I don't like the gods, I want to be a hero

"Boom!!!"

As if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, a horrifying dull sound came from the earth, and then, the creative power from the hands of the Titan King rose from the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

The sound of the earth cracking was continuous, and with Serius as the center, the crimson creative power spewed out, and instantly turned into a mysterious coffin of death, wrapping all the zombies in it...

Chapter 11 The Hole Card of the Undead

Bang bang bang! ! !

The crimson power bursting out from the ground, the moment it touched the air, it quickly turned from virtual to real, turning into a coffin of death engraved with Osiris' god pattern, accurately capturing every zombie in the outer city, and killing them one by one. firmly isolated in an independent space.

In an instant, the densely packed crimson coffins replaced the horrifying horror of corpses before. From then on, only Serius and the skeleton undead who confronted them remained in the huge outer city.

"This... what is this!"

Obviously, the body of an undead will not have the physiological reaction of a living being, but Keno still rubbed his eyes in disbelief, as if there was something wrong with his vision, which caused him to see the "illusion" that just happened in front of him generally.

What a shocking scene that was, thousands of coffins of death rose from the ground one after another, and continued to spread and spread away into the distance.

If it is viewed from the sky, it will probably be an even more spectacular scene.

The coffin of death surged like a sea wave, and a long crimson wall rose everywhere it swept.

Holding a crook and a rice seedling-style flail, the sacred engraving of the serpent of chaos around the body shines with the light of 'hope' on the coffin of death, as if to indicate that these pathetic people who have been transformed into undead have With a bright future in general.

"Does... actually have such an ability?"

Just like the red-eyed girl, even the well-informed skeletal undead were terrified by the miraculous sight before them, and even the eyes of the soul, which should not be changed, faintly widened a little.

If it wasn't for the spirit of the undead that forced him to hold the orb high and continue to absorb huge negative energy to use his last trump card, he might have lost control of his physiology like a human being and sat on the ground.

"What level of magic is that? Is it the eighth level?" The voice of the skeletal undead was full of unspeakable fear.

"No!"

The Skeleton Undead directly dismissed his deduction. Although he himself was only a junior night wizard who could cast sixth-level magic, with the help of the orb in his hand, he could barely cast seventh-level magic and the weakening of higher-level magic. Version.

In addition, the organization he belongs to - [Body of the Abyss] has the relationship with the night archmage who casts the eighth rank, so he has seen the power of the eighth rank magic.

But even the eighth-level magic is far less than one-third of the magic formula used by the person in front of him in terms of power and magic power.

"That is to say..." the skeletal undead opened his mouth, the excitement and fear in his heart made his bones, which were slightly yellow due to the erosion of time, turn a little white.

"Is it the ninth-level magic that is only mentioned in the mouths of the councilors, and which is said to be able to directly compete with the original magic of the dragon kings?"

This guy was once rewarded by the high-ranking night mages in [Body of the Abyss] because of an accidental discovery.

The orb in his hand was the reward for that commendation, and it was a high-level magic item that could forcibly perform magic by leapfrogging by accumulating negative energy.

And the legendary ninth-level magic was inadvertently learned from a congressman's exclamation that "magic may have a ninth level" during the magic exchange at that time.

"That's right...that's right, exactly...as it should be..."

The skeletal undead tremblingly looked at the death hall that drowned the earth, and after noticing the 'sacred' on the coffin board, he was even more excited to speak incoherently. If he still had such a thing as a heart, he must have jumped It pops out of your mouth so fast.

But with a flash of quiet green light, the spirit of the skeleton undead returned to calm again as if suppressed.

"Is that the god? Has the ninth-level magic reached the realm of the god?"

"Just seeing the engraved pattern, you know it's a god?" Seleus tilted his head curiously. "Is there a god in this world?"

Obviously the main body didn't notice anything.

"As an existence capable of casting ninth-level magic, haven't even you found a god?"

"To be honest, I don't know exactly what kind of connection the ninth-level magic you are talking about has with the gods, but it is indeed transformed by the divine power from Hades."

Noticing the change in the title of the skeletal undead, Serius raised his eyebrows inexplicably.

"In addition, a guy like you should be able to understand the fact that I will not let you go no matter what, so don't think that a change in attitude can save your life."

"You are really humble. I was fortunate enough to see the power of the eighth-level magic, and the magic you just cast has a power far beyond it. It is undoubtedly the legendary ninth-level magic. Rank magic!"

Because of holding the orb high, the skeletal undead who changed his attitude could only express his respect by simply putting his other hand on his heart.

Although no matter how you look at it, a huge skeleton with its head upright, one hand raised high, and the other hand across its chest is very funny.

