The Rise Of A Porter

'I'm sure my body is in terrible condition after that attack.' Arnold thought to himself as he and Hercules locked eyes with each other, 'But since I can not feel any pain, it is easier for me to focus on the fight rather than my injuries.'

Arnold quickly checked his stats to make sure it was fine to continue fighting against that ape of a god.

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NAME: Arnold Ling

TITLE : [Crouching figure], [Extraordinary figure], [Perfectionist] (+5)

LEVEL: 201

Current EXP in storage: 469,864,596

EXP required to level up: 1,500,000

RANK: Cosmic S

SPECIAL SKILL : [DEVIL'S RAGE]

Personal details and stats :

HP: 20132/30138

MANA: 23012/50337

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'As I expected. My HP didn't go down by much but my mana has been halved. But wait for a second... This could work!'

Arnold might have wanted to check his stats when he opened the status plate. But he was soon hit with another idea to put an end to Hercules. An idea which no longer required him to waste any god slaying bullets on Hercules. In fact, he wouldn't even need to kill Hercules himself now. If his plan worked, he would be able to kill two birds with one stone.

Earlier he had intended to use the sniper rifle to kill Hercules while he was in his godly state. But that was no longer needed as Hercules had powered down by quite a few levels. Arnold used the probe skill on Hercules once again just to make sure that his hunch was right on point and it was. Hercules was back to being a demigod and had a lower level than Arnold which meant...

'The cardinal's sin would be effective on him now!'

Things had finally started to look good for Arnold. The only problem was, he would have to say those dreadful words in front of the world. Only then will his summons kill the god as per his command. But if he said those demeaning words in front of everyone, the image he has created for himself would be destroyed in mere moments. He can't allow that to happen. No one shall know of his degenerate side! Arnold looked at the people who were still holding onto their cameras as if their life depended on them.

"Switch those cameras off before I break them into pieces," Arnold warned the S rank warriors who were all pointing their cameras at him.

The warriors started looking at each other with perplexed eyes. They were supposed to telecast the entire battle to the world as they were desperate to know about the end result of the battle. But now they were being told to switch them off. They didn't want to anger Deathless nor did they want to upset the people watching the battle. They did not know what they should have done. Well, Arnold being the kind and gentle soul he was, got them out of their dilemma by shooting the cameras down.

"Now, stay back- Nicole DON'T!" Arnold yelled at her to stop but Nicole was having none of it. 

While this drama was happening, Nicole decided to end the battle herself. Arnold might have been acting all heroic in front of them but she knew there was no way in hell, he could be unscathed from Hercules' attack. Also, she didn't want Arnold to burden himself more than he absolutely had to.

But what she didn't know was that because of the Guardian angel's presence on the battlefield, everyone who had Shadow affinity had been nerfed. Her mana and HP both had been halved. As well as the cooldown of her skills had been increased by twice what they used to be.

Hercules saw Arnold lose his crap over this woman and thus welcomed her with open arms. This woman was going to be his getaway plan. Nicole used her ability to blow Hercules' head off, but instead, she only managed to graze his shoulder. She wanted to try again but she got a notification stating that the skill was on cooldown.

After realising what was going on, she tried to turn away. But it was too late as Hercules grabbed her by the neck and started laughing like the maniac he was.

"HAHA! Listen up, Mortal!" Hercules bellowed, "You will now allow me a safe passage to Olympus or I shall snap her twig of a neck!"

Nicole once again tried to sever his arm by using her ability, but all she could do was deal a shallow wound to him. This enraged Hercules and he slammed his head on hers, knocking her out. He then turned around to watch the look on Arnold's face as his grip got tighter around Nicole's neck. But as he did, his face turned pale. Arnold wasn't standing on top of the hill anymore but was right in front of him.

Arnold's eyes were blazing with unadulterated rage in them. Nicole's head was bleeding profusely. This made Arnold even madder. Just the look in his eyes sent shiver's down Hercules' spine. Everyone around them slowly backed away. None of them wanted to be consumed with Arnold's anger.

Hercules wanted to stay fearless and face Arnold head-on. But his body had a plan of its own and his legs began shaking. His hands became too weak to hold on to Nicole any longer. A moment passed and Nicole was on the ground, still unconscious but the mark of Hercules' head had been imprinted on her. Hercules knew he messed up big time... Even Zeus' anger was nothing in front of what he was seeing in Arnold's eyes.

"That... was the last mistake of your pathetic life," Arnold mumbled in cold fury, "On this day, I pronounce you dead!"

Before Hercules could even do anything, Arnold swiftly ripped his remaining arm before throwing a right hook straight to his face. The following moment, Hercules, the god of strength and valour, was seen flying off to the far end of the island. 

"Alice, treat her wounds. I'll be back in a moment." Arnold mumbled before hopping on Scylla's back and chasing after Hercules. 

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