Hermes pulled back a certain distance, then touched the short knife in his hand. He then, with great ease, sheathed the short knife at his waist and, very gentlemanly, made a gesture of courtesy to the Aslan before him. "That was quite a surprise. As a human, you have done very well. So, as a reward to you, let me show you the true form of a god!"
A dark glint flashed in Hermes's eyes. "You'd better open your eyes wide and look carefully. This is a height you will never be able to reach in your entire life. Even if I am just a god whose combat power is not particularly strong, I am by no means someone you can touch with your hands! Hahahaha!!!"
Hermes's human-like body gradually turned into points of light and disappeared. Then, in mid-air, a not-too-large economic resource transport ship gradually emerged from an invisible state. Because it was a transport ship, it lacked attack methods. Plus, the machine god's main body had been severely affected. At this moment, Hermes's main body primarily relied on its huge hull, the ramming horn at the top, and its own extreme speed to attack. Hermes refused to believe that with his own enormous body crashing down, the golden-haired young man before him could still block it. With the size of his main body, he could crush the enemy to bits!
And in Aslan's eyes, this appearing interstellar transport ship made him purse his lips. Although from the outside, it seemed there were no problems, as the forger of the Supreme Masterpiece, how could Aslan not see the serious problems this interstellar transport ship currently had? Firstly, although the outer shell looked fine, the interior must have been patched up and repaired. At the same time, the internal core might have been damaged. The thrusters, which looked like they should be able to break the speed of light, and the wings had already become decorations. At this moment, to have supersonic flight speed was already very impressive. To be honest, if the current Hermes couldn't even achieve supersonic flight, then Aslan would feel extremely regretful and that his expectations had been in vain.
But it didn't matter. Aslan raised his hand and placed it on the silvery-white Holy Spear. No matter what kind of existence it is, since it has revealed its true form, I'll just beat it up! First, let's see if the Holy Spear in my hand can pierce the shell of the legendary God of Commerce!
The silver Holy Spear was thrown out from Aslan's hand. After colliding with the outer shell of the machine god Hermes, it made a piercing sound. At the same time, it also left a deep mark on Hermes's body, but the wound was not too large.
And Hermes, after a series of laughs, crashed down hard on Aslan's location. That speed, that trajectory, it was as if he wanted to make Aslan a transmigrator who was killed by an interstellar transport ship.
Aslan, seeing this gradually enveloping shadow, immediately chose to retreat. He even took out a small gadget from his Mystic Code that could use recoil to quickly retreat. In fact, it was just wearing a jetpack backwards to achieve a state of rapid retreat from the original position. With Aslan's physical quality, this little bit of impact was nothing.
The ram, specially forged by the God of the Forge, after hitting the ground, made the entire earth seem to have been hit by a heavy blow. Paired with the continuously breaking-through thrusters, Hermes's hull directly left a trench on the ground that was not too deep, but definitely looked impressive enough to give people pressure.
And Aslan, after successfully escaping, looked at the ground that had been almost cut in half, and smelled the scent of freshly turned earth. He couldn't help but think that if Hermes were to do demolition work, especially the kind of work of completely demolishing and renovating a small city, it would surely be very convenient. Look at the ground after the attack. All the buildings on the ground would have been smashed to pieces under that giant ramming horn, and then ground into the earth by the sufficiently heavy body of this interstellar transport, and then slowly turn into dregs. At the same time, because Hermes continued to charge forward, that attack, which was like spring plowing, would surely turn all the crushed existences into the ground hundreds of meters deep, replaced with fresh soil.
What was this? A good helper for returning farmland to forestry?
If the current, brain-damaged Hermes knew of Aslan's thoughts, he would surely be furious. To have the body of a god serve humanity, what was this golden-haired existence thinking? Had there ever been a high and mighty god who served ants? The gods were high and mighty existences, and humans were just their playthings. As long as one firmly remembered this point, that was enough. In this world, at least in the West of this world, no one could object to this!
Aslan raised his hand, and the Holy Spear returned to his hand from the distant sky. It seemed that with just the Holy Spear and the Holy Sword, it was really difficult to eliminate this machine god without causing too much damage to its outer shell.
Because he already knew that the machine god before him, although it looked glamorous on the outside, already had all sorts of problems inside, Aslan was really worried that if he aimed at a key position and released his Noble Phantasm, it would cause too much damage to the entire machine god. At that time, if it completely fell apart, it would be a bit of a problem.
It was rare to be able to come into contact with the main bodies of these gods. How could Aslan let go of the idea of using these gods to reinforce his Supreme Masterpiece, Justice, once again? At that time, after re-forging the special equipment of more gods and integrating it into the Supreme Masterpiece, the Supreme Masterpiece would surely also be able to become one of the highest-level existences among the immeasurable Noble Phantasms.
At the very least, among all the EX-rank dragon-type Noble Phantasms, Aslan's Melusine was definitely superior in combat power to Martha's Tarasque and the golden giant dragon that could be summoned by the Golden Fleece. As the remnant of the Dragon of the Horizon, Albion, the pinnacle of dragon-kind, there were few dragons of later generations that could compare with it.
But Melusine was, after all, born of heaven and earth, while the Supreme Masterpiece, Justice, was Aslan's acquired masterpiece, an achievement he had truly created step by step with his own hands. Although it was already EX-rank, Aslan was still somewhat dissatisfied.
Aslan hoped that in the future, when facing an existence that also possessed an EX-rank mecha Noble Phantasm, he could say: "My Supreme Masterpiece is judged to be at this rank because the highest rank a Noble Phantasm can be judged at is this rank!"
What's more, from a very early time, Aslan had had the idea of making the gods a stepping stone for his Supreme Masterpiece.
Aslan reached out and took off the red pendant from his neck, then threw it up.