'That's just because there are only that number of undead in the entire outer city. 'Selius shook his head, deciding not to waste time on this topic of disagreement due to differences in perception.

"It's up to you, anyway, no matter what you say, you will be rested in peace today... However, because of your respect for me and Lord Osiris, I can let you choose your own way of death."

Saying so, Serius raised his right hand slightly, and the fiery crimson flame jumped up, illuminating the entire sky like the sun.

"How about being completely purified by such a flame? Or, are you going to try other types of power?"

Keno, who was hiding behind Serius, tightly wrapped the inferior cloak around her body with some unease. Even if she was not directly irradiated by the light of the flame, she still felt a dull pain as if the needle was pressed against her skin, and the body of the undead So keep trembling.

"Fortunately, Lord Serius covered everyone with those coffins in advance, otherwise..." Keno thought with some joy.

"Is there actually a power equal to this?" Feeling the flames of the sun that seemed to burn everything in the world, and the black energy that was constantly rising from being 'purified', the skeleton undead His spirit 'calmed' down again.

"Are you really a benevolent lord, have you seen my sad wish and intend to grant it before death comes?" The skeleton undead's voice became more respectful, but he still shook his head resolutely and refused.

"Although it sounds very fascinating to usher in death under the 'embrace' of extreme magic, in this case, please let me resist without knowing what to do."

"Oh?!" Serius blinked.

"In this case, are you confident that you have enough cards to fight against me? Or do you want to survive anyway? I don't think a guy like you will be the latter."

"Thanks to the time you gave me, my lord, I have collected enough negative energy." The Skeleton Undead's voice was still respectful, but there was an undisguised joy in it.

"Boom!"

Following the voice of the skeletal undead, the black orb he held up high made a powerful beating sound as if it had a heartbeat, and suddenly a faint, but not negligible, light of darkness flickered.

'I feel like things are getting complicated. '

Serius, who frowned slightly, was about to take action, but suddenly there was a violent vibration under the ground where he was, as if something was rushing madly from the ground.

Out of consideration for Keno's safety, Seleus stepped forward and jumped with the girl behind him.

And at the same time that Seleus jumped up, the huge object that rose from the ground viciously passed over the bodies of the two of them, and smashed heavily on the ground with terrifying coercion...

Chapter 12 What is the traditional performing arts of crown magicians?

"That's... dragon claw?"

Holding the petite girl in his arms, Seleus, who was floating in the sky with his own might, frowned.

Although there is no protection of scales, and even the skin and fascia have been eroded away, but the peculiar structure of claws and teeth is undoubtedly the unique feature of the giant beast like a natural disaster - the dragon.

"Exactly!" The cheerful laughter of the skeleton undead resounded all around. "As expected of an adult, you can recognize such corpses with just one glance."

"It seems that during your growth, you were often harassed by these disgusting guys."

"The so-called growth is really a nostalgic scene." Serius sighed, rubbing his chin with the palm of the girl's neck.

"If you think about it now, my people... um~~~ Two of the three great changes in life have to do with dragons."

After being picked up by Hades, the king of the underworld, until he was six years old, the modern traveler was reborn in a real sense, and completely transformed into the son of Hades, 'Selius'.

In order for Jason to pass the final test of guarding the Golden Fleece, Athena asked Seleus to join the Argonaut expedition with her previous help. Existence entered the vision of the gods as a 'hero'.

As for the end, it was the decisive battle with Nidhogg, the demon dragon of despair. Since then, he, who has carried the despair of the whole world and symbolized the fire of "hope", gradually began to transform into a beast of despair.

'Really, after living for a long time, I can't help but recall the past. '

Serius shook his head, and completely dissipated the phantom called 'Past' that appeared in front of him, and then he cast his gaze on the skeletal undead who looked up at him.

"Are you still dizzy because of fear after all? Do you think a rotten dragon corpse can fight me head-on?"

"As a magic caster, you, who can cast ninth-level magic, are simply beliefs for us...no, an existence comparable to a god."

The skeletal undead's eyes and voice made of blood condensed contained sincere praise and respect, and Seleus could even 'see' a trace of inextricable fanaticism from that skull face.

"But a pure magic caster has its limits. This is why we formed an organization and are keen to recover the servants."

"so...?"

"Magic represents the origin of the world, and a high-level magic caster, that is, an existence like you, my lord, has the power of everything. But if you lose your magic power, how can you protect yourself?"

"Lost the power of magic?" Seleus tilted his head in doubt, and then, as if he thought of something interesting, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"That is to say, your hole card can make me lose my magic power...I can understand that, right."

"hey-hey."

Even if there is no flesh and blood to outline, the skeleton undead show is undoubtedly proud, like the smile of a middle school student who found the original question in an important exam.

