"Hello, Mr. Hercules." Wu Ming handed Illya to Bai Lu and walked to Hercules.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a human powerhouse like you." Hercules spoke.

In the original book, Hercules couldn't speak because the magicians of Einzberen deprived him of part of his reason in order to fully exert his power, and now Hercules has just been summoned, so he naturally still retains the ability to speak, but obviously if he is crazy, he doesn't know if he can still speak.

He has been watching from the sidelines of what Wu Ming has done, and he has no intention of helping at all when Wu Ming slaughters the magicians of Einzbelen, because he is Illya's servant, and he can clearly feel Illya's dislike for these people, and if Illya can resist these people, Hercules will even kill these magicians in the first place.

"Human beings have unlimited potential, don't underestimate human beings." When Wu Ming stood in front of Hercules, the difference in height was immediately apparent.

"I've never underestimated humans, but do you have anything to do with me?" Hercules asked.

"I just wanted to ask what you're participating in this Holy Grail War for, and I can help if I can do it." Wu Ming said slowly, "Because I need you as the spirit core of the Heroic Spirit, which means that I will take your life, so you will not be able to participate in the Holy Grail War in the future." ”

"That's right." Hercules listened to Wu Ming's words and showed an indifferent look, as if Wu Ming didn't want his life, and then played with the terrifying giant axe in his hand, "If you really have any wishes for me, can you fulfill my wish to die on the battlefield?" ”

"Yes." Wu Ming said, the crimson had already appeared in his hand, to be honest, Wu Ming didn't expect Hercules' wish to be this, but think of those Greek battle maniacs, well, it seems that Hercules will get the rank of berserker It is also a matter of course.

"I can't wait, long time gone." Hercules picked up his axe and slashed at Wu Ming's head.

"The strength is quite strong, and the control force and accuracy can keep up with the play of strength, and the national level is primary." Wu Ming effortlessly blocked Hercules' attack with crimson, but the ground under his feet was still intact because he unloaded the power of Hercules' attack to the ground.

Hercules' blow did not work or stay, he immediately took a step back, and then slashed at Wu Ming with a giant axe in front of him, if Wu Ming did not block or dodge, it was appropriate to be cut in half. If nothing else, the air driven by the giant axe alone had already formed a violent wind.

"Overlapping double shadows." The giant axe didn't have the touch of the real thing, and Wu Ming had already jumped on Hercules' head by this time, and Crimson had stabbed Hercules through the back of his neck into his heart before he could react.

"It's not over yet!" Hercules endured the pain, swept over his head with a giant axe, and forced Wu Ming to leave, and when Wu Ming pulled out the crimson, a large pile of blood was sprinkled on the snow as if he didn't want money.

"The Twelve Trials really live up to its name." Wu Ming looked at Hercules' rapidly healing wound and sighed, "It seems that I still have to kill you eleven times." ”

"With your strength, you are already enough to rival the gods of the age of the gods." Hercules touched the wound on the back of his neck, and he had been killed once before he knew what had happened.

"Look, Mr. Hercules, now I'm going to use magic." As soon as Wu Ming's words fell, a delicate magic array quickly took shape with Hercules as the center.

"Magic, there's only one thing I'll do when I deal with this kind of thing, and that's to kill the spellcaster." Hercules rushed towards Wu Ming at a speed faster than just now, and the sound of the giant axe tearing through the air was extremely harsh, and the power of this blow was definitely earth-shattering.

"Magicians won't let warriors get close." When Hercules' giant axe slashed a few centimeters on Wu Ming's head, it was like a solid stone being shaken apart, and if you look closely, Wu Ming has been surrounded by a transparent barrier, although it looks thin, but Hercules knows that this kind of defense is not something that can be broken by an ordinary attack.

When Hercules was blocked, Wu Ming's technique was also completed, and the magic array kept emerging countless balls of light with a diameter of about two or three centimeters, these balls of light jumped up and down, and they kept emitting soft light, which looked very beautiful, but Hercules knew that this beautiful thing was also dangerous, because the magic contained in the ball of light clearly told him that he was not performing special effects now.

