Heracles, Come Duel Me!

Ultimately, Rovi underestimated the impact of Gilgamesh's expansion on the world.

The spread and influence of a phenomenon is always a long process. Many things may seem insignificant before they are created, but after their death, they can quickly ferment and become objects that influence countless people.

Gilgamesh like that, and so was Rovi.

The Greek Aegean Sea region today is heavily influenced by Uruk.

"No, get up first, get up and talk." Rovi quickly pulled Chiron up.

This intelligent centaur clearly possessed a superior quality of respecting teachers and following the Way that was not found in other people of this era.

After he stood up, his face became solemn, and he didn't say a word, just staring at Rovi...

Is this Mentor of Heroes alright?

Rovi felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, and straightened his expression. "Ahem, you just mentioned clay tablets?"

He thought about it and suddenly felt that he didn't need to hide his identity.

The name "Sage Rovi" seems to attract a lot of attention, but the dangers associated with it are also likely considerable.

Then what are we still hiding?

That's all!

"Yes." Chiron thought for a moment and replied, "That is what Gilgamesh, the King of Gold of Uruk, left behind when he reached the border of the Aegean Sea."

Because Chiron had a clay tablet, he was able to instantly confirm Chiron's identity from the name and words spoken by Rovi.

However, there are quite a few clay tablets left by Rovi.

The initial draft of the 'Death Remonstrance'.

A scheme for writing the degree.

So what did Chiron get...?

"You bastard, Golden Flash, what kind of things have you done? You've humiliated the people, you're a complete scoundrel..."

"Stop reading! Stop reading!" Rovi immediately covered his ears, painfully stopping Chiron from repeating the content.

When he wrote on this clay tablet, he had traveled through time, and his overall thought process was vastly different from that of the present world.

Chiron asked, puzzled, "Sage, what's wrong?"

Without a doubt, Chiron received the draft of his death plea that Rovi had discarded.

Question: What's it like when someone treats your embarrassing past as gospel and recites it all day long?

Rovi felt that he could dig a two-bedroom, three-living-room house out of the ground with his toes.

The Golden Flash from CNM is outrageous; he even dug up this kind of thing and threw it around everywhere...

Even more outrageous, he couldn't help but laugh, and then he choked up.

"Hahaha... cough cough cough." It's all that Golden Pikachū's fault. When we find him, we'll definitely give him a good scolding!

Rovi held a grudge.

"Are you... really alright?" Chiron asked, sounding very worried. "How about I take a look? Although I'm not particularly talented, I do know some medical skills, and I can even diagnose some mental disorders..."

"You're the one who's crazy." Rovi rolled his eyes.

"Crazy? That's a good title. Write it down—no wonder he's a sage; he can imbue a single word with such profound meaning. No wonder he can write such astonishing words..."

Rovi suddenly realized that he was probably destined to be known as the Sage of Zuan of Zaun.

' Golden Flash, I call you an immortal.'

"Sage, I think I should take a look at you. Mental illnesses should not be underestimated..."

That's enough, that's enough.

Rovi stared blankly at Chiron, who had instantly transformed into a mother hen.

He felt he had made a mistake in coming.

Is it too late to do it now?

As Rovi was thinking this, he suddenly heard a loud shout from the side, "Let go of Teacher Chiron!"

"If you have any grievances, come at me!"

Rovi froze, looking in the direction of the sound. He saw a tall young man approaching menacingly. His exposed upper body was full of bulging muscles, his jet-black hair was swept back, revealing a face with features sculpted like marble, and his whole being exuded a powerful aura.

"Heracles? What brings you here?" Chiron was also taken aback.

"Teacher, don't worry—now, I can help you too!" Heracles narrowed his eyes, glancing at the centaurs lying on the ground beside him, then at the wrecked, twitching rump of the horse, his eyes bloodshot and filled with rage.

He knew how much his Teacher Chiron valued his people—he often helped them out of trouble and frequently stopped them from doing evil.

If it weren't for Chiron's existence, these wicked centaurs would have been wiped out by some god long ago.

Therefore, in this situation, it must be that Teacher Chiron was coerced by that guy— Heracles naturally thought so.

The son of the God-King, Qing, was impulsive by nature.

Moreover, they are easily controlled by the divine blood within their bodies.

They won't listen to anyone... they won't listen to anyone's explanations, they'll just stubbornly stick to their own version of events.

Give Rovi a good beating.

Or... kill him.

This is what he's thinking right now.

Extreme ego is another manifestation of "divinity".

However, as Heracles ' teacher, Chiron knew how to guide him back to his composure.

As long as you are careful not to offend him...

"Hahaha, a monster controlled by the blood in its body, is it some African wild boar from somewhere? Charging around like this, what kind of drama is it trying to put on for me to watch?" Imitating Gilgamesh's words from his memory, Rovi spoke loudly.

Chiron's expression froze slightly.

What does he want? Who am I? Where am I?

"Who are you? What do you mean by these words?" Hercules's anger, which had not yet subsided, surged even more fiercely. Although he did not know what Africa was, Heracles still heard the sarcasm in Rovi's words.

"Who I am is none of your concern." Rovi stretched out his hand, his robe billowing. "Make your move, big guy!"

"Here, you either defeat me or are defeated by me!"

"Come on—choose!"

As Rovi raised his hand and waved it, gusts of wind arose.

Heracles, son of Zeus, is the most famous of the Greek heroes.

Rovi was familiar with his existence.

He was still weak at present, and Rovi certainly didn't intend to die at his hands, but if he were to make an enemy of him now...

If you can't be a hero, then—

It wouldn't be bad to leave yourself an opportunity to become a demon king.

Despite his tendency to make light of things, Rovi always kept things within certain boundaries.

... We must always be wary of Gilgamesh playing the tactic of using magic.

Moreover, the blood of Zeus that He insulted from beginning to end was the blood within Heracles.

As for him personally,

He actually still admired him.

On the other hand, doing this is also a way of waking them up... to make them realize that they cannot rely too much on the power of God.

If I become the Demon King in the future, I'll still need a 'hero' to defeat him, won't I?

That's all I have to say.

That's all he can do.

Boom, boom, boom!

In the air, the clouds dispersed, and lightning fell like spears, illuminating the forest and reflecting Heracles's increasingly somber face.

The blood of God surged within him.

The impulses of the young, unable to bear the humiliation, combined with the uncontrollable divinity, soared into the sky in an instant.

"Roar—" A beastly growl followed, his eyes were bloodshot as fire, and he sprang up with his knees bent, his whole body turning into a powerful cannonball that crashed into the spot where Luo Rovi was.

But Rovi simply turned his body to the side, and they naturally brushed past each other.

He is actually not good at close combat.

But his superior physical abilities and exceptional reflexes allow him to react quickly.

And as he dodged, he raised his foot and kicked Heracles directly.

The figure that crashed into the ground flew out, smashing down countless trees. Rovi, taking advantage of the kick, rose into the air, did a backflip, and landed steadily.

The flashing electric light illuminated his handsome face, but his slightly lowered brows revealed no emotion whatsoever.

"I hate things that are controlled by the gods."

He spoke up naturally, always needing to find some reason.

Considering this person's deeds, Chiron seems to have forgotten something.

Pointing to the heavens and speaking out against the gods.

This has always been Rovi's consistent style.