321 Pride’s Daydream?

Heracles chuckled after hearing that. "If you mean Heracles, the son of Zeus, then yes, it's me, noble lady."

Pride didn't believe it at first, but then she recalled the scene where Heracles effortlessly turned a bunch of blade drones into scrap metal—the same drones that could cut through the thick hide of an Oni, impervious to bullets.

[No... Maybe it's possible after all.] Pride thought, then approached Heracles. She used her eyes to inspect him, seeking the magical structure within his body.

In this world, everyone has their magical structure, even normal people whose magic veins were never awakened, resembling the roots of trees.

What she saw was a robust magical structure enhancing Heracles' bones, muscles, sinews, and organs. There were blessings within his body and the dimensional void power merged into him, further enhancing his power and vitality.