The situation is far worse than Wuchou expected.

When Wuchou Anxin followed Liliana's team to the vicinity of Mount Olympus, he thought he would encounter many magicians and warriors who came to capture Wuchou Er. Unexpectedly, what he left for them was another scene.

“What the hell happened?”

Blood, weapons, wreckage, and wild wolves.

The corpses lying on the ground are all mages and heroes who were once famous in the world, but now they have become wreckages of war, falling to the ground, mixed together.

"How is it possible that even the gods killers can't kill them all so simply, unless they are extremely powerful gods."

Boom, boom, boom

A burly body, cold eyes, and a pair of blood-stained fist gloves on both hands.

"Oh, another group of people who died."

Hercules, Hercules

"Go away."

Wuchou walked over from behind the team and pushed away the people who were blocking him.

"king!"

At this time, they had completely forgotten the purpose of their coming, to capture Wuchou.

"Oh, brother, long time no see, have you fallen into the doorstep?"

"Hmph, Spartan, what qualifications do you have to say to me? You are not a bastard, you will only walk in front of me and take away the honor that originally belonged to me."

"I'm here this time, not to chat with you. Let's go away and don't try to stop me from entering."

"Hehe, of course, my purpose is not to block you, just come down and see these villains."

Wuchou reminded Liliana to leave quickly and prepare to step over and leave directly.

However, not long after leaving, Wuchou saw a very familiar corpse underground. Remember correctly, this person and Erica belonged to the Black Cross.

"Hey, did you see a woman with long blonde hair just now?"

"Ha, I don't know, I'm all on the ground anyway. If you want to find someone, you can do whatever you want."

Before he finished speaking, a long golden hair fluttered in the wind and flew to Wuchou. If Wuchou read correctly, this hair flew out of Hercules's hand.

Hercules smiled, as if he had remembered something.

"By the way, I have seen a girl with long blonde hair, but she has been hammered into a bunch by me. Her tone is so arrogant. She actually wants to challenge me as a god."

boom

Wuchou froze and punched Hercules hard, but the other party seemed to have guessed Wuchou's movement and had already stretched out his punch to block Wuchou's attack.

"Hmph, what's wrong? Did you hurt you, Spartan?"

"Hmph, Hercules, what are you talking about?"

Wuchou lowered his head, but a tear still flowed from the corner of his eyes in a bad mood, including Wuchou's own regret and anger.

"Hercules, you gave me a reason to beat you up."

"Oh, then let me see, Spartans, what's the point of being powerful?"

Boom

The two fists were touching each other, and the silver light was released from the fist gloves on Hercules's hand, and the huge shock wave rushed forward directly towards Wuchou.

Wuchou was not affected by this shock wave at all, and stood firmly in place, but those people not far behind Wuchou were completely repelled by this shock wave.

“Erika.”

"What are you doing? Don't you attack me?"

Hercules rushed to Wuchou, raised his hand and punched Wuchou hard on the head, and knocked Wuchou to the ground.

"king!"

Liliana wanted to come up, but when she thought of the gap between herself and the other party, she stopped.

"Spartans, you're at this level?"

Hercules grabbed Wuchou with one hand, and only heard Wuchou muttering to himself.

"This punch is to punish my mistakes and make her precious life lose."

"What are you talking about, Spartans!"

Hercules punched Wuchou again, and punched Wuchou for several meters backwards, and then stopped after a distance.

"This punch is a punishment for my fault. I should make it clear to her so that she won't come."

Wuchou supported his body and stood up slowly. Even if blood was slowly oozing from the top of his head, blood fell to the ground drop by drop, Wuchou had not yet fallen.

"Idiot, why do you want to be a slut for these women who are not very related to you? It turns out that humans are fragile."

Hercules punched him again, but Wuchou caught him with one hand.

"What!"

"Erika, it's not a woman who has nothing to do with me. She is my companion. How could a person like you know?"

Wuchou hit her with one punch, but the strength was not enough, and Hercules could still catch it.

"Not enough, Spartans, not enough, your fist is too weak, and you are not my opponent at all!"

boom

Golden energy is looming

"Hercules, you really made me angry!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

A punch of several speed knocked Hercules back with one punch.

"This is!"

Blonde warrior.

"Hercules, be enlightened."

puff

"Uh!"

So fast, Hercules could not even see Wuchou's movement, Wuchou had already rushed to Hercules.

"hateful!"

Hercules endured his injury and punched him again, but how could he hit Wuchou with such a slow speed? Wuchou jumped up and avoided Hercules' attack, punched him on his big arm, and directly broke his arm.

"Uh!"

He jumped up and kicked Hercules in the chest, kicked him away, and a glove in his hand came out of his hand.

"Hercules!"

Wuchou picked up the fist gloves on the ground, took them to his hand, and rushed to Hercules, who had not yet reacted in the distance.

"Ahhhh!"

boom

He punched Hercules in the chest, and his entire chest was concave.

"Uh!"

Hercules spat a mouthful of blood, and the gloves of the other hand almost fell out, but Hercules still tried his best to reach out and intended to block Wuchou, but Wuchou punched him on his other arm. Hercules was in pain and threw away another glove.

"Ahhhh!"

Wuchou put on another boxing glove and punched Hercules in the head, making the opponent dizzy.

"Ahhhhhh!"

With one punch, another, the floor behind Hercules cracked open due to the powerful force, evenly cracked. Wuchou each punch hit Hercules' head deeply into the ground until the other party could no longer move, and Wuchou stopped.

It was not until Hercules's body slowly turned into ashes that Wuchou stopped, and the fists on his hand turned into a stone tattoo, engraved on Wuchou's hand.

"Even if she kills this guy, she won't be able to come back."

Wuchou was still blaming himself for his behavior, but unexpectedly, someone came to him.

"Wang, what are you talking about?"

A familiar voice sounded, Wuchou looked up and saw Erica looking at her with a smile.

"Ah?"
Chapter completed!