Helen had her own thoughts. And if these thoughts were spoken aloud, they would seem quite rebellious, even delusional. However, the death of Perseus had given Helen a glimmer of hope, a sliver of light. But it was only a sliver. After all, a demigod and a god were different. Only someone who could defeat a god could possibly achieve her goal.
At this moment, Perseus was not by her side, but Heracles was. Helen could not be sure if Heracles had any devices on him to monitor her. So for now, everything had to be kept under wraps.
She was the disastrous, nation-toppling beauty, the woman who had caused the downfall of a powerful city-state, the woman who had made the gods take sides in a war. But to just destroy a human city-state, what kind of legend was that? A hint of resentment flashed in Helen's heart. Since she had been bestowed with this nation-toppling ability, then only by making the city-state of the gods fall would she be worthy of her power!
Since you treat me as a tool, you should be careful of the tool's backlash.
"Let's go, Heracles. Let's go see just what kind of strength the existence that killed Perseus possesses."
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Meanwhile, in the divine realm, Hermes, looking at his own listless slaves, rubbed his hair. To be honest, if he continued to rely on these current slaves, he was afraid he would lose in the upcoming competition of the gods. Hermes, as a relatively useless existence among the gods, could naturally see that this time's competition seemed a bit unusual.
A vague undercurrent was constantly flowing between them, the gods. Speaking of which, the machine god bodies of quite a few gods could no longer be maintained. Perhaps the machine gods who lost this time would become nourishment for the other gods. Therefore, no matter what... he had to cling to a strong thigh. In other words, no matter what, he had to curry favor with Zeus. Hermes considered himself to be good-looking, but he estimated that when Zeus knew he was Hermes, he would surely feel tired of him.
Just as Hermes was thinking about how to win Zeus's affection and favor, a message with a lot of garbled code was sent to his mailbox. Hermes hesitated for a moment, but still opened the message. After seeing the content of the message, the eyes of this god, who was not in a very good situation at the moment, lit up.
Then, Hermes waved his hand, dismissing all his slaves. He then, hiding from the other gods, flew directly out of the divine realm. His own machine god main body had also been activated. A somewhat dilapidated interstellar transport ship, hiding its body, flew out from the divine realm. As for what he was going to do, was there any need to say? Of course, it was to capture a young man and send him before Zeus in exchange for his own exemption in the next round of the war of the gods.
Speaking of which, this was quite similar to the situation in the world of Saint Seiya, where the gods would cultivate subordinates to fight for them. It was just that in the world of Saint Seiya, it was for the right to rule the earth, while in this world, the gods were fighting for the right to survive.
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Over there, after Perseus's head had smashed onto the ground, Estée Lauder had also, at this moment, arrived at Aslan's side. Upon seeing the head on the ground and the corpse lying there, Estée Lauder's eyes widened slightly. This half-human, half-machine existence could only be a demigod. And now, a demigod had died here.
Estée Lauder couldn't help but pick up her forging hammer, enlarge it, and gently poke it. From the feeling she got and the sound she heard, there was no mistake. This was indeed the mechanical handiwork of the gods...
"You actually defeated a demigod!!"
Estée Lauder covered her mouth with her hand, blinking her eyes as she looked at the wreckage before her. Along with her surprise, she couldn't help but feel a bit worried. She was, of course, surprised and happy that someone had finally eliminated a demigod. This meant that if there was a chance, could they also possibly eliminate a god? But her worry was that from ancient times to the present, no one had successfully eliminated a demigod. And now that someone had, would it cause any impact? For example, would the gods carry out a more severe purge of the humans on the ground?
All along, although people had had the thought of eliminating the demigods and gods, they had also been worried about breaking the existing environment. After all, from the current environment, although the lives of those who were running and hiding were hard, at least there was still hope of survival. If one day, the gods decided to purge all humans, would they really still have a chance to live? To break an existing status quo was a difficult decision.
Aslan looked at Estée Lauder, slung the Holy Spear over his shoulder, tapped it lightly, and then, while leisurely turning the Holy Spear back into its original pendant form, said with a hint of a smile, "What, are you scared?"
Estée Lauder squeezed her forging hammer, then revealed a smile. "Scared of what? I'm happy! One day, I will turn all the gods into my forging materials!!"
Estée Lauder directly stepped on Perseus's head and raised her forging hammer high. To be honest, Estée Lauder had not the slightest bit of goodwill towards this just-deceased Perseus. She remembered this demigod. A survivor group she had once been in had been destroyed by this very demigod. At this moment, Estée Lauder even wanted to say "good riddance."
There might have been fear in her heart, but compared to fear, the current Estée Lauder was more excited. Or rather, after that barrier in her heart that she couldn't get past had been forcibly opened by Aslan, the current Estée Lauder could finally make up her mind to fight the gods to the end. However, whether the final result of this resistance was good or bad, one could not make a definite conclusion. If they lost... it could be a disaster for all the people on this land.
"Rest assured, the gazes and targets of those gods should all be on me now. If those gods come one by one, there might not be a chance of a counter-kill. But similarly, how to completely turn the tables still needs your help. No... to be precise, it needs the help of everyone in this world who wants to resist the gods."
Aslan's own strength was ultimately limited. If one day he was attacked by many gods, then Aslan could only choose to retreat. So how to disperse the attention of the many gods was something that all who wanted to resist the gods had to do, especially when the relationship between the gods was not a monolith.
Furthermore, as for how to return to his own world, Aslan also had a certain idea. In short, after defeating Zeus, he would try to find out from Zeus if he had any authorities related to time and space. As the one who had replaced the previous lead ship, he must have information on the previous lead ship. If that really didn't work, he would just dissect Zeus's old man and do some experiments.