outwards to the sides, then closed in on Aslan's body like a giant pair of scissors. This forced Aslan to retreat backward.
Before he had a clear understanding of just how much power that machine-like body possessed, Aslan would not rashly use his own body to fight against a machine. The reason why machines replaced human labor in all future eras was naturally because a machine, as long as it was reasonably constructed, could generate a force that surpassed human power. Not to mention that the mechanical armament on this Perseus was the result of a god's modification. I'm afraid that even if the structure was unreasonable, it could still erupt with unimaginable power.
Right now, to casually test it with one's body would be foolish.
Aslan took two steps back. The holy spear in his hand moved to his left hand, and his right hand quickly drew the forging hammer from his waist. At the same time, the forging hammer grew rapidly, turning into a giant form. With a forward swing of his arm, the giant forging hammer smashed directly onto the shield. The force brought by the forging hammer made Perseus's entire body emit a somewhat piercing, teeth-grinding sound.
Perseus felt the force coming from the shield and couldn't help but grit his teeth. How could an existence with such great strength appear in this day and age?!
Perseus admitted that he had underestimated the boy before him. One wrong step leads to another. It was his initial underestimation that had led him to this situation. But this was the end of it. He would let this boy know what it meant to be a son of a god!! It was rare for a battle with this little brat to remind him of the distant Age of Gods. At that time, many human heroes were also like this. Not like now, where in the long years, humans had become weaker and weaker. It had been a long time since Perseus had met a warrior who made his own blood boil a little.
Perseus forcibly lifted his wings. Then, the scythe in his hand turned and flew towards Aslan. At this moment, his goal was no longer to fulfill his cheap old father's wish, but had become to kill the existence before him and then obtain these precious weapons from his hands. Perseus decided to temporarily throw all his thoughts to the back of his mind. Only in this way could he obtain even greater power. Only he was qualified to hold such power. Others? What a joke. If he wasn't qualified, who else was?
Aslan raised the holy spear in his hand, using the tip to parry the blade of the scythe. At this moment, he clearly felt that the force coming from the scythe was much greater than he had imagined. Very good. The Perseus before him was finally getting serious. If Perseus didn't use his own power, and he just took this guy out like that, in the mouths of others, it would become him bullying Perseus.
In Aslan's eyes, Perseus had nothing noble about him. He was the son of Zeus, and he Aslan himself was a native-born son of the White Dragon. Compared to Perseus, who had come from the distant Sea of Stars and had half of his bloodline being, in a sense, "foreign," was his own bloodline not precious on Earth? And he also had Melusine as his partner. If he were to exaggerate a little, he was the husband of the Dragon of the Horizon. For this planet, for the will of Gaia, was his identity not precious? Wasn't he a little prince of noble status?
Perseus's feet adjusted their angle, and then quickly erupted with a stream of air. Such an ability could be called the Boots of Hermes. After flying into the sky, Perseus was clearly much more confident. After all, from ancient times to the present, there had been many who wanted to touch the sky, but how many had successfully realized their ideals and wishes? In the eyes of the people of the West, the sky was the domain of the gods. And Perseus happened to be the son of a god who had received the grace of the gods and was qualified to set foot in this domain of the sky. In Perseus's own eyes, he was, of course, that extraordinary existence. Even his great-grandson, that famous great hero, hadn't obtained the power to fly into the sky, right?
Perseus swooped down quickly from the sky, preparing to use the inertia of his descent, combined with the scythe in his hand, to cut the boy before him in two with one blow.
Looking at Perseus swooping down from the sky, Aslan just silently put away his forging hammer, then raised the divine spear in his hand. At the same time, he was ready to unleash his holy sword at any moment. The scythe in Perseus's hand and the silver holy spear collided. What surprised Perseus somewhat was that his own scythe was actually unable to cut the spear in two.
How is that possible? Besides the gods, how could anyone in this world forge such a spear? Although Perseus had felt the extraordinariness of the spear, he had not expected that even the scythe bestowed by the gods could not cut this spear.
This holy spear was not forged from mortal iron to begin with. After Aslan obtained it, he had made even more and more exquisite enhancements to it, making this spear completely Aslan's own. And Aslan's forging technique was naturally an innovation on the technology of the gods of the past, and it was also a technology that the gods had never seen before. Not to mention that for the gods of this world, Aslan was a visitor from another world. So in the technological inventory of the gods, there was, of course, no data on Aslan's technology. If these gods knew that Aslan's technology was sufficient to create a new machine god with enough materials, then the current gods would probably have their own ideas. Perhaps they would try to erase Aslan, or perhaps they would hope that Aslan would help them restore their main bodies.
Aslan ignored Perseus's disbelieving gaze. With a turn of the holy sword in his hand, a golden torrent of magical energy pressed directly towards Perseus.