Those who followed the hero gave a hot shout. They faced the red army with a heat that burned their hearts.

    Swords and claws, shields and teeth clashed. Weapons tore through the wind, and the fleshy assault of red shards tore through the air.

    The footsteps of those who had received the power of protection and were not even afraid of death shook the heavens and earth, and the screams of monsters filled all directions.

    [Onslaught]. [Advance]. [Brain Advance]. [Spear Rush]. [Berserk]. [Bullet Charge]. [Emergency Evasion]. [Leap]. [Government Step]. [Fang Slash]. [Iron Wall]. [Steel Mantle]. [Burning Blood]. [Thunder Smash]. [Indestructible Diamond]. [Snow Walk]. [Dragon Spear].

    In that moment, some of the monsters’ front lines collapsed with a loud noise. It was the magic of the best sorcerer in South Korea, [Heenari].

    The warriors of one hundred men did not miss that opportunity.

    They sneak in through the gap and cause chaos. Sparks and lightning flash, and the enemy’s skin fills the pit and makes the ground sticky.

    Hong Yoon-ha, who had been using large-scale magic in succession on her body that had not fully recovered, had a slightly pale complexion.

    However, this talented shaman, who had always supported [Neulhaerang] with her excellent skills, did not lose her luster even though her general was gone.

    She took a deep breath as she floated slightly into the air, then shook her trumpet and uttered [Lion’s Roar] so loudly that the earth shook.

    “[Beware of extradimensional infection! If you are attacked, if you do not have [Detox] and [Immunity], you should quickly retreat and receive treatment!]”

    “Did you all hear that? Be careful not to get hurt!”

    “Ohhhh! It’s a battlefield! How long has it been since I’ve been on a battlefield!”

    “Shh, be quiet. Casting is cut off.”

    “Sorry… .”

    [Lightning Step]. [Star Light]. [Wind Runner]. [Mouse Fire]. [Tiger Strike]. [Lightning Strike]. [Charge]. [Advance]. [Shield Breaker]. [Battle Resurrection]. [Atomic Bomb]. [Lion Dance]. [Physical Reflection]. [Rock Breaker].

    The monsters that had been digging into the ground rose up through the ground.

    A dozen or so amorphous monsters the size of houses launch a surprise attack on the Awakened starting from their feet, spewing out red dirt.

    Those exposed to danger retreated quickly, while those who could offset the damage hardened their defenses.

    Those who took this as an opportunity to counterattack aimed for the nape of the neck, and long-range magic skills flying from here and there exploded, striking the red skin.

    “Ugh, it’s dangerous!”

    “I’ll finish them off! Cover me!”

    The monster’s red roar echoed in agony as it cut and burned flesh, but what came back to them was the warriors’ finishing blows as their main skill’s cooldown returned.

    The weapon flashed a few times, and the powerful demon slowly leaned over and fell with a final whimper.

    “Ugh! Someone help me here! This guy got bitten!”

    “Hold on a little longer! It’ll be there soon!”

    “Get out of the way! We’re evacuating the patient!”

    “If you are injured, come here! Come here and get treatment!”

    As the bleeding, red-faced infected retreated, and those who were transported and helped by someone else were greeted by a strong rearguard.

    The hot pain that was piercing through their brains subsided, and instead, a solid buff filled their bodies.

    Those who returned in top physical condition, refreshed as if they had just woken up from a good night’s sleep, each turned their shoulders or pounded their chests as they headed back to the front lines.

    No one was afraid. They were brave warriors who would never turn their backs on a comrade on the battlefield.

    [Mangryangbo]. [Passing by the Ground Spider]. [Shadow Walking]. [Ducky Orimujung]. [Surprise Attack]. [Neck Crusher]. [Alone]. [Invisible Body]. [Blink].

    Those who are good at hiding or making surprise attacks disappeared as if possessed.

    At some point, they appeared behind the enemy’s back, and returned after instantly cutting down monsters that made ranged attacks or inflicted harmful debuffs regardless of enemy status.

    A few excellent assassins had managed to take down the commander of the group, causing confusion in the movements of the red forces and even clashes among themselves, creating chaos among the enemies.

    [Flash]. [Thunder Spark]. [Shredding Fist]. [Water Flow Technique]. [Tail Cut]. [Damage Swap]. [Knight Resurrection]. [Sword Dancing]. [Shock Wave].

