The situation is far worse than wuchou expected.
When wuchou followed Liliana's team to the vicinity of Olympus, he thought he would meet many magicians and soldiers who came to catch wuchou II. Unexpectedly, what was left to them was another scene.
"What happened?"
Blood, weapons, debris, and wolves.
The bodies lying on the ground were once famous mages and heroes in the world, but now they have become the remains of the war, lying on the ground and mixed together.
"How can it be that all people are dead? Even the God killers can't kill them so easily, unless they are extremely powerful gods."
Boom, boom, boom
Big body, cold eyes, and bloody fists on both hands.
"Oh, another group of dead people."
Hercules, Hercules
"Go away."
Wuchou came from behind the team and pushed away the people in front of him.
"King!"
At this time, they have completely forgotten their purpose of coming here to arrest wuchou.
"Oh, brother, long time no see, reduced to the dog guarding the door?"
"Hum, Spartan, what are you qualified to say about me? You are not an asshole. You will only walk in front of me and take away my honor."
"I'm not here to talk to you this time. Go away and don't try to stop me from entering."
"Hehe, naturally, my purpose is not to block you, but to come down and have a look at these villains."
Wuchou told Liliana to leave quickly and prepare to cross over and leave directly.
However, not long after I left, wuchou saw a familiar body underground. I remember correctly. This man and Erica belong to the red copper black cross.
"Hey, did you see a woman with long blond hair just now?"
"Ha, I don't know. It's all on the ground anyway. If you want to find someone, suit yourself."
Before the words fell, a long blond hair fluttered in the wind and flew to wuchou. If wuchou was right, this hair flew out of Hercules' hand.
Heracles smiled as if he remembered something.
"By the way, I have seen the girl with long blond hair, but she has been hammered into a pile by me. Her tone is so arrogant that she wants to challenge me as a God."
Boom
Wuchou's cold blow hammered Hercules fiercely, but the other party seemed to have guessed wuchou's action and had already stretched out his fist to block wuchou's attack.
"Hum, what's the matter? Did you hurt you, Spartan?"
"Hum, Hercules, what the hell are you talking about?"
Wuchou bowed his head, but a tear still flowed down from the corners of his eyes, including wuchou's own regret and anger.
"Hercules, you gave me a reason to beat you up."
"Oh, then let me see, Spartan, what are you good at?"
Boom
The two fists collided, the silver light was released from the glove on Hercules's hand, and the huge shock wave rushed directly at wuchou.
Wuchou was completely unaffected by the shock wave and stood still, but those people not far behind wuchou were completely repulsed by the shock wave.
"Erica."
"What are you doing? Don't you attack me?"
Hercules rushed to wuchou, raised his hand, punched wuchou on the head, and beat wuchou on the ground.
"King!"
Liliana still wanted to come up, but thought of the gap between herself and the other party, she stopped.
"Spartans, that's your level?"
Hercules grabbed wuchou with one hand and only heard wuchou muttering to himself.
"This punch is to punish my mistake and let her precious life be lost."
"What are you talking about, Spartan!"
Hercules aimed another punch at wuchou, hit wuchou with one punch, rolled back for several meters, and rowed a distance before stopping.
"This punch is to punish my fault. I should make it clear to her so that she won't come."
Wuchou propped up his body and stood up slowly. Even if the blood had seeped from his head, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop, wuchou had not fallen.
"Fool, why do you base yourself for these women who have little to do with you? Sure enough, human beings are fragile."
Heracles punched again, but was caught by wuchou with one hand.
"What!"
"Erica, she's not a woman who has nothing to do with me. She's my companion. How can a person like you know!"
Worry free backhand is a punch, but the strength is not enough, Hercules can catch it.
"Not enough, Spartan, not enough. Your fist is too weak. It's not my opponent at all!"
Boom
Golden energy, looming
"Hercules, you really make me angry!"
"Ah ah ah!"
With a punch of several pieces of speed, Heracles was beaten back with a punch.
"This is!"
A soldier with blond hair and blue eyes.
"Hercules, wake up."
Poof
"Uh!"
So fast, Hercules can't even see the moving track of wuchou. Wuchou has rushed to Hercules.
"Damn it!"
Hercules endured the injury and punched again. It was just a slow fist. How could he hit wuchou? Wuchou jumped up to avoid Hercules' attack, punched him on his big arm and directly broke his arm.
"Uh!"
He jumped up, took advantage of the situation, kicked Heracles in the chest, kicked him away, and got rid of a boxer in his hand.
"Hercules!"
Wuchou easily picked up the fist on the ground, took it to his hand, and rushed to Heracles who had not reacted in the distance.
"Ah ah!"
Boom
One punch hit Heracles on the chest, and the whole chest was concave.
"Uh!"
Hercules vomited a mouthful of blood, and the glove of the other hand almost fell out, but Hercules tried his best to hold out wuchou, but wuchou's next punch hit his other arm. Hercules ate the pain and lost another glove.
"Ah ah!"
Wuchou sets up another fist and punches Hercules on the head, making the other party dizzy.
"Ah ah ah!"
With one punch and another, the floor behind Hercules cracked evenly because of strong force. With each punch, Hercules' head was deeply penetrated into the ground until the other party could no longer move.
Until Heracles's body slowly turned to ashes, wuchou didn't stop. The boxer on his hand turned into a stone tattoo and engraved on wuchou's hand.
"Even if you kill this guy, she won't come back."
Wuchou was still blaming himself for his behavior. Unexpectedly, a man came in front of him.
"Wang, what are you talking about?"
The familiar voice sounded. When Wu Chou looked up, she saw Erica looking at herself with a smile.
"Ah?"
Wuchou didn't react for a while.