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"Ah, I'm finally back here."
Although less than ten minutes had passed between leaving and returning, Athena's tone carried the nostalgia of a prodigal child returning home after ten years away.
Pitch-black curses overflowed from beneath her feet, spreading unimpeded toward the horizon.
"An initial land without any modification. A rare fertile ground that nurtures life. The ideal realm most coveted by us Earth Mothers. To obtain it merely by sacrificing Medusa's divinity..."
"This truly is the wisest decision I've made since descending from myth."
Touching her lips with a pale, jade-like finger, Athena recalled the "ritual" from moments ago, her cheeks flushing faintly.
It had been hundreds-perhaps thousands-of years since she had been born under the name "Athena."
Yet the time she had actively spent in the human world was less than ten years.
The clothes and accessories of her juvenile form had all been borrowed from other women during that time.
"That was also my first kiss. For a human woman, the first kiss seems to be quite important, doesn't it?"
Within the endless darkness, black serpents and owls rushed out one after another, as if competing with each other.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss."
"Hoot, hoot, hoot."
Though both were Athena's summoned creatures, composed entirely of curses, the black serpents and owls seemed to suddenly recall an irreconcilable hatred.
They tore into each other in a brutal battle between different species.
Pffft. Rip.
Black liquid splashed everywhere.
Athena, Goddess of Wisdom, merely watched with slightly distracted eyes.
There was no distress.
No reluctance.
The first attempt ended quickly.
As Hiro engaged the Martial Arts King, the final remaining dark creation-a massive black python-crawled toward Athena and lowered its head in submission.
Athena slowly reached out her smooth, jade-like hand and rested it on the snake's head.
Her gaze softened.
"You should live for yourself."
With those words, Athena severed all connections to the giant python.
Da. Da. Da.
The python dissolved instantly into darkness, returning to the black ocean below.
A trace of helplessness flickered in Athena's eyes.
"No... is that not possible? But this doesn't feel like my problem."
She muttered to herself, lifting her head toward the pitch-black sky where only a single sun remained unchanged.
"If that's the case, then it should be that man's problem. No-this world's problem."
Her gaze swept across the darkened horizon.
Only then did a crucial issue surface in her mind.
A hint of distress appeared on her cute face.
I didn't notice this earlier.
I cut off all connections afterward and didn't ask that man for a way to contact him.
That was a mistake.
"What should I do now?"
She scanned her surroundings aimlessly.
In this dead yet radiant world, filled with black, liquid-like darkness, inspiration suddenly struck.
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He blocked my full-force strike with his bare palm.
Luo Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.
She stared at the boy's impossibly youthful face for two seconds, her expression shifting.
Then she was blasted backward by an overwhelming force.
Moments earlier, the foreign Campione who had trespassed into China had been defeated by her within a single minute.
Even under the pursuit of her [Divine Speed Technique], the opponent had no opportunity to form a spell or escape.
Victory had been assured.
Yet her sure-kill strike was stopped-by an unknown man.
A boy.
How could this not shock her?
She, who had always held herself above all others and never paid attention to other Campiones.
More importantly, based on her body's most direct reaction, that boy was neither a god nor a Campione.
He was just an ordinary human.
When Campiones face gods or other Campiones, regardless of their mental state, the body altered by the Dark Ritual inevitably produces an uncontrollable urge to fight.
Even if it's only an urge, as long as one's will remains clear and they haven't fallen into a berserk state like Tony under Bacchus, it causes nothing more than discomfort.
This was precisely why Hiro rejected the identity of "Campione."
Across countless worlds, there were innumerable physiques stronger than that of a Campione.
And without side effects.
Why should he submit to the Dark Ritual at all?
"Martial Arts King Luo Hao," Hiro asked calmly, frowning, "why did you attack my maid?"
Facing the hanfu-clad beauty with her hair tied into twin buns, his Observation Haki spread outward.
He sensed the divine-speed movements of the Heretic God over a hundred kilometers away.
He perceived distant city landmarks marked by Chinese characters.
The place where he and Luo Hao confronted each other was an expansive, unnamed open field.
The nearest village or structure lay nearly a kilometer away.
For several kilometers in every direction, there was no human habitation.
A completely remote countryside.
Much like his hometown.
"As the ruler of China," Luo Hao replied coldly, "what's wrong with me suppressing barbarians who trespassed without permission from their master, you foreigner?"
As she spoke, two towering golden figures-Vajras-materialized soundlessly behind her.
They glared at Hiro with fury.
"After I capture you, you will be judged together with that foreign King."
Her words had barely fallen when she attacked.
No explanations.
No excuses allowed.
Luo Hao and the two Vajras surged forward together, bearing down on him with terrifying momentum.
This crazy woman.
Cursing inwardly, Hiro pulled out a red spear in one hand and a wine gourd in the other.
From the gourd's mouth extended a long, flame-shaped object.
The divine tool.
The "Totsuka no Tsurugi," obtained from Susanoo no Mikoto.
The moment both weapons appeared, Hiro hurled them forward.
Pfft. Pfft.
Thrown at supersonic speed, the Vajras-mere constructs-had no time to react.
They were instantly obliterated and sealed.
"Excellent! A brave man!"
Luo Hao didn't grow angry.
She laughed.
Her white, jade-like right palm struck toward Hiro's chest, carrying the might of thunder.
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