Ichira grunted from the intense pain and quickly retreated. Before Bai Ye could close in, Ichira crossed his arms and slammed them onto the ground.
"Summoning Jutsu!" Ichira reached for a scroll, unrolled it, and declared, "Silver Fox!"
With a bang, a large cloud of white mist erupted from the scroll.
The next moment, a massive silver fox appeared before Bai Ye.
Ichira commanded, "Kill him!"
The white fox immediately bared its fangs and claws at Bai Ye, lunging to bite him. But…
*Pfft!*
The instant the white fox lowered its head!
Bai Ye swept out with the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, golden sword energy flying, striking the white fox's shoulder and drawing blood.
Bai Ye stepped forward and suddenly swung his sword.
As the Xuanyuan Sword swept to the side, the white fox's front leg was instantly severed.
A pained howl echoed as the white fox fell to its side, crashing heavily onto the ground before dissipating into white smoke with a *bang*.
Seeing this, Ichira was greatly alarmed. His hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals.
"Fire Style, Great Fireball Jutsu!"
Ichira took a deep breath, placed his hand to his mouth, and then exhaled a massive fireball that propelled towards Bai Ye.
In an instant, Bai Ye's body was completely engulfed by the flames.
Ichira lowered his hand and gazed at the fireball.
Did his attack work?
Bai Ye didn't seem to be able to emerge from the ball of fire immediately.
But then…
Suddenly, an arm shot out from the flames and grabbed Ichira by the throat.
The surrounding flames dispersed, revealing Bai Ye. He grinned at Ichira and said, "Sorry, fire doesn't work on me!"
*BOOM!*
The next moment, the flames in Bai Ye's hand exploded.
Amidst the roar of the explosion, Ichira was sent flying.
In that instant, Ichira not only felt the searing pain but also the impact of the explosion, feeling as if several of his bones had broken. His entire body was wracked with agony.
"Berserker…" Ichira shouted as Bai Ye approached, "Save me!"
Heracles was also locked in a fierce struggle, his body covered in countless wounds.
However, upon hearing Ichira's cry, he immediately abandoned Gilgamesh, smashed through a nearby wall, and rushed towards Ichira.
And at that very moment…
The Xuanyuan Sword in Bai Ye's hand descended again. Golden sword energy tore through the air, and just as it was about to strike Ichira, Heracles suddenly intervened from the side.
*Pfft!*
The golden sword energy struck Heracles' chest, and a large amount of blood erupted.
The gaping wound was terrifying, stretching from Heracles' shoulder to his waist, deep enough to expose bone, utterly gruesome.
*Thud!*
Heracles collapsed to his knees, his hands falling limp, his life extinguished.
"Get up, get up…" Ichira shouted, "You won't die, kill them all!"
Following Ichira's desperate plea.
Heracles, whose eyes had been closed, suddenly snapped them open, emitting a scarlet glow.
"Aaaargh!"
Heracles roared, raising his axe and preparing to swing it at Bai Ye.
"Gate of Babylon!"
Gilgamesh's voice rang out, followed by the sound of dragging chains.
Countless chains surged from all directions towards Heracles, swiftly entangling his form and binding him tightly.
Then…
*Pfft, pfft, pfft…*
The Gate of Babylon activated again, and countless weapons flew from behind, piercing Heracles' body repeatedly, instantly pinning him.
*Roar!*
Heracles threw his head back and let out a roar.
Simultaneously, blood poured from his mouth, staining his body red.
Heracles fell silent, but…
The Noble Phantasm of the Twelve Labors activated, and soon, Heracles' body revived, his previously dimming eyes reigniting.
However…
A chain, like a venomous snake, coiled around Heracles' neck, and the moment he tried to struggle…
*Crack!*
The chain tightened, crushing Heracles' head with a bone-cracking sound.
Gilgamesh approached with a sneer, reaching into the golden light curtain blooming behind him, and drew out a silver holy spear, aiming it at Heracles' heart.
"Ants will always be ants," Gilgamesh declared, "What does it matter if you have twelve lives? Just kill you twelve times!"
The moment Gilgamesh finished speaking, Heracles revived again, his eyes once more glowing red.
But this time, Gilgamesh didn't even give Heracles a chance to struggle.
*Pfft!*
Gilgamesh thrust the holy spear forward, piercing Heracles' heart and sending him away once more.
Gilgamesh smiled contemptuously, "I've already killed you five times."
As Gilgamesh spoke, the surrounding chains of Babylon vibrated, and Heracles revived again, struggling once more, but…
*Pfft, pfft, pfft…*
Golden ripples spread behind Gilgamesh, and countless weapons shot out, repeatedly embedding themselves into Heracles' body.
The immense force even sent Heracles flying backward, crashing into the wall behind him, pinned there by a pile of weapons.
Gilgamesh stated, "Six times!"
Revival, death, revival, death…
Gilgamesh, consumed by rage, was terrifying.
Arrogant, capricious, and unpredictable…
Gilgamesh's temper was clearly quite foul; he might spare someone if he was in a good mood, or he might exert his full power to execute someone if he was in a bad mood.
Yes, execution!
The current situation had transcended the realm of combat; it was a one-sided execution by Gilgamesh!
The seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh time…
Heracles was utterly powerless to resist, his chances of revival constantly being taken away.
His body was already covered in wounds and blood.
Gilgamesh sneered, "You have only one life left!"
Ichira finally felt true terror and shouted at Heracles, "Hold them off, Berserker, you must hold them off, just stall them so I can escape!"
Gilgamesh looked at Heracles, who had opened his eyes again, with amusement in his gaze. "Is that your Master?"
…