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Chapter 130 The Fallen Hero

To die.

Aegeus looked up at the sky, his pupils reflecting the sun, and fell into despair. Considering Akhtar's current state of being driven crazy, he was probably so angry that he would implicate the Kingdom of Fenrir and wanted to burn everything to ashes.

"Tick!" The sweat beads on the forehead dripped down the cheeks onto the stone slabs on the ground and instantly evaporated into white smoke.

When the sun falls to the ground, it will be enough to burn the entire royal city in an instant.

despair.

Powerless.

confused.

The residents of the Kingdom of Fenrir all looked up at the sun in the sky and fell into... confusion.

It's too late to escape.

"God, please save us!" Someone cried out for help, and now only the arrival of God can save them.

otherwise.

"Ha~ Don't worry, I'll send you to see them right away." A hearty male voice came, and a man jumped high, clenched his right arm into a fist, and the exposed blue veins looked like swimming green snakes.

Then, a shocking scene occurred.

The sun is about to set over the royal city.

With a man punching the sun.

"Boom!" The moment the fist collided with the sun, the falling sun was pierced through, and flames spread all over the sky, sweeping in all directions.

The sky was dyed red at this moment.

"Hercules?"

Aegeus in the palace recognized the man who punched the sun and fell into deeper despair. In the past, there was a hero who went through the twelve tests of the gods and became a hero that attracted worldwide attention. Unfortunately, he suddenly went mad and killed his children and wife with his own hands, and then disappeared.

Very sad story.

However, as a king, Aegeus knew that Hercules, who was hailed as a hero, had joined the Church of Twilight and became a de facto high-ranking official of the Church.

Such a being descended upon the Fenrir Kingdom and was to engage in a fierce battle with Akhtar.

Then there would be no reason for the Kingdom of Fenrir to survive.

And at the same time.

Outside the Land of Fenrir, a tall red-haired woman, tightly gripped the long sword in her hand, pushed the ground hard with both feet, and shot out like a bullet. The blade then cut through the air and slashed towards Hercules who was about to fall.

Their eyes met, their pupils reflected each other's features, and then they collided without hesitation.

Fists and long swords.

Demons and witches.

"Boom!" The roar shook the earth and the sky. The spreading shock wave caused many buildings in the Fenrir Kingdom to collapse, resulting in many people being buried alive.

But fortunately, the knife was worth it.

Hercules was knocked away by the sudden knife, and his body flew backwards and disappeared in the territory of Fenrir Kingdom. There was no need to worry about him fighting a life-and-death battle with Akhtar.

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Blood flowed down his arm and dripped onto the white snow. Hercules crossed his arm with one hand and looked at Mist who was walking towards him with a generous smile: "Is this the power of the Witch of Disorder?"

He squeezed his healed arm.

"You're...really strong."

"..." Misty did not respond, but raised the long sword in her hand coldly. She wanted to kill Hercules quickly and rush back to help Akhtar.

"You are also a person like me who has the power of the 'other' in your body." Hercules grinned, squatted down and put his hand into the ground, then pulled it out suddenly, and a stone axe appeared.

This is the power of mastering density. Even the soil that can be found everywhere can be formed into an extremely strong material under his power.

"I used to think that the power of "the Other" was nothing more than following the path of the powerful in the past, but then I realized... something was wrong."

The stone axe was swung lightly, and its density changed, turning into a powerful shock wave, but it was chopped apart by Mist's sword.

But Hercules did not stop talking and continued:
"We are just test subjects for the witch to try and revive the demons and witches of the past. You have also met that woman, right?"

no answer.

Misty had already swung the long sword in her hand. She had no interest in discussing with Hercules and only wanted to kill Hercules as soon as possible.

In this regard, Hercules had no choice but to accept the challenge. He originally wanted to discuss the identity of the woman with Mister, who was of the same kind.

But now we can only focus on fighting.

The long sword and the axe clashed, two strong men who surpassed the limits of human beings, their speed was faster than the sound, and the mere movement made the air wail.

At the first clash, the thick snow was blown away.

The second collision tore the earth apart by the shock wave.

In the third confrontation, the battlefield was left in a vacuum.

Apart from the two strongest men who surpassed the peak of human beings, even the air could not get close. The power from disorder and density made the physical laws of the battlefield begin to become weird.

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at the same time.

In the kingdom of Fenrir.

square.

"Ahhh, help!" Everywhere you look, there are burning corpses. The living people who were not yet dead were struggling in pain on the ground, letting out wailings that made people feel creepy.

But the instigator remained unmoved.

Ximu looked at the nun's fair neck and lifted her up high, his cold eyes seemed to be burning with crazy flames.

