Heading to The Battlefield,
and Valen Displays His True Power
A thousand kilometers from the heart of
the desert of chaos…
*Whoosh!*
A massive, swirling black portal appeared suddenly, sending nearby monsters scattering in fear. Towering up to fifty meters high and spanning hundreds of meters wide, the portal loomed over the landscape.
Moments later, a man wearing a half-face mask emerged riding atop a black horse.
He was tall, a faint smile touching his lips as he surveyed his surroundings with a calm gaze and exhaled slowly.
“Finally, I’ve returned to the desert of
chaos,” he whispered softly.
This masked man was none other than our handsome protagonist, Leon Kruger.
*Whoosh!*
The portal behind him suddenly blazed with an intense black light.
At the same time, thousands of cavalrymen in pitch-black armor began emerging, one by one, from the portal.
Their arrival cast a tense atmosphere over the area for hundreds of meters, while the distant monsters scattered in fear.
Gazing out at the seemingly endless desert, the soldiers couldn’t hide the awe and nostalgia etched on their faces.
“It’s been so long since I last set foot in the Desert of Chaos,” one soldier murmured.
“Yes,” another replied, “the last time I was here, we fought against the sword hero of humankind, Leon Kruger.”
“Leon Kruger? Didn’t the Holy Empire of Elysium declare him dead?” another asked.
“They did,” his companion confirmed.
The conversation continued with enthusiasm, centered entirely around Leon.
Meanwhile, Leon-the very person they were discussing-remained silent, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
“Looks like I’m pretty famous among the Demon soldiers,” he muttered with a faint, barely concealed smile.
In the past, he had been the most active
hero in the war against the Demon race, far more involved than Valen or Luna. And in every battle he fought, he claimed victory, leaving the Demons defeated.
It was no wonder, then, that he was
renowned among the Demon army.
At that moment, a young soldier rode up to Leon, halting his horse beside him.
“General, what are our next steps? Should we head straight to the battlefield?” the soldier asked respectfully.
Leon looked over and recognized the
young soldier as Kaelen Dorin-the one who had challenged him in the palace
courtyard earlier.
Unlike then, when Kaelen had given him a dismissive glare, his eyes now held deep
respect.
A calm smile spread across Leon’s lips as he gave the soldier a slight nod.
“Now that we’ve reached the Desert of
Chaos, we should join the Demon army on the battlefield without delay,” Leon replied
calmly.
With their current position about a thousand kilometers from the battlefield’s center, the journey would typically take
one to two days.
However, with his hero power, he could
easily enhance the army’s horses, cutting the travel time down to just a few hours. Determined not to waste any time, he aimed to arrive as quickly as possible.
Kaelen grinned with excitement, nodding enthusiastically. “Understood, General. Let’s get going!”
“Let’s move,” Leon said softly.
With that, Leon and the entire Demon army surged ahead, advancing toward the battlefield with vigor.
*Boom!*
On the battlefield, Valen and Heidel
clashed with fierce intensity, each launching deadly attacks without the
slightest hint of slowing down. “Impressive! You truly are a worthy
opponent!” Valen shouted with a hearty laugh as he charged at Heidel.
He spun the Holy Spear of Soaring Dragon and aimed a stabbing motion at Heidel’s neck, intent on beheading him.
Heidel, refusing to be careless, swiftly caught the spearhead with his demon
hand.
However, something unexpected happened. The Holy Spear of Soaring
Dragon erupted with holy power, sending Heidel flying several meters away. “What devastating power! Holy power truly
lives up to its reputation, “Heidel muttered, glancing at his right hand, now covered in burn marks.
To a demon, a hero’s holy power was akin to lethal poison. Any Demon, including himself, would suffer severe injuries if exposed to such power.
As a result, many demons harbor a deep
hatred for the holy power wielded by heroes.
“Tsk tsk! How does it feel to be struck by
holy power? It must be quite painful, don’t you think?” Valen taunted.
