The Final Eulogy of a Warrior

When Luo Zhen was targeted by Cu Chulainn, and the battlefield was completely dominated by the dragons, becoming a ravaged sea of flames, the situation on the other battlefields was changing as well.

"Roar!"

Heracles snarled with a savage glint in his eyes. Seeing dragon after dragon ravaging the battlefield, countless Wyverns bombing the entire area, and even the Argo being pursued by several dragons, he immediately turned around and prepared to go to its aid.

Although Mad Enhancement had stripped him of nearly all his reason, Heracles was still Greece's most famous great hero, and some rationality remained within him. Even if it existed only in the form of instinct, the great hero knew what he ought to do at this moment.

Although the only thing Heracles could do now was fight, when it came to fighting alone, there was no one more suitable than this berserker who was practically immortal.

Unfortunately, someone was unwilling to let Heracles leave.

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

The golden Lancer and the black Lancer broke through the sea of flames at the same time. Like two streaks of light trailing howling gusts of wind, they charged in front of Heracles, their spears immediately shooting out like venomous snakes to bite at him.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Accompanied by two crisp clashes, the two spears that were both renowned in mythology struck Heracles, yet only produced dazzling sparks before being deflected.

"Roar!"

Heracles immediately let out an enraged bellow. The ax-sword in his hand swung around and swept out.

"Boom!"

Amid the explosion, the sweeping ax-sword stirred up a terrifying whirlwind that sent Finn and Diarmuid flying.

"Ugh...!"

"Guh...!"

Finn and Diarmuid were blasted away one after another as if struck by a shock wave. They spun through the air before finally stabilizing themselves and landing on the