Fight the Legend to the End

"Then we're evenly matched now, right?"

Hercules smiled smugly, raised a hand, and let out a shrill whistle.

Once again, a warhorse neighed from the void. Treading upon cold winds and ocean waves, the magnificent steed was entirely azure, like the sea itself.

Arion, the divine horse created by Poseidon, god of the sea, and Demeter, goddess of the seasons!

It lowered its head tamely, allowing Hercules to mount it, brimming with fighting spirit!

Huai Shi faced a great enemy.

He felt unprecedented danger and pressure!

Since becoming an Ascender, this was the first time someone had beaten him in sheer style!

This would not do.

Huai Shi also drew the Sword of Virtue, slashed through the air, and summoned Paradise's White Horse.

They stood in direct opposition.

See that? I've got one too!

Only the White Horse cast him an annoyed sidelong glance before looking toward the divine creation opposite them and, with remarkable humanlike disdain, spat on the ground.

Ever since following Huai Shi, it seemed to have completely forgotten its former poise and manners. Both its weight and temperament had begun to expand, growing more and more outrageous.

One could only say that creatures resembled their masters.

After following Huai Shi, even the Paradise Prince's White Horse had swiftly become more of a hooligan, utterly losing its elegance.

Whenever it looked at its master, the two of them found each other particularly irritating.

The White Horse was utterly baffled: What the hell is wrong with you?! Why did you provoke something you can't beat again?

Huai Shi was even more baffled: What the hell is wrong with you?! Why did you come alone? Is this the sort of problem one horse can solve? I told you to go get help, not come charging back by yourself!

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