Heidel smiled and nodded slightly in
response. “Yes, it does hurt quite a bit. But unfortunately, it’s still not enough to inflict a fatal wound on me.”
Upon hearing Heidel’s words, Valen was
momentarily taken aback, but then he
smiled and nodded, as if understanding something.
“In that case, I’ll demonstrate one of my
greatest hero techniques,” Valen said
casually, leaving Heidel momentarily stunned.
Before Heidel could react, Valen erupted with an intense surge of holy power. Simultaneously, the space within a radius of hundreds of meters warped violently, causing the Demon soldiers, who lay
helpless beneath the ancient magic, to be shattered into pieces before they could
react.
“As one of the three heroes of mankind, I have never feared anyone, not even Leon.
Therefore, I will show you one of the greatest techniques I have mastered,” Valen whispered softly, closing his eyes. “Hero Technique: Dimensional Piercing!” Valen’s eyes snapped open, and a brilliant white light surged from them. Without shifting from his spot, Valen
stepped forward and thrust the Holy Spear of Soaring Dragon toward Heidel, who was tens of meters away.
*Whoosh!*
A massive portal suddenly appeared a few
meters in front of Heidel, from which a radiant white spear, measuring tens of meters in length, emerged and lunged toward him.
Startled, Heidel quickly clenched his
Demonic hand and made a punching motion toward the spear. “Hand of Hell!” Heidel shouted coldly.
*Whoosh!*
A massive black portal suddenly appeared
behind him, from which a giant pitch-black hand with sharp claws emerged and slammed into the spear.
*Boom!*
The impact from the collision was so
powerful that it created a devastating sandstorm.
Heidel quickly retreated but was startled by a voice whispering in his ear. “Do you really think that was enough?”
With his eyes wide, Heidel quickly turned around to see four massive portals materialize behind him.
From these portals, luminous white spears,
each measuring tens of meters, shot out at
incredible speed toward him.
Before he could react, the four spears struck him directly, producing an explosion
even more intense than before.
Valen couldn’t help but laugh, his gaze
fixed mockingly on the resulting explosion.
“You’re quite careless,” he said dismissively, panting slightly.
As one of the most formidable hero techniques, “Dimensional Piercing” wielded an incredibly terrifying destructive power.
Anyone struck by this technique had a
survival rate of less than five percent, underscoring its lethal nature.
Unfortunately, this technique demands a
significant amount of holy power, making it a rarity to use except in critical situations.
However, the achievement of eliminating
Heidel made the energy spent on the
technique more than worthwhile.
Just as he reveled in his triumph, an indifferent voice suddenly rang out in front of him.
“What a devastating hero technique. For
some reason, it evokes a sense of nostalgia
for the
past.” Upon hearing that, the smile on Valen’s lips
froze, and he stared ahead in disbelief.
“How is that possible!?”
As the sandstorm created by the explosion
began to subside, he saw Heidel emerging from its depths.
However, Heidel’s once-majestic appearance now looked utterly wretched.
His body was shattered: both hands were severed, half of his face was destroyed, and
the sight was horrifying to anyone who beheld him.
To make matters worse, half of his stomach
was also obliterated, and one of his legs was missing, clearly demonstrating the devastation wrought by Valen’s attack.
Yet, Heidel’s face bore no trace of pain or suffering-only a calm, faint smile, as if the
injuries had no impact on him.
“Are you surprised to see me still standing
after taking such a blow?” Heidel asked with an indifferent tone.
Though Valen didn’t respond, the shock on
his face spoke volumes.
Heidel let out a small chuckle as he surveyed the injuries on his body and said
with a touch of regret, “I didn’t expect your strength to reach this level in such a short
time. You three heroes of mankind are
truly blessed by the gods.
With that, he turned his gaze to Valen, his expression cold. “However, surprise alone won’t instill fear in me. Now, let me show
you why I am the only Arch-demon chosen
by Her Majesty to lead the war!”.
