The Greece Antagonist

Raised arm, elbow leading; Twisted body, knee lifted... Simple movements on the figure of the [God of Death] opposite him also revealed myriad variations, as each rotten decay was magically transformed, fending off Hercules's attacks time after time. It was a transcendental comprehension, a formidable battle instinct. With heart, body, and technique perfectly combined, an endless martial refinement was displayed. "Clang!" After another clash, Hercules, pushed back, realized he had unknowingly retreated to the grave of his close friend Admetos, his face looking extremely somber. This guy is strong! One could say he was the toughest opponent he had encountered since he left home to undergo trials! Are the Death Gods of the Netherworld this troublesome? "Is that all you've got?" The dark figure across from him sneered, tauntingly murmuring, "It seems I need to give you some motivation." While speaking, he slowly spread open his palm, and a golden-red humanoid spirit light appeared in the center of his hand. Seeing that familiar shape and outline, Hercules's face changed drastically. "Admetos!" "Want it? Come and get it!" The shadow shook the humanoid spirit light in his hand and then clenched it with a sneer. "Give it to me!" Hercules's eyes turned blood-red, and he bellowed as he transformed the nameless ax-sword in his hand into a longbow, then pulled it into a full moon shape. Dozens of bronze arrows, inscribed with dense runes, shot out fiercely. The dark figure slightly raised his hand, attracting a dry branch from the ground, and channeled Divine Power to block all the incoming arrows. However, the next moment, those bronze arrows that missed their mark seemed to come to life, turning into giant bronze birds screeching as they stabilized their bodies and charged towards the target again. [Stymphalian Birds], they were once the beloved birds nurtured by Ares, God of War, with metallic beaks and bronze feathers, able to shoot their sharp feathers at humans like arrows, and because of their cruel and fierce nature, they once brought calamity to many. When Hercules passed by Stymphalian Lake, he accepted the request of the people and killed these bronze birds; afterward, through a sacrifice, Father God Zeus forged their bodies into arrows and bestowed them upon him. "Roar!" Just as the bronze birds attacked the shadow, Cerberus leapt high, slapping down several of them, and then spit out dozens of Flame Bombs, melting the circling bronze birds in midair into pools of molten bronze. This damn dog! Seeing Cerberus, whom he had summoned, actually turn against him and charge with ill intent, Hercules's face went dark, and he gritted his teeth as he threw out another trump card. "Glory of the past, protect me — 'Man-eating Horses of Diomedes'!" Along with the deep chant, four man-eating horses that Hercules stole from the Thracian Diomedes leapt out from the red and black light behind him, baring their tooth-filled maws. Together with the [Stymphalian Birds] in the sky, they intercepted the menacing Cerberus. Meanwhile, the flickering starlight fell from the sky, summoning the Sacred Robe of Leo and Hercules, wearing the Boots of Hermes gifted by his teacher Perseus, activated the power bracers obtained from the sacrifice after capturing the Erymanthian Boar, and rushed towards the shadow like a flash, striking his strongest blow. "Boom!" In the midst of the violent airwaves, the overwhelmed black cloak ripped apart, its pieces scattering like butterflies. Seeing the familiar face with silver hair and purple eyes before him, Hercules was momentarily dazed, then spoke in astonishment. "Is it you? The teacher from Athens?" "Well then, let me formally introduce myself." The figure under the moonlight clapped his hands, his handsome face revealing an infectious smile. "You can call me — Luo En..."