Hercules's heart sank. Just as he was about to exert all his strength to break free from the restraints at his feet, another one of Perseus's items, the Invisibility Cloak, also started to cause trouble, constricting his limbs like a serpent.
At that moment, the blade of the Divine Artifact Harpe was already in front of his eyes. Hercules had no time for further thought. The Divine Power within his body erupted like a landslide and tidal wave, shattering both Divine Artifacts. At the same time, he grasped for the blade with one hand and threw a punch forward with the other, attempting a life-for-life strike to force his teacher, Perseus, to retreat.
However, the sense of emptiness that came from his palm and fist made Hercules's complexion change drastically.
—An illusion?
Simultaneously, the cold and sharp blade of the scythe rested against his back.
