Hercules.
The legend of Greece, son of the great god Zeus, and the founder of twelve unparalleled feats.
Hero.
A demigod with divine blood flowing in his veins.
Even... the mighty Hercules!
At the moment the light emerged, Huai Shi was already stunned, countless titles flashing through his mind.
Unable to help but shiver...
Not with excitement, but with fear.
Awe.
Because an insurmountable high peak stood right before him, issuing a challenge, intending to kill him here.
Such a resolute will, unshakable, that even across such a vast distance, he could still feel that imposing battle intent, high morale, and an iron will that would not retreat or show mercy.
Why?
The moment such a thought arose, it was immediately answered.
Because he was an enemy of Publius.
And the other side had received orders, coming here to kill him.
