King of Underworld - Chapter 121



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First Task – The Nemean Lions (2)

The Nemean lion.

He is the child of Typhon and Echidna, and has the status of a demigod like his brothers Orthos and Hydra.

A monster that lives in the Nemean Valley and bites and kills people and animals it comes across.

“A pride of Nemean lions? Explain a little more. I am not very familiar with the ways of the world, having spent a long time in the heroic academy of Thebes.”

“Ah… The Nemean Lion originally referred to the children of Typhon. But…”

One of the reasons why Mother Earth Gaia has been quiet for so long.

The Plesra Fields, where the Gigas are based. If they can’t move there because of the gods’ strict surveillance…

Why not just mass produce or make stronger monsters that were already strong?

Especially if he is the son of Typhon, who almost defeated Olympus on his own.

Thus, the Nemean lion succeeded in reproducing with Gaia’s help.

“A while ago, dozens of lions following that monster appeared and laid waste to a village.”

“…Dozens?”

“People who live nearby would know the details better than I do.”

Hercules came out of the temple, stretching his body.

Dozens from the first task, I didn’t think I would lose, but isn’t that too many?

Before heading to Nemea, he first made thorough preparations.

He gathered spears and arrows from the blacksmith shop to fight against a pack of dozens of lions. He picked up a heavy club made of olive wood…

“Do you have a club made of steel?”

“…? If I make something like that, do you think you can carry it around?”

“I’ll give you plenty of money, so make it. If you start today, when will it be finished?”

“I have the protection of Hephaestus, so I can make it right away.”

Finally, he ordered an iron club from a blacksmith and slung it over his shoulder, and set off for the region of Nemea.

There wasn’t much useful information from the Nemean region either.

At best, I only heard rumors from one young man.

“It is several times larger than other lions, and has striking red eyes….”

“That’s right? That guy is the Nemean Lion. He’s following me around like a pack of wolves, not a lion…”

“So where are they?”

“They live in a creepy canyon about four days’ walk away. I hear it’s a place filled with human corpses and rain. Ugh…! Why do you ask about those horrible things?”

Hercules, unable to get any more information from the man, moved straight into the canyon.

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“…hmm.”

A thick smell of blood wafts from the entrance, and an ominous atmosphere with no visible life forms around.

The canyon felt like a barren desert, with almost no plants or animals.

As Hercules entered the canyon carrying various weapons, monster lions began to slowly appear in front of him.

A pride of man-eating lions gathered, as if they had smelled him.

These are no ordinary monsters. They are descendants of the Nemean lion, a demigod and a child of Typhon.

Its claws were sharper than a famous sword, and its hide was much thicker than that of a normal monster.

Swish.

The hero quietly took out his spear and club from his back. The long spear in his left hand, the iron club in his right.

The weapon skills learned from the Centaur Sage Chiron are peerless and excellent techniques. However, when dealing with these things…

Phew. Kkung-

Just swinging and stabbing was enough.

The head of one of the lions that approached first with a lick of his lips was impaled on a spear.

The monsters rushed at him without giving him time to retrieve his spear, but he was immediately hit by the iron club that followed.

Two, three… the fifth…

The lion monsters that had been gathering gradually fell one by one into his hands.

Hercules’ leather tunic gradually turned red, and the monsters rushed at him without any fear, even at his yaksha-like appearance.

Khuuuuung- Khuuung! Chook-

However, the thick hide was torn apart by Hercules’ strength.

The claws and teeth he had been proud of were unable to even scratch the skin that had been strengthened by the River Styx.

“Phew… This is quite annoying.”

The fight between dozens of monsters and one human ended in a one-sided massacre.

Hercules swings his spear and shakes off the blood, and all he sees are the corpses of the monsters he created.

Krrrr…

And then there was a lion of enormous size who appeared at some unknown time.

Red eyes that glow menacingly, a golden mane that shines like no other lion, claws sharper than the blade of a spear…

“You are the leader of the monsters… no, the Nemean lion?”

Khuuuung!!!

The son of Typhon rushed at Hercules before he could finish his words.

But the hero, without any hesitation, plunged his iron club into the mouth of the running lion.

Keuheu-!!!