This man is going crazy.

The nun tried hard to pry the hands that were pinching her neck, and shed tears of pain, but also mixed with joy. She knew that the hero Akhtar had begun to collapse inside and was about to be completely infected by the ashes.

"Akhtar, you have fallen too." The corners of her mouth curled up in a happy arc, and she didn't care at all that she was about to be killed.

"You never implicated innocent people before."

"It doesn't matter anymore." Ximu pinched the nun's hand with increasing force, his pupils burning with madness. "In the future, I will find a way to kill all the Dusk followers, including the fire giant Surtur."

His body surface began to turn red, as if it had turned into charcoal.

"You all die." As soon as he finished speaking, a blazing flame of destruction burst out from his palms and fingers, burning the nun to ashes.

Then he clasped his hands together, and the shadow behind him began to extend, revealing Miss Black Knife and another self, and then the three of them started killing in different directions.

Perhaps in order to make the disguise more realistic and prevent him from suspecting that Leticia was in disguise, the Church of Dusk sent a large number of believers to the Kingdom of Fenrir.

"Boom!" The blazing flames were like a river bursting its dam, pouring into the alley. Several Dusk believers who had no time to escape were swept in and turned into ashes in an instant.

And right in the sea of ​​fire.

"Akhtar, you... are crazy." The red-haired dwarf walked out with a serious expression. Looking at Akhtar who had no scruples anymore, he began to have a headache.

Now this unscrupulous man is very difficult to threaten, and he has a high degree of hostility towards the Dusk believers.

In this regard.

"I'm very calm." Ximu raised his hand to lift the black hair on his forehead, and flames overflowed from between his teeth. When the red-haired dwarf pounced to the side, the hot dragon breath pierced through and penetrated the Royal City of Fenrir.

"That's not necessarily true." A frivolous male voice came, and Machirizor came over from the side with a provocative smile.

"But we can send you to see Leticia."

He turned his head and looked not far away.

"Right." As the question was raised, the bricks and stones on the ground began to shake, as if they were collapsing, and the lava giant drilled out.

"Since we can't complete the transaction, we can only rob." The red-haired dwarf who avoided the dragon's breath also came over and surrounded Akhtar together with Machirizor and the lava giant.

"As a hero, you should not be afraid of the siege from us cultists." Machirizor laughed, and the shadow behind him extended and turned into a huge door, and summoned creatures walked out one by one.

"We are the ones besieging you." Ximu sneered, and launched an attack together with his clone and Miss Black Knife who had rushed back.

Outside the Fenrir King City. "It looks like I'm going to die again." Suna muttered softly. Given Akhtar's current mental state, if she didn't die and return, Akhtar would probably turn into another moving disaster, making the already bad situation even worse.

In response to this, the Red Dragon King beside him showed an interested look: "She is going to die again. Isn't this the first time Her Highness the Saint has died?"

"That's right." Suna said in self-abandonment, raising her fair neck, "Come... kill me."

She explained.

"After I die, I can go back to 24 hours ago."

"I see." The Red Dragon King suddenly realized and hammered his palm, saying, "But if you return after death, you will also pay a price, right?"

He offered his advice sincerely.

"Do you want to try to persuade Akhtar, maybe you can calm him down?"

"It's too late." Suna twitched her lips and pointed at Fenrir City. "Akhtar knows my ability. Once he kills the top leaders of the Dusk Followers, he will definitely come and kill me too."

She doesn't want to reveal her abilities because some people will use her as a regret pill and want to kill her in order to make up for some regrets.

And considering Akhtar’s current state, he will definitely find a way to kill her and change the past.

"How do you know if you don't try?" The Red Dragon King advised, "What if Akhtar and Leticia's relationship isn't that good?"

Suna shook her head and said, "After causing so much carnage, there is no way Akhtar can turn back."

"How is that possible?" Waving his hands, the Red Dragon King explained casually, "Public opinion is easy to manipulate. Afterwards, we just need to put the blame on the Twilight Cultists and say that Akhtar tried his best to save the residents of the Kingdom of Fenrir, but it was too late."

He spoke the cold, hard truth.

"Afterwards, everyone will only admire Akhtar more and thank him even more."

Su Na: "..."

"Have you forgotten Akhtar's teacher?" The Red Dragon King touched his chin, thinking that Suna did not understand what he meant.

"People are very easily deceived. As long as Hecate is willing to help and guide the bards to make up false stories, Akhtar will still be a hero. Even if Akhtar does bad things, people will still regard Akhtar as a hero."

He spoke jokingly.

