350 Cornered Beast (II)

Needless to say, as Arkhan relentlessly pursued and attacked, Kama no longer cared about saving face and was ready to unleash the power of Shiva once again.

Fortunately, Arkhan had anticipated this.

Despite her claims of being a god, she was even more emotional than most humans. Expecting her to fully abide by the agreement was unrealistic from the start.

Therefore, he had prepared for it.

Just as Kama was about to incinerate Arkhan with the flames of Shiva, a flurry of crimson feathers suddenly fell from the void, catching her eye.

Kama's gaze instantly became vacant.

She seemed to forget who she was, where she was, and what she was supposed to do next, standing there as if turned into a dead wood.

As the flames of Shiva extinguished, it quietly coiled back around Kama's arm.

Due to the gap in power with the original, the power of Fenghuang Down could hardly affect Kama much.

However, for Arkhan, this little time was more than enough. He increased the power of the Star of Eden while using runes to accelerate his own speed, quickly closing the distance with her.

After just a second, Kama finally broke free from the illusion created by Fenghuang Down.

As she saw Arkhan raising his greatsword close enough to touch her, she was naturally filled with shock and anger. However, at this distance, she couldn't find enough space to create distance, leaving her with only one choice to fight back!

"Die!"

Kama raised her remaining arm, brimming with the terrifying power of destruction as her flames surged once again, like daggers aiming straight for Arkhan's heart!

At this moment, whoever retreating was no different than walking into their own demise!

Arkhan stared fiercely at Kama, his gaze unwavering, his body steady. With Cleaver of Shamash held high in his hand, surrounded by flames, he swung it down toward her head, as if cleaving the heavens and the earth!

In the nick of time, just as the greatsword was about to hit her head, Kama's few remaining thick strands of hair, like vines, suddenly moved without wind, lashing out fiercely at Cleaver of Shamash as if they were whips. Though they instantly turned to ashes upon contact with its blade, their heavy impact altered the trajectory of the greatsword!

*Swish!*

Kama's remaining pitch-black demonic horn was instantly severed, and eerie black mist erupted from the stump. Though her aura weakened significantly, a sinister grin crept onto her face.

"Goodbye, Rider of Black!"

Covered in dark red flames, her arm thrust forward, exuding a sense of destruction. Arkhan could even feel the tremor from the depths of his soul.

This was the power of the ultimate end, destroying all things.

However, at that moment, his vision caught a glimmer of light.

*ROOOAAARRR—!!!*

In this life-and-death battle, a resounding dragon's roar suddenly echoed. A flash approached from afar, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, accurately pinning Kama's palm!

It was an ordinary-looking arrow, yet its power rivaled that of a missile.

Arkhan turned slightly, and on the vast land, a dark-skinned muscular man stood tall like an iron tower.

He stood tall on the vast earth, draped in a crude lion skin, holding a rough obsidian longbow. His muscular figure resembles blocks of rock, exuding a heavy pressure and aura as if he emerged from the ancient earth as a primordial beast.

"Heracles..."

No one expected this great hero from ancient Greece to step forward at such a critical moment, unleashing such a fierce attack. His eyes were sharp as lightning, his breath steady, in a state even more composed than Arkhan. It was impossible to tell he had been on the brink of death just moments ago.

Even with the most advanced healing magecraft, it would have been impossible to restore a demigod from near death to his current state in such a short time. Only a miracle could achieve such a feat!

On the other side, three crimson command spells gradually dimmed, leaving only faint traces imprinted on Fiore's backhand.

"It's up to you now, Archer..."

Clutching her hand tightly, Fiore lifted her head, her eyes fixed firmly on the imposing figure of Heracles.

Arkhan stepped back, compressing his voice with magecraft to transmit it clearly into Heracles's ear.

"How is your condition?"

Hearing the question, Heracles's gaze flickered slightly, and after a moment of silence, he answered calmly.

"I'm fine, just can't use one of my Noble Phantasm anymore."

In the battle against Ozymandias, he had exhausted all of his resurrection chances, which meant he couldn't use 'God Hand' anymore. In the end, such an overpowered Noble Phantasm couldn't be restored with just a few command spells.

As a result, one command spell had been used for his treatment, with the rest used for replenishing his magical energy and repairing his obsidian longbow.

Hearing Heracles's answer, Arkhan's furrowed brow gradually relaxed as Heracles's answer satisfied him more than he had imagined. Although Heracles had lost his resurrection ability, at least his combat prowess remained intact.

He had been afraid Heracles would say something like, 'That arrow was my final one'. If so, they would be screwed.

"Ugh..."

Kama knelt halfway on the ground, surrounded by a faint black mist. Watching her hand pierced, her beautiful face twisted like a demon, flashing with anger, resentment, and hatred.

Both hands crippled, both horns severed, her strength reduced to less than a fifth.

This was a situation she never anticipated, despite using all means and exhausting all her options, why had it come to this?

Every step she took, every action she made, was meticulously planned. Her plan was flawless, except for that vulgar woman, everyone else was just a pawn in her game. The outcome should have unfolded as she imagined, killing everyone, seizing the Holy Grail, and emerging as the ultimate victor.

'Why? Why?!' Kama thought with anger as she lowered her head.

"Let's finish her off quickly..." Heracles raised his obsidian longbow, aiming at Kama's head. "Don't give her a chance to recover."

Arkhan nodded, exhaling a hot breath as Cleaver of Shamash ignited once again with blazing flames in his hand and began transforming into Might of An-Utu.

However, just as they were about to act, they suddenly felt an unusually massive surge of magical energy emanating from Kama's body.