The Sun Wolf was raging in the sky, with raging flames spewing out of its mouth. Everywhere was a purgatory on earth. Skoll was very proud and felt that the wounds on his body caused by the Gallic fighter planes were not so painful anymore.
It's not that the Sun Wolf is not afraid of missile attacks, but he is engulfed in flames the moment the missiles hit, and no missiles get close to his body. Therefore, he did not suffer any damage in the Danish government's bombardment.
The remaining fighter planes of Gaul did not dare to attack rashly and began to maneuver in circles. With their high speed, the Sun Chaser Wolf could not catch up with them.
However, the Gaul fighter pilots seemed to be frightened by the narrow flames spit out by the Sun Wolf. They did not dare to continue any offensive actions, but prepared to return the same way.
"The general has ordered evacuation!"
The pilots felt relieved, and the Gallic fighters began to evacuate quickly. In their eyes, Denmark could no longer be saved.
The Sun Chaser Wolf can fly, how can we defeat it?
It’s not that our army didn’t try hard, but the Sun-Chasing Wolf can fly into the sky!
As the fighter jets withdrew and destroyed one group after another, the arrogance of the Sun Wolf became more and more serious.
He descended from the sky in a show of force, and in the midst of ruins, he wantonly breathed out blazing flames, making the surrounding ruins even more blazing.
There's no way around it, being strong and able to breathe fire is just that simple, boring and tasteless.
Raging flames once again burst out from the mouth of the Sun-Chasing Wolf, and a large number of trees were engulfed by the flames and fell into a sea of fire.
On the entire island, no one can stop Skoll, the Sun-Chasing Wolf. Over time, a bold idea gradually came to Skoll, the Sun-Chasing Wolf.
Am I invincible?!
After this invincible thought arose in the mind of the Sun-Chasing Wolf Skoll, he could no longer calm down. As for the current means of attack of mortals, although they could cause certain damage to himself, it did not have much impact, just like a person walking in the jungle and being accidentally injured by leaves.
It doesn't matter.
The Sun-Chasing Wolf Skull paused his head in satisfaction, then let out a long howl towards the sky. He looked at the tank troops marching in formation in front of him, his eyes revealing his eagerness to fight.
In the sky, various fighter jets roared past, and the European coalition forces seemed to be ready for a final battle against Skul, the Sun-Chasing Wolf.
In the rear command center, dozens of veteran generals with the ranks of general and lieutenant general gathered together, solemnly directing the battle. A large number of mechanical troops and artillery shells were used to eliminate the Sun Chaser Wolf Skull, and the decisive battle began.
General Gaul took a deep breath and said, "The intercontinental missiles are ready. If this Sun-Chasing Wolf is not destroyed, China and the United States will launch missiles towards it."
"Our domestic missiles are ready, loaded and ready to be launched at any time. We will teach this Sun Chaser Wolf that is wreaking havoc in Denmark a lesson!"
As the commander-in-chief, General Gaul was handsome and confident.
Most of the reinforcements from China and the United States went to encircle Fenrir. They could only bring intercontinental missiles and strategic material support to the coalition forces, and no other help.
But that's enough.
General Gaul thought to himself that he was currently immersed in the beautiful dream of defeating the Sun Wolf and becoming a combat hero.
He will become the man who saves half of Europe!
His name will be recorded in history books and he will become a hero in human history!
......
Dark, unreal, without a single light.
Somewhere in the deep mountains of the Balkan Peninsula, a figure struggled to crawl out of the mud that looked like a mass grave, breathing heavily.
The owner of the figure was breathing heavily, his body covered with mud. His muscles looked strong and powerful, but his clothes were tattered, making him look like a wandering beggar.
His face was extremely pale. After crawling out of the soil, he did not continue to do anything, but sat there in a daze, as if thinking about something.
who I am?
Where am I?
Where is this place?
Why am I here?
A series of questions emerged from his mind, and then the memories in his mind began to slowly surface.
He remembered how he had killed a lion on a barren mountain, skinned it, put it on his shoulders, and then cut off the lion's head to make a helmet.
He remembered the ferocious nine-headed snake roaring towards him, and he chopped off the largest snake head with one knife, splitting it in half.
He thought of the skinny man chained high in the mountains, who claimed to bring fire to mankind.
He also recalled how he was persecuted by villains and burned himself to death because he could not bear the pain.
A name gradually came to his mind, a name that seemed to have been forgotten by him for a long time.
"I am...Hercules..."
Although his memory was still hazy, he had remembered most of the events before he fell into a deep sleep, and also remembered his own name.
He, Hercules, the son of Zeus, completed 12 tasks that were hailed as "impossible" and became the Hercules of Mount Olympus!
He is a well-deserved hero on Mount Olympus and the most famous hero in the entire Greek mythology!
The world has changed dramatically, and he has been dreaming for thousands of years. When he woke up again, he didn't know where he was.
"Where...is this place?"
Hercules looked around in confusion, his eyes full of helplessness. The aura of Mount Olympus had disappeared, and there seemed to be nothing familiar around him.
The lonely Hercules stood up, and his clothes, which had already rotted, began to quickly return to their original state.
Hercules stretched out his hand, and the branches not far away grew wildly, combining with the gravel on the ground to condense into a glittering spear.
Hercules stretched out his hand again, and the soil of the earth began to solidify rapidly, and a shield that seemed to be full of divine power appeared in front of him.
After gathering everything, Hercules began to move forward.
He seemed to sense an indescribable aura ahead, not knowing what it was doing.
This smell is neither familiar nor unfamiliar, yet very familiar.
It feels like... they are relatives from the same clan, but I have never met them.
Hercules did not find it strange. He knew what kind of person his father Zeus was, and he expected such an aura to appear.
He had no relatives here and felt that it was time to meet up with his 'brother and sister' to discuss where he should go.
After all... he could no longer sense the presence of Mount Olympus.
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