Suppressed Again, Diana's Despair!

The battlefield had been divided, and magical support had been cut off completely.

All that remained was a direct confrontation between god and heroes in its purest form.

"Diana, don't be reckless! We need to work together..." Batman said urgently over the comms, trying to coordinate an effective attack.

But before he could finish, a streak of gold tore through the snowstorm and charged straight at Link with unwavering resolve.

It was Wonder Woman!

She knew that of all the heroes present, only she—the demigod daughter of Zeus, one of the chief gods of Olympus—had any chance of facing a monster with Kryptonian Physiology like Link in a contest of sheer physical strength.

She moved as fast as lightning. The Sword of Hephaestus in her hand—a blade forged by the craftsman god himself, capable of severing atoms and wounding gods—cut a brilliant arc through the air toward Link's neck.

She poured all her God Power and resolve into that strike. With it, she would show this False God that Earth's defenders were no lambs waiting for slaughter!

Faced with a blow that could threaten any god, Link could not even be bothered to raise an eyelid.

The same move again? Can't you come up with anything new?

You swung at me like this back at the Watchtower. I could take it head-on even then. Now... you couldn't even scratch an itch.

He stood where he was, unmoving, without so much as taking a defensive stance. He simply let the Sword of Hephaestus, gleaming with divine light, crash against his neck.

Clang!

The harsh sound of metal striking metal echoed across the silent mountaintop.

The bloody sight of his head flying off never came.

Diana felt an unimaginable force rebound through the blade. Her hand went numb, and she nearly lost