Magic casters possess powerful power, but these powers all rely on magic itself without exception. As long as they encounter enemies that cannot be defeated by magic, they will lose all resistance like wild animals that have been stripped of their minions.

"Exactly! Exactly! Please allow me to solemnly introduce to you, the theory put forward by me, jointly produced by all members of parliament, the ultimate killer of magic casters——Enhanced Armor Bone Dragon!"

"Boom--"

Amidst the violent vibrations, a huge head was pulled up from the ground, followed by a slender one, which was more reminiscent of the huge bone body of a cat than a similarly shaped lizard.

At this moment, the legendary undead whose eyes are burning with blue flames, the existence that makes the surrounding air dirty and full of negative energy just by its existence - Bone Dragon, come on.

"This is..." Seleus tilted his head in doubt as he watched the huge bone dragon roaring continuously below him. "The ultimate killer of magic casters in your mouth?"

If it was just a normal bone dragon, even Serius, who had highly poisonous carrion or items within the normal range, would not be surprised.

But if it is a "bone costume" bone dragon wearing an armor composed of countless bones, which looks like a clown wearing a poor-quality clown mask, it would be much more ridiculous and ridiculous, even the well-informed Seleus would not Being touched to the blind spot of knowledge and falling into a sluggishness.

"Just like people will turn into undead such as skeletons and zombies after death, so-called bone dragons are undead transformed from dead dragons. This is common sense recognized by all undead magicians."

The skeletal undead who had been attracted by the ace that responded to the call did not notice Serius' expression, but introduced his pride in a tone that was so excited that it was almost cheering.

"But I don't agree with this kind of common sense - since it is the trump card of the undead, it must be created by the undead."

"With this in mind, I started to research continuously, and successfully completed my own research with the help of the negative energy and materials produced by the massacre of a small city—a truly immortal city composed entirely of the deaths of countless living beings. dragon."

"Roar--!!!"

As if aware of his boasting, the huge undead dragon roared to the sky, and the air couldn't help trembling because of the power in the roar.

"Although the frontal combat power of the bone dragon made by this method depends entirely on its material, the resentment of countless creatures before death has formed a special position for it, giving it the ability to resist the seventh-level dragon." Absolute resistance to all magic, including magic."

"Wait a minute." Facing the skeletal undead who was getting more and more enthusiastic, Serius, who noticed the various crimes he had committed, interrupted him coldly.

"You also said that it is absolute immunity to magic of the seventh rank and below. Do you think this is useful for me?"

"If it's just a simple undead dragon, it will naturally not be able to resist your ninth-level magic, but this is only an enhanced version jointly created by all the councilors after I reported the research results."

"You have also seen that this is a desperate existence based on a powerful bone dragon, and then I use my method to add a layer of undead Kai." Emotions.

"The power produced by the addition of the two is far from as simple as imagined. At least the eighth-level magic of the councilors has no effect at all, and according to the law of increasing enhancement of each level of magic, the ninth-level magic Even magic cannot break through its resistance."

"Then here comes the problem." Seleus hugged the girl in his arms a little tighter, stroking her little head trembling with fear with one hand as if comforting. "Since this skull dragon possesses such great power, how could the congressman you mentioned hand it over to you so easily?"

"Well... After all, the armor is made of ordinary bones, so it is completely restrained by the pure physics department's blows. Therefore, it can't pose a threat to those councilors who have many powerful undead servants."

The skeletal undead looked away in embarrassment, but quickly refuted without admitting defeat because of his current 'absolute advantage'.

"In short, for you, an adult who doesn't have any companions and servants nearby, the bone dragon with perfect defense against magic is definitely the nemesis."

"Really? It turned out to be restrained by a simple physical blow." Serius slowly clenched his fist, and sighed softly after feeling the familiar powerful force.

"This is exactly what I want..."

Chapter 13 The Heart of a Girl

Tear apart the earth, and accurately capture the coffins of death of all the residents of the outer city in an instant.

Then, there is the flame of the sun that can illuminate the entire night sky with just a ray of flame.

Even though he had already become an undead person without any physiological reaction, Keno could still feel a wave of excitement and fear surging towards his heart.

This is no longer a realm that can be summed up simply by titles such as magic caster, or 'hero' or 'deviant'.

That's an ability that can only be used by higher-ranking beings... yes!As mentioned by the night mage in front of me, the ninth-level magic has already set foot in the realm of gods.

yes!That's right!The existence that heard his own prayer and responded to despair is a god-like existence.

Keno was strongly convinced.

"Father, queen mother, Nasta, and everyone in the kingdom may be saved. '

Keno felt that all her efforts so far were in vain...or, it should be said that she didn't need to continue to work hard.