Hector’s Ultimate Skill—Throwing

The relationships among the gods were extremely complex,

When you get close to one god, you might attract the hostility of that god's enemies.

And in many instances, in a bad mood, even your own patron god could suddenly decide, to punish you or even send you to hell without warning.

Isn't Troy the best example of this!

A nation that had power and strong connections and was backed by the king of the gods, Zeus.

But when your backer decides to bring you down, there's no escape…

With the goal of making Night into a hero, even if only teaching the basics, Hector was very strict with Night, which was exactly what he wanted.

Even without aiming to become a hero, for Night, becoming as strong as possible was a natural goal, and refining his skills to perfection was never too much.

So he trained with the strictest standards!

Thus—

[ Time flew by, like a fleeting moment, very soon—during the journey from Troy to Thebes, you learned the basic techniques of using spears, shields, swords, and bows from Hector.

Given the limited time, conditions, and energy, you focused on mastering the spear;

After all, you knew this was Hector's specialty, and it was said that Hector's throwing technique nearly broke through Ajax's shield, which was as thick as seven walls,

something you were very interested in.

In crucial moments, this could serve as a special move.

You asked Hector about the techniques of throwing and the latter taught you everything without reservation.]

"Speaking of throwing... you need to focus on exerting force, unifying your body, energy, and spirit into one, concentrating it at a single point, and releasing a strike with such precision and power that it could tear the earth itself."

As Hector finished speaking, an image flashed in Night's mind, the terrifying scene he witnessed the first time he saw the legendary demigod hero, Achilles, throw a spear on the battlefield.

Though Achilles seemingly tossed the spear casually, the resulting vortex easily plowed through the ground, creating a long trench,

and the fate of any flesh and blood standing in the path of this shooting star was evident.

Their blood had already splattered across the land.

Undoubtedly, this was an explosive technique, characterized by high impact and high damage, but it had the drawback of needing to retrieve the weapon afterward, making it a move that required precise timing and couldn't be used frequently.

"To master throwing, merely listening to my explanation is not enough,

so— let me show you firsthand!"

In the forest, the accompanying knights were resting by a campfire not far away, while Hector was personally instructing Night.

Both of them had extraordinary mental strength, using their rest time for teaching and training didn't exhaust them much.

Hector stood up, grabbed his spear and walked forward, his sharp eyes fixing on a large tree in the distance.

He said, "Watch closely, I'll demonstrate only once!"

Night nodded, focusing intently on Hector: "Understood!"

His gaze locked onto Hector's joints and muscles, and in the next moment,

Hector assumed a stance, at which point a strong sense of danger surged through Night, making his hairs stand on end.

Even though he wasn't directly facing Hector, just being nearby made him feel an urge to retreat.

A crisp sound of bones cracking filled the air, as Hector tightly gripped his spear and adjusted his breathing.

The entire forest seemed to fall silent with the rhythm of his breaths,

and then— at the moment when body, energy, and spirit aligned perfectly,

boom~!!

he moved,

Hector let out a fierce shout, the spear flew like lightning, like thunder tearing through the sky~!!!

When it landed far away, it pierced through one tree after another,

swish, swish, swish~!!

The divine spear flew through the trunks of countless trees like lightning, and those trees exploded on the spot, turning into countless splinters scattered in the air.

The speed was so fast that the human eye could hardly capture it,

but imagining it, one could see how terrifying this spear would be on the battlefield.

It was like a walking natural disaster!

When he threw it, before people could react, by the time they did,

that fearsome spear, like the thunderous wrath of Zeus, had already landed in front of the enemy's chest.

Who could withstand such a matchless strike?

After shattering countless trees, the spear finally stopped.

The ground, as if swept by a tornado, formed a deep trench.

Hector's perfectly executed strike, even more formidable than Achilles's hasty spear throw that day, was awe-inspiring.

Exhaling deeply,

Night's widened eyes were filled with deep shock.

He had thought that Achilles's godly spear, thrown like a meteor, was already incredibly powerful.

It seemed almost superhuman, like an iron dragon.

Was the demigod's bloodline truly that powerful?

He had attributed such incredible strength to the demigod lineage.

But now, a mortal hero like Hector

showed a strength that was not at all inferior to Achilles's, perhaps even slightly surpassing it.

Of course—

Hector had built up his strength, adjusting his state to perfection before throwing.

Achilles at full power might not lose…

But regardless, Hector had undeniably shown his formidable capabilities.

No wonder, in the future, he dared to challenge Achilles, seeking his weakness.

If he were any weaker, unable to match Achilles's strength, he would have been easily defeated.

[Mortals who train their martial skills and bodies to the extreme can also attain the stature of true heroes;

The humans of the Greek mythological era, while not as god-like as the golden race of early legends, still harbored immense potential within their bodies.

Through relentless training and life-and-death battles, some used adversity as a whetstone, progressing with unstoppable momentum to become heroes.

From Hector, you witnessed an astonishing throwing technique,

observing up close his stance, grip, and the integration of his breath,

the unification of body, energy, and spirit, culminating in that earth-shattering throw.

Your powerful mental strength vaguely comprehended something,

seemingly glimpsing a way to convert life force into power.

The stronger the body, the more abundant the life force.

By converting this latent energy within the human body into power through special techniques, one can perform extraordinary martial skills.

You gradually understood the essence of this power.

You hypothesized that the mages of ancient times probably derived their magical power through the conversion of life force.

In many of the worlds you are familiar with, mana (magical power) is indeed often linked to life force.]