The massive explosion wasn't caused by either side releasing an energy-based attack.
Instead, it was the result of their sheer physical force colliding, compressing to its limit before violently expanding.
In an instant, the force radiated outward in all directions, blasting away the air within the arena, creating what appeared to be a vacuum.
"What a spectacle!"
Heimdall exclaims excitedly once more.
Yet, he realizes his voice isn't carrying.
Ah, the terrifying shockwave has indeed turned his surroundings into a vacuum, preventing sound from traveling.
But while sound can't propagate in this vacuum, the rest of the audience can still hear his commentary—thanks to his ability to project his voice.
Otherwise, his normal speaking volume would never reach across the vast arena.
"Whoa—!"
Heimdall lets out a small yelp as he clumsily leaps aside.
The spot where he stood moments ago is now split by a jagged fissure, the arena floor fracturing radially under the force of the two combatants' clash.
Had he not dodged, he might have been sent flying.
By the time he finishes these words, the two warriors have already exchanged countless blows.
Each strike makes the arena tremble in protest. At this rate, the entire platform will be reduced to rubble.
Meanwhile, the spectators watch in awe, their faces a mix of amazement and unease.
With each clash between the two, the resulting shockwaves made the entire arena tremble, as if it might collapse at any moment.
Moreover, with Mjölnir's power fully unleashed and the heat generated by their attacks, the fighting platform was heating up at an alarming rate.
Standing where Heimdall was, a single drop of sweat would evaporate before even hitting the ground from the sheer temperature.
"This is unbelievable..."
"He's holding his own against Lord Thor using his true power..."
"What is that human?"
"He just killed himself and reappeared? What kind of trick is this?"
Most of the divine spectators found it hard to believe and even harder to accept, yet the evidence was right before their eyes.
A human was fighting evenly with Thor, who had unleashed his full divine might.
In this state, Thor could effortlessly annihilate nearly any god present—which meant this human could likely do the same.
The realization made some gods break out in cold sweat, recalling how they'd insulted this Conqueror earlier and now feared retaliation.
"Can humans really be this powerful?"
"Then... maybe we can win!"
"Humans surpassing gods!"
"The Feather's Divine Valor, Unmatched Through the Ages—he truly lives up to it!"
The human spectators erupted in cheers, celebrating the hero who represented mankind's future.
"Second Brother, do you think he can win?"
The question came from Liu Xuande, addressing none other than Guan Yu.
This "second brother" wasn't summoned from history as a mere spectator like him—instead, Guan Yu had ascended to godhood and now attended as an Eastern deity.
Thus, his younger brother knew far more hidden truths than he did.
"It's hard to say..."
As he spoke, Guan Yu couldn't be certain.
It wasn't that he lacked faith in Xiang Yu. Having crossed paths and blades with him before, he knew his strength well—ordinary gods stood no chance.
Yet the Thor before them was no ordinary foe, but a terrifyingly formidable opponent.
Victory remained impossible to predict.
Had a certain someone been the one fighting, he'd have bet on their victory without hesitation.
That individual was the stuff of legends—someone who'd essentially created mythology itself.
"Sister Brunhilde, it looks like he might win!"
Göll, who had nearly despaired earlier, now burned with excitement.
Not only had Lord Thor been hiding his true power all along, but the current Conqueror Xiang Yu was matching him blow for blow.
It defied belief.
Yet one thing puzzled her—Randgriz seemed sidelined now.
Did this mean Xiang Yu wasn't borrowing Randgriz's power at all?
If not... how could he rival Lord Thor?
What exactly was happening?
Could this Conqueror Xiang Yu from history also be no ordinary human, but someone extraordinary like King Gilgamesh or King Solomon?
And according to the history Göll knew, this immensely powerful figure had ultimately lost to Liu Bang, committing suicide by the riverbank?
That would make Han King Liu Bang—the man who defeated Conqueror Xiang Yu—someone of unimaginable strength.
Wait, that might not necessarily be the case. Perhaps the history she knows differs from the actual historical events.
Just like King Gilgamesh, the recorded history differs from the true history.
"Hmm."
Brunhilde also responded in a cheerful mood.
Who would have thought that so-called artificial humans could be this powerful?
If such artificial humans could be mass-produced, it wouldn't be the gods judging humanity anymore—it would be humanity judging the gods.
Of course, she didn't believe artificial humans of this caliber could be mass-produced either.
As for the truth about Xiang Yu's current physical condition, it seemed most gods couldn't discern anything, but chief gods like Zeus had probably noticed something.
"Oh?"
Zeus from Greek mythology suddenly raised his right eyebrow.
The human named Xiang Yu—his current body was not that of a human.
Through his opponent's eyes, Zeus saw something akin to artificial electronic eyes crafted by humans.
If that was the case, then this entire body must be an artificially created homunculus?
Could such a body have been made in that era?
Hmm, it seems they could create so-called puppets, but were they powerful enough to reach this level?
Did the gods from that side provide support?
Come to think of it, it was a bit strange—none of the heavyweight gods from that side had made an appearance.
Never mind. It wasn't worth overthinking. Whether or not the gods from that side were assisting or cheating in some way, the one who appeared was undeniably human.
After all, the rules set in place were verified by the root of the universe—the thirteen representatives summoned for humanity had to be human.
If they were born as gods, their participation would trigger the rules and reveal their divine nature to everyone.
At that moment, a new shift occurred in the white-hot battle on the arena, making everyone hold their breath as they watched.
It seemed the outcome was about to be decided...
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