    In addition, many [Skill] feasts were spread out on the battlefield.

    Green. Blue. Yellow. Sky blue. Red. Dozens of other colors. Jeju Island, which had lost its color and turned red, began to shine colorfully again thanks to the numerous mana patterns of the greatest warriors gathered from all over the world.

    Comrades who believed in the hero and followed him early on.

    Those who see a hero, admire him, and want to be with him.

    Those who have received a favor and want to repay the hero.

    The string of relationships that a man builds up step by step during his arduous journey.

    The seeds of courage and goodwill that permeated every grain of that life grew and bore fruit so beautifully.

    There were so many people by his side, for the sake of the man, or to become like the man.

    The path the man had taken was not in vain, to the point of being mocked by the dragon.

    Indeed, it was spectacular.

    Is it because the void in my soul is so empty after everything was burned and only ashes remained?

    The old and wounded hero, the man simply stood still. Embarrassingly, even though he was in the middle of a tense battlefield, the man seemed to be lost in a dream, as if he were lost somewhere.

    Decades ago, the moment he was surfing was here.

    That time, which only remained in my memories, was being recreated here once again.

    Along with the familiar comfort, I also felt a little uneasy.

    Just then, someone tapped the man on the back.

    “Inspiration, if you’re already tired, just rest. I’ll clean it up soon.”

    A brown-skinned man with ash-colored hair ran ahead, grinning and his one remaining eye turning purple.

    Liam Craven, the youngest of the group.

    He was a bold boy who declared that he would become the best awakener of his country in front of a man who was always worried about him because he was so young.

    And lo and behold, that child grew up like that.

    The boy who had passed through the years had become a full-fledged warrior, and the purple demon was roaming the battlefield. Everything that his single eye touched melted into purple light.

    Liam’s direct unit, the [Forwards], each passed a man and gave him a brief knightly salute. Then they began to sweep across the battlefield, following their leader.

    “Adult. It’s been a while. I came to help.”

    A middle-aged man wearing a white robe walked in front of the man with a gait full of arrogance and politely took the lottery ticket.

    He nodded awkwardly, pulled out the 7-foot-long spear on his back, swung it around, and dashed toward the monsters with a grin.

    A young man whom a man rescued in China long ago.

    Heo Byulong. Now the leader, guild leader, and commander-in-chief of the [Nine Dragons] guild, he has come to help him by leading hundreds of elite soldiers in the name of [White Dragon Spear].

    With each swing of the spear, five or six monsters’ heads were blown off. Following the [White Dragon Spear], elites armed with sharp spears cast the combination skill, [Baekbyeongjin], and formed a circle to block the monsters’ invasion.

    In an instant, a vertical line was drawn in the air.

    The long tail of the blade with a white mana pattern remained, and the long sword energy resembling a crescent moon cleanly cut down the monsters that were rushing at the man.

    “This sleeper is already nothing more than a rusty blade, but he will respond to the call of his comrades at any time.”

    With a slap, the one-armed, sharp-looking old inspector returned the sword he had drawn with a graceful gesture to its scabbard.

    The first generation of Japanese Awakeners, Hayato Kayaba, was an advisor to the [Samurai] Guild and is now retired.

    “One more time.”

    [A Hundred Demons’ Night Walk] After the incident, the man was moved by her intentions and traveled the world with her.

    Japan’s best prosecutor, with his smiling face clearly showing the years of life he had lived, bowed his head politely to the man.

    “I am honored to fight by your side.”

    Wheein, Hayato disappeared into [Sunpo] with the end of his words, and soon he was emitting a flash of sword energy in the distance.

    The more than a hundred swordsmen who had followed the great master drew their swords one by one toward the man and then ran to Hayato’s side.

    Whoosh. An orange light flashed in the distance. A large will-o’-the-wisps was moving through the area where the monsters were gathered.

    The fireball that bounced around here and there like a bouncing ball takes care of all the enemies around it, then jumps up and scatters.

    What emerged from the disappeared fireball was a Caucasoid-type Awakened being with his hands clasped together, his entire body burning from eyebrows to hair.

    A man who looked like a flame turned into a person declared loudly and powerfully.

    “I, [Vera]’s son and the next leader of the [Brahma] guild, [Palasi] Vikram! I have come to help the incarnation of Bhumidevi, following my father’s will!”

    [Vera’s Overcoat] Bachchan. His second son. The man was amazed.