"Boom !!" All the balls of light suddenly crashed into Hercules at an extremely fast speed, because the speed of the balls of light was extremely fast, and Hercules was too big, so almost all of them hit the target.

"Guess how many of them have been taken away by this wave of attacks? 3, 4. Or 5 pcs? Wu Ming said with his chin on his hands.

"Eight." At this time, Hercules' voice came from the smoke, "Kill me 8 times at once, this forbidden spell-level spell is even exempt from reciting spells, what kind of monster are you." ”

"It's not a big deal, I'm just putting multiple offensive spells together to attack to have this effect." Wu Ming shook his head and explained, "However, the consumption of the technique is beyond my imagination, it seems that the operation of the technique will be optimized next time." ”

Although Wu Ming said that the consumption of the technique was beyond his imagination, there was no trace of fatigue on his face, and it was obvious that these so-called consumption beyond imagination were just a drizzle for him, which made Hercules more cautious, knowing that he was facing perhaps the strongest enemy he had ever seen.

"It doesn't matter if you want to liberate the real name of the Noble Phantasm." Wu Ming saw Hercules' concerns, he had just used a power other than physical attacks except for using the Twelve Trials to resurrect, because if he liberated the true name of the Noble Phantasm, the consumption of mana would cause a great burden to the sleeping Illya.

"What do you mean?" Hercules asked, puzzled.

"I just temporarily transferred your master-slave relationship with Illya." Wu Ming raised his right hand, and a striking spell was imprinted on the back of his hand, "So it doesn't matter if you unleash your power to your heart's content, the mana you just consumed is now deducted from me." ”

"No wonder, I wonder why my power doesn't seem to be oppressed by the rules of the Holy Grail at all." Hercules spoke of these favorable conditions for himself, but he knew that they also portended conditions that were even more unfavorable for him.

Wu Ming is fighting with such Hercules while maintaining Hercules' full strength, in other words, Wu Ming has at least half of his strength not used on him, which shows that Wu Ming's real strength must be far above Hercules, but Hercules did not look a little depressed, the reason why he participated in the Holy Grail War was just to find someone to fight, even if he was defeated by someone stronger than himself, it was expected a long time ago, as he said, his wish was to die on the battlefield, even if Wu Ming killed him, He doesn't blame anyone for it.

"Then I will liberate my Noble Phantasm now, don't die, the strong man of the human race." Hercules said as he raised the great axe in his hand, and the shape of the giant axe began to change.

This is his strongest Phantasm, shooting a hundred heads, and it is the most trusted Phantasm of all the Noble Phantasms that Hercules has. In the past, Hercules destroyed the immortal hydra Hydra's treasure in the shape of a bow and arrow. After defeating Xudra, he was able to perform moves that mimicked the abilities of this Noble Phantasm, even with other weapons. Its essence is "9 consecutive hits that are released at a high speed when all attacks are combined".

"Okay, I'd like to see how many catties and taels of weapons can kill the legendary Hydra Xudra." Wu Ming said as he picked up the crimson scarlet stand in front of him.

"NineLives (Shoot 100 heads)!!" With Hercules' shout, the giant axe split into nine parts, and the swords, guns, axes, and other weapons used by Hercules during his lifetime were all shot at Wu Ming like arrows, and as for the magical power contained in them, each was enough to turn this forest into a desert.

A huge explosion swept around them, and Eve opened a layer of enchantment before Hercules attacked, and the aftermath of the explosion did not affect them at all, but Wu Ming in the center of the explosion did not move, only violent energy fluctuations continued to crush Wu Ming's original location.

"Secret Sword Splitting the Sky." A bland sword aura tore through the energy fluctuations that shot a hundred heads, and slashed across Hercules' body with an understatement.

"I lost." Hercules glanced at his unscarred body and simply threw in the towel.

"Relatively, I won." I don't know when, Wu Ming was already standing in front of him.

"Can you tell me your name, the strong man of the human race." Hercules' body began to slowly dissipate, and Wu Ming's attack just now killed him 3 times at once, so the twelve trials could no longer save him.

"Wu Ming, the profession is the Demon King."

"Wu Ming, I'll remember." When Hercules finished the last word, his body disappeared completely, leaving only a dark red orb, the core of his Heroic Spirit.