Like a digital scanner, combined with the scanning capabilities of the Supreme Masterpiece itself, it was rapidly scanning and analyzing Hermes's specific situation. At the same time, the sword in its hand clashed with Hermes's large ramming horn. However, combined with the protection of the compressed magical particle shield, Hermes's ram did not have much of an effect on the Supreme Masterpiece.
However, Aslan's scanning seemed to give Hermes some other ideas. After all, in the process of Aslan's scan, he did not intend to cause too much damage to Hermes's body. This also created a somewhat stalemated situation between the two sides.
Although the current Supreme Masterpiece could also use its own mobility to quickly create distance and attack from other directions, in order to study these machine gods in more detail and accurately later, and at the same time, to take down the useful parts and install them on the Supreme Masterpiece, ensuring the current integrity of this machine god's body was a necessity among necessities.
Therefore, this brief standoff became the basis for Hermes to believe that the red machine god before him was lacking in stamina. No matter what, Hermes believed that they, the machine gods, were absolutely not something that humans could casually recruit or create. Although he didn't know why the red machine god before him had the aura of them, the machine gods, as long as they had never seen or acknowledged it, it didn't matter. It was just an existence that was similar to them yet different, with an opposing stance. For humanity to want to reach the position of the gods, how was that possible?
Holding onto this idea, Hermes's suicidal impact attack began to slowly slacken. Aslan, after seeing the data fed back from the Supreme Masterpiece, noticed that the force Hermes was targeting him with had weakened. Although he didn't know what this guy was thinking, Aslan was quite happy. After all, he could have more time to analyze and search for the core of this machine god in more detail. Wasn't such a situation good? Of course, although he had more time, he also had to be on guard against other machine gods turning their attention here and providing support. So in the end, he still had to be quick.
A large amount of data flowed across the screen. At the same time, Aslan's brain also suffered a certain burden from the analysis of the large amount of data, causing him to have a little nosebleed. As if sensing Aslan's current situation, the body of the Supreme Masterpiece paused for a moment, and then quickly began to scan the data of the machine god before it again. In terms of speed, it seemed to be a few points faster than before. However, this increased speed was not discovered by Aslan, who had been organizing the data in his mind. And the Supreme Masterpiece didn't seem to want Aslan to notice this.
Although a large amount of data analysis would cause a certain burden on the brain, for Aslan, the recovery speed was by no means slow. At the same time, there were also certain benefits. At the very least, the current Aslan had already locked onto the location of the core of this machine god, Hermes.
Aslan gently wiped his nosebleed, then used his magical energy to completely evaporate the bloodstains. No matter what, he was half a dragon, and his dragon blood was of a high rank. His own blood was indeed a rare treasure for some people, even if it was just a drop of a nosebleed... What? You look down on a nosebleed? A nosebleed is also dragon's blood! In the distant East, a dragon's saliva was also a treasure. How was Aslan's, a half-dragon's, and even the blood of the White Dragon of Britain's nosebleed not a treasure? At the very least, an ordinary person could live longer if they drank it. Similarly, Aslan's flesh was also a treasure. Although it couldn't compare to the effect of a certain Tang Dynasty high monk, where one bite could grant immortality, it could more or less strengthen one's constitution, and even possess some extremely thin dragon's blood. Even without training, one could become an excellent warrior.
After Aslan had locked onto Hermes's core, he naturally would not dally with this machine god any longer. The original state of confrontation was instantly broken. The wings of the Supreme Masterpiece flapped, and with a jet of magical energy, it flew directly into the sky. And Hermes, who had been charging forward, naturally couldn't stop his own body and once again smashed hard onto the ground.
After the Supreme Masterpiece had flown into the sky, it injected a large amount of magical energy into the weapon in its hand. The entire weapon also began to transform. After being reassembled, the entire anti-ship sword became even larger, and the power that emanated from it also became higher and higher. And Hermes, who had crashed onto the ground, was still unable to get up immediately.
At this moment, Hermes's mechanical brain continuously sounded alarms. A premonition that his own mechanical life was about to come to an end continuously spread in his heart.
[Warning! Danger warning!]
[Warning! Danger warning!]
[Warning!...]
A series of alarms rang out in his mind. Hermes knew that he had to make a choice now. The machine body slowly lifted up, and quickly scanned the surrounding situation. Very good. This was now the worst possible situation. No matter what, he was afraid he would have a hard time dodging this attack. From the speed that the red machine had just erupted with, no matter how he dodged, he would be locked on.
I don't want to die yet!
Even if his position among the Twelve Olympians was extremely low, even if he couldn't improve his position, and couldn't improve his strength, and any of the main gods could casually step on him, he didn't want to die!
Hermes's machine body lifted its head, looked at the red figure in the sky, and shouted loudly, "Wait! I surrender! I was wrong! Maybe my wording was a bit radical, maybe my actions were a bit reckless! But I know I was wrong now! Truce! Let's have a truce, okay?!"
Aslan listened to Hermes's plea for mercy, his eyes not showing the slightest hesitation or change. The minds of the gods in this world were already broken. There was no need to keep them.
"Hermes, do you know? I have traveled the entire continent, explored all the mountains and rivers, been through long years, and after countless failures and researches, I finally completed the current Supreme Masterpiece, Justice. I once created it based on you gods, preparing to use it to declare that the era of the gods is over, that humanity can also be on par with the gods. But it's a pity, I've never had the chance to let the Supreme Masterpiece fight a machine god. Now that there's a rare opportunity, do you think the Supreme Masterpiece, which represents the transcending of the gods, will accept your plea for mercy?"
The Supreme Masterpiece swung its giant sword, and descended rapidly from the sky. Then, that special weapon successfully pierced Hermes's core.
"It's over, Hermes..."