In the not-so-distant past, this kind of electroshock therapy was mostly used secretly on patients with mental illnesses. This helmet-like restraining device, rather than treating one's spirit, was more for torturing them, destroying their thoughts and spirit to achieve a state where the patient was quiet and obedient.
And the helmet on this great hero's head right now, if it really had a similar function... then what thoughts were the gods, or rather, Zeus, trying to "treat" in this great hero?
Aslan suddenly had the idea of directly destroying the special headband on the great hero's head. Since the gods wanted to change this great hero's thoughts, then he would deliberately not let them succeed. After all, if this great hero's thoughts had no effect on the gods, how could he possibly be wearing such a thing on his head?
After making his choice, Aslan immediately changed his battle plan. The tip of the holy spear in his hand was aimed at the great hero's head. As long as he could destroy that helmet-like existence, perhaps the battle situation would have a different change.
And Heracles, after the wound on his chest was covered by those mecha and began to repair, lifted his head again. The axe in his hand was raised once more. It was just that this time, he did not use his full strength at once as he had before. It seemed he was also wary of Aslan's damage reflection ability. And this series of judgments, no matter how you looked at it, did not seem to be a choice made by a human brain. Aslan also noticed this point. The current Heracles's actions were, on the contrary, like a machine, having recorded a clash where it had suffered a loss. Therefore, its subsequent actions were to always be vigilant against falling in the same place a second time.
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Helen stood in the distance, a bird soaring in the sky. Helen was naturally observing everything on the ground through the bird. But after discovering that Aslan's main attack direction was the helmet on Heracles's head, a smile appeared on her calm face. She then turned around, preparing to return to the divine realm. If there were no accidents, Heracles would come to an end today. From tomorrow on, there would be no more Demigod of Strength in the world.
This was surely not good news for Zeus. But as long as she was happy, wasn't that enough? Helen's lips curled into a smile. She then gently waved behind her. "Farewell, God Heracles. I wonder what it will feel like for you to fall from the position of a god back to a human. Welcome back to the ground."
Layers of calculation flashed in Helen's eyes. Next, it was her turn to perform. She would put on a good show for the gods. How about the title of the play be "The Rebellion of Helen"?
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In the canyon, Aslan's attacks were always forcibly blocked by Heracles relying on his own combat skills. And unfortunately, the strength that this demigod of strength possessed was still a lot higher than Aslan's. This led to Aslan being unable to forcibly break through. If you were to say that Aslan's strength could easily break through his defense, then he would just do it. But unfortunately, he couldn't.
Aslan took two steps back, then quickly turned around. The silver spear in his hand once again stabbed at the side of this demigod's head. However, Heracles easily raised his hand and caught Aslan's forward thrusting attack.
Feeling the holy spear that he couldn't pull back, Aslan gritted his teeth. He didn't dare to just throw the holy spear to this demigod. It went without saying what kind of combat skills Heracles possessed. If this demigod were to really take his own holy spear... then this demigod would probably hold a spear in one hand and an axe in the other, and turn him into dumpling filling. But if he didn't let go... Heracles had already raised the axe in his hand. That sharp blade could fall at any time.
However, just at this moment, a figure leaped up from behind Heracles, raised the giant forging hammer in her hand high, and smashed it down.
Heracles, feeling the danger behind him, quickly pushed his mechanical wings, using the speed of the jet to forcibly turn around. The axe and the forging hammer in his hand collided. At the same time, a string of Faerie Letters was imprinted on this axe. Aslan, upon seeing this series of Faerie Letters, directly shouted out their meaning.
Estée Lauder probably didn't know the specific meaning of this string of Faerie Letters. After all, she had just started learning the improved Faerie Letters from Aslan. In order to combine forging and magic, and then pair it with Faerie Letters, the Faerie Letters naturally needed to be slightly modified. The Faerie Letters Aslan had learned from the fae were mainly used for positive buffs. And if one wanted to use Faerie Letters in actual combat, then their state should naturally be negative. Therefore, in order to reverse-engineer what the negative state of Faerie Letters should be, Aslan had done a lot of research, and had even created some new Faerie Letters on the basis of the original ones.
Estée Lauder had attacked to help Aslan, and Heracles had defended to counter. In the end, the meaning of the Faerie Letters that were imprinted on the axe was naturally [Decay]. This was also the negative status that Aslan often imprinted on the enemy's weapons when he fought with other existences. Perhaps because Estée Lauder had seen Aslan use it a lot, she had naturally also learned it. As mentioned before, Estée Lauder's strength was weaker than Aslan's not because she had no talent, but because she had no time. No matter what, Estée Lauder was the Aslan of this world, so she was naturally extremely similar to Aslan, whether in terms of appearance or talent.
As Aslan directly shouted out the Faerie Letters imprinted on the axe, the originally sharp axe in the next moment showed cracks, and finally exploded with a bang. After losing his weapon, Heracles's danger level instantly dropped by a notch.
Estée Lauder continued to throw boxes at Heracles. A large number of small mecha ran out from the boxes, then tightly held onto Heracles, giving Aslan an opportunity to smash the helmet on Heracles's head.
Aslan did not hesitate. He stabbed the holy spear in his hand into the ground, his body lifting up in the opposite direction. His feet hooked around Heracles's neck. He then took out his own forging hammer from his waist. The forging hammer then smashed hard onto the helmet on Heracles's head. A series of Faerie Letters, combined with Aslan's forging technique, directly destroyed the function of the helmet on Heracles's head.
However, the powerful electric current also stimulated Heracles. Heracles instinctively grabbed the back of Aslan's neck, like holding a cat, and then quickly threw him out. Aslan, in turn, quickly turned in mid-air, and the spear in his hand stabbed into the ground, forcibly stopping his backward momentum in this way.