    The man always remembered the Indian with his hot passion. He looked fierce and rough, but he was righteous and passionate, just like his son.

    “[Ah-]”

    Amidst the fierce fighting, a woman’s voice rang out.

    It was a beautiful, high-pitched voice that didn’t feel harsh on the ears. The man who saw the beautiful brown-haired beauty tilted his head for a moment.

    Oh, I remembered. She was the great-granddaughter of the Italian maestro, [Maestro] Vittorio Gassman.

    The man thought of the eccentric man who had worn him out by praising his great-granddaughter until the day he died.

    “[Spero, Spera-]”

    There was a reason why that bastard was bragging so much. From his beauty to the buff effects of [Aria] that were transmitted from far away to here.

    The man stuck out his broken tongue as he looked at Ga-hee, who had talent worthy of being called a genius.

    And, and, and-

    [Hehehe.]

    There were so many people with him that listing their names would take up an entire day.

    The countless lights he had protected or been with were illuminating the world. The man felt his heart ache.

    -…haha.

    -Haha, hahahaha!

    At this time, unlike the man who laughed at the tickling sensation that made his heart beat, there was a devil who laughed in anger as if he had been poured with sewage.

    -Hahahahaha! That’s not true! That’s ridiculous!

    The evil dragon’s face distorted as he looked at them, each shining big or small in the darkness like stars in the beautiful night sky.

    The light they gave off in the eyes of those blasphemous monsters was full of disgusting, mean, and utterly ugly lines.

    When I was a snake, I spit in disgust at the sight of the Good Samaritan.

    The dragon roared in hatred as he looked at the beautiful radiance that dared to repaint his world, which had been dyed red.

    -You disgusting scum! You ugly creatures of God! Do you think you can stand against this body even if you gather in a group?

    The evil dragon placed the unclean crown again on his three remaining heads.

    The ominous beast that denied and insulted God could not forgive the tiny stars that dared to appear before him.

    [The power to rule over everything], [The power to destroy and mock], [The power to wield evil power] began to emit a disgusting red light.

    Death is a fearful thing no matter how prepared you are, and the dragon was death itself.

    Even the brave hesitated, and the strong took a step back involuntarily, sensing the ominous power of death emanating from the dragon that was watching the battle.

    Oh, this wasn’t the time to be sentimental. The man who had briefly reproached himself hurriedly threw himself into the air.

    In order to protect them, he burned all the remaining souls except for the crumbs, but he could not guarantee what would happen if the dragon’s power was activated.

    In the worst case scenario, the power that protected the man from death, which he had devoted his whole soul to, would disappear, and those precious lights would fall away one by one.

    The man ran, bleeding profusely under the burden of his soul and body.

    Fortunately, the dragon was very tired and injured.

    You won’t be able to use your powers as quickly and infinitely as before.

    Of course, the man who fought the dragon wasn’t in good shape, but if I burn all the remaining fragments of his soul and this body before it activates, I should be able to stop it.

    … immediately, the man will die.

    There’s nothing we can do. All we can do is pray that they’ll somehow solve the problem.

    The man took a short breath and opened his mouth.

    [Segyeung

    World, go away.

    Don’t come out recklessly. You are denying everything.

    I decided so.

    [… … !]

    -What?!

    The man’s mouth snapped shut. At the same time, the unclean crown the dragon was wearing also fell apart.

    An unknown force intervened, denying the laws of the world and the power itself. The dragon’s face distorted into a ferocious grimace.

    -Nonsense! How dare you deny the power of this body? What kind of person are you!

    The dragon roared in rage and horror, but there was no one there to answer.

    The man laughed bitterly.

    He still remembered the blood-soaked field from ten years ago. Perhaps ●●.

    There was no way she wouldn’t feel what Shihyuk felt.

    It seemed that the dragon and the man were watching from afar because of the chaos that was happening in the world.

    [I’m sorry. I can’t give you the neck.]

    As if he was talking to himself, the man threw an apple at someone in a low, whispering tone. Then, he charged at the dragon again.

    It’s a powerful force, but it won’t last forever. If so, now is your chance.

    -.-.-

    At that moment, somewhere.

    “The neck is… . Well, that’s it.”

    The voice spitting out blood melted into the air. Woohoohoo, the darkness smiled bittersweetly.

    “I’ll consider this a farewell gift, sir.”

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