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How annoying it has been to kill all these lions one by one until now.

It was fortunate that the leader came out on his own, if he had run away we would have had to search for him for a long time.

“Ha-ah!!!”

Flash-

Hercules lifting up a struggling lion that was unable to chew the iron club.

One thing I noticed while killing dozens of monsters is that… they all have quite tough hide.

It was Hercules’ own strength that pierced through it with one blow, but it was a strength that most of the heroes who trained with him in the underworld would have a hard time with.

The blood of a monster has the characteristic of becoming thicker and stronger as it goes up through the generations.

How durable was the skin of the Nemean lion, the original of these monsters?

Surely it’s not that difficult to break through with my own strength?

No, that’s nonsense.

The only ones immune to the power of Hercules are the gods!

A hero with the strength to lift a monster and slam it head first into the ground.

The Nemean lion suddenly felt a great shock and roared.

Keuuuung!!!!

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The hero and the monster fought for several more hours.

The Nemean lion could not wound the hero’s skin, but conversely, Hercules also had difficulty striking the monster through its hide.

KookooKookung! Kwaang!

The terrain of the canyon collapses as they fight madly towards each other.

As the huge rock broke apart and the debris flew around, Hercules thought.

‘This guy’s only skin seems tough. Should I just strangle him? Or drown him in water? Or put a hot lead ball on a spear and drive it into his mouth…’

Countless ways to kill the Nemean lion came to mind.

Experience fighting the goddess of vengeance, Megaera, and fighting techniques learned while sparring with numerous heroes, including Cadmus.

The hero, who had gained much experience in the afterlife, knew that a flexible attitude was the key to victory in battle.

But… the words he heard from the master of the underworld held him back.

” On a human level, it would be an invincible body that could never be hurt, but in the realm of the gods, it’s a little different. Your goal is to become a god, right?”

Even skin reinforced with the River Styx is nothing in the realm of the gods, and if he were to strangle the bastard to death…

Because it seemed as if he had acknowledged the hardness of that lion’s hide and was giving up on confronting it head on.

‘…That can never happen! I’m destined to become a god, and I can’t even pierce through the skin of a bastard like that, so I can’t resort to trickery!’

He pounded and pounded the thick lion skin.

No matter how hard the leather is, it cannot be harder than his skin after falling into the River Styx.

If it’s hard to break through… just keep hitting it until it breaks through.

Let’s see which body is stronger, mine or this monster’s body!

“Bam- get out!!!”

Khuuuuuuuu! Khuuuuuuuu!!!

Hercules had already put down all his weapons and was fighting the monster with his bare fists.

His eyes also took on a ferocity that rivaled that of a monster, and his fighting style became increasingly primitive.

It was a struggle to protect one’s pride, and an asceticism and challenge to become a god.

The one who challenged the hero, no, the god, grabbed the lion by the scruff of the neck and struck its head repeatedly. Once, twice, three times.

Next is the punch. The trained muscles twitched violently and the bridge of the nose was struck without mercy…

Thud. Thud. Khuu …

A series of attacks that continue without pause, while the lion writhes in pain.

Rather than losing strength, the lion skin eventually surrendered to the increasingly stronger punches.

Pfft. Pfft. Ugh.

The sound of a nose collapsing as it cannot withstand the hero’s power.

The Nemean lion howled in fear, and Hercules smiled in satisfaction and struck the spot intently.

at last…

K-Keuh-uh-uh- Huh!!!

Kuung!

The giant cannibalistic monster fell to the ground, powerless, signaling the hero’s victory.

The Nemean Lion died with his face, including his nose, completely crushed…

Hercules was only slightly tired, but not a single scratch appeared on his body.

“Whoa! Phew!”

Any hero would be praised and become a great hero just for this one feat.

But he, who wipes the red blood from his fists and carries the lion’s corpse on his shoulders, is clearly not satisfied with being a great hero and is challenging the position of a god.

This is one of the world’s principles spread by Athena, the goddess of wisdom.

“Hmm. I thought you’d fight for a few more days, but you’re a bit more bland than I thought.”

But if the body is Hercules, the head need not suffer.

The Nemean lion pride, of much notoriety.

Slaughtered by Hercules in just one day.

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