"Now, Akhtar has two powerful countries standing behind him, with sufficient resources to support him. Even if he raped the princess of Fenrir, it can be said that they were in love afterwards."

“Even if the princess of Fenrir comes out to refute, she can say that seduction failed and slander Akhtar instead.”

"So don't worry that Akhtar will lose his reputation as a hero."

Su Na: "..."

Although she wanted to deny it very much, she knew it was the fact. As long as she acted cleanly, all the stains on Akhtar could be wiped out later.

Sometimes it reaches a point where even if Akhtar doesn’t care about being a hero, there will be people who will defend Akhtar.

Akhtar is shrouded in a sacred halo.

Just like an incompetent king is often interpreted by the people as the king being deceived by treacherous ministers, causing the country to start to deteriorate, and the country will get better as long as the treacherous ministers are eliminated.

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...

"What--!"

The red-haired dwarf's eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets as he watched Akhtar grab his cheek with his bare hands and then smash him heavily to the ground.

The spreading impact caused the ground to sink into a large pit.

"You... are very weak." Akhtar said softly, and hot flames burst out from his palm, covering the red-haired dwarf's head.

When he pulled his hand back, the red-haired dwarf had turned into a headless corpse.

He then turned his gaze towards Machirizzor who was summoning monsters not far away, and gave a malicious smile.

The two sides' sight lines overlapped.

Machirizor was silent for a moment, then turned and ran without hesitation. It seemed that he had underestimated Akhtar's strength... no, he had overestimated the strength of the red-haired dwarf.

"Lava Giant, help me stop him!" He raised his hand and shouted, asking for help from the Lava Giant who was besieged by Miss Black Knife and her clone.

But in a flash, he found Akhtar turning into starlight and appearing in front of him.

Their faces were almost touching, and one could clearly see the flames coming out of Akhtar's teeth and the madness burning in his eyes.

Summoners shouldn't be on the battlefield.

This was Machirizzor's last thought, and then he was covered in the face by the dragon's breath, which burned his head off, and he fell to the ground as a headless corpse.

"Don't run away. I'll give you a chance." Ximu turned around, took out the prototype sword of light, and inserted it directly at his feet.

He grinned at the lava giant and said:
"If you can survive for thirty minutes, you can take the prototype Sword of Light away with you."

"If I lie to you, I will lose the favor of the goddess of life."

The lava giant hesitated, looked at Akhtar's vicious smile, thought about the pros and cons, and gave up the idea of ​​strategic transfer.

Although he was not in a place with magma, he still had a good level of immortality, so he should have no problem holding on for thirty minutes.

Furthermore, Lord Hercules should be able to resolve the battle soon and return to provide assistance within thirty minutes.

It’s not difficult to get the Sword of Light back.

……

...

Twenty minutes later.

Lava Giant…die.

Ximu pulled out the sword of death that had pierced the lava giant's forehead, then rushed out of the city and found Hercules who was fighting with Misty.

Observed the battlefield.

He and his clone went in different directions and hid, silently waiting for the opportunity, until Hercules was cut in the chest by Misty and took a few steps back.

The Sword of Light is released.

One on the left and one on the right, they slashed across each other, and the surging torrent of light hit Hercules accurately at a speed that was almost impossible to dodge.

Looking from the sky, only two crisscrossing canyons were left on the earth, and Hercules, who was already weak and affected by the power of disorder, died.

Clang.

The Sword of Light drops.

The figures of the clone and Miss Black Knife disappeared on the spot, and Ximu also lost his balance and fell backwards.

However, what he touched was not the hard ground, but a tall and soft body.

"Are you okay?" Misty lowered her head, looked at Akhtar lying in her arms, and said softly:

"Need a break?"

"It's okay." Ximu rested his head on two soft mountains and said weakly, "Mist, I want to ask you a favor."

"Yes." Misty agreed without hesitation. Except for Akhtar asking her to kill her brother, she was willing to agree to any request.

"Help me kill the Saint of Fate, Suna." Ximu made the request, and Mist was just stunned for a moment, then smiled gently and said:
"Okay, I'll kill her now." After saying that, she picked up Akhtar and left the battlefield.

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after a while.

Outside Fenrir's City.

"You're back?" Suna smiled as she looked at Misty holding Akhtar and walking towards her. Given Akhtar's current condition, it was probably impossible to kill her, so there was still room for communication.

In response, Misty simply nodded slightly, then put Akhtar down, gently letting him lean against a tree.

Then he turned his gaze to Suna and said:

"I'm sorry, Miss Suna."

"Huh?" Suna was stunned for a moment, and then she felt a chill on her neck. As her consciousness began to fade, her head fell towards the ground.

She was killed again...

(End of this chapter)