Chapter 468

There is common sense among people, but it is not always true. One of those common senses is that one cannot compete with a master class in terms of magic enhancement level. However, Reinhardt was pushing back his opponent instead of being overwhelmed, even though he should not be able to withstand the opponent's strength. Reinhardt's huge magic enhancement, which seemed to be engulfed in blue flames, showed that his magic was at an immeasurable level. Although his efficiency was low due to lack of refinement, his output was too high, and he was able to overwhelm his opponent with just his strength and speed. Reinhardt's opponent was not just a simple master class, but also a monster who had reached the level of a grand wizard. Despite being engulfed in scorching flames that melted the ground, Reinhardt emerged unscathed and continued his rough offense. Translation:

The lightning and black flames that shoot out from the man's hand, and the extreme cold that freezes even the air, Reinhardt pushes forward as if none of that can affect him. Ellen can guess that Reinhardt's physical abilities are overwhelming, and his anti-magic power has already surpassed the level of the culprit. The crowd, who are pushing and running away from each other, are amazed at the sight. No one knows who is trying to kill the demon king, but everyone can see that he is an incredible skilled person. However, the demon king is even stronger. Even other attackers continue to attack the demon king, but all the curses and magic they use have no effect on the demon king's body. The demon king looks at them once and kills them all. The crowd watches in horror as he slaughters a group consisting of sword masters, grand wizards, and dark mages with flames engulfed in blue magic. The demon king is too strong. "We're all going to die..." Even those who are trembling and unable to move are not wrong. Who can face such a demon king? Who can hurt the absolute being that cannot be hurt by magic or aura blades? The demon king's existence is even more terrifying because he is not a master class. What kind of disaster will the demon king be if he reaches the master class? The fear of those who see the demon king has not yet grown. Of course, not all attacks affect the demon king. When the attackers who reached the master class began to cooperate, there were cases where they broke through the demon king's magic protection and inflicted wounds. Even if the demon king is strong, he cannot easily withstand the joint attack of the master class. Numerous attack magic poured onto the demon king, and Reinhardt was soon cornered. Ellen saw the spear with aura piercing Reinhardt's heart. A decisive moment. She did not miss it and succeeded in dealing a fatal blow. Ellen began to tremble and moan, but the crowd, who were pushing and running away from each other, opened their eyes. The demon king is dead. An unnatural silence fell on the confused square. However, the demon king grabs the spear that pierced his chest with his left hand. With his heart pierced, he pulls out the spear that he stabbed into his own heart with all his strength. Then, the demon king raises his hand. Another sword with a white blade is summoned in the demon king's other hand, which until now only held Alsbreinger. Translation:

Title: The Pure God, the Relic of Tuwan.

Tiamat.

- Hooong!

The holy white light flickers over Tiamat, and the wound on the demon king's chest is regenerated.

- Ah... Ahh... Ahhhh...

Those who anticipated the demon king's death could only tremble in horror at the sight.

- I... won't... die...

A nearly invincible barrier.

Overwhelming power that can defeat master classes.

An endless amount of overwhelming magic power.

And regeneration.

- It's impossible...

How can anyone kill such an absolute being?

How can anyone face such an immortal existence?

The crowd is stunned by the sight of the spear being pulled out of the demon king's heart.

Reinhardt charges at the old man, who is frozen in shock.

- Kwa-jik!

And then, he grabs the old man's white hair and slams his head onto the ground.

- Kung!

With a fierce sound, Reinhardt swings Alsvinr down.

- Jjeoeong!

Ouroboros Armor did not break from the demon king's attack.

- Jjeong!

But if it didn't break in one hit, then hit it twice.

- Kwa-gang!

Three times.

- Chwang!

Four times.

- Chwang!

Five times.

- Kwa-kang!

Six times.

- Kwa-jik!

And on the seventh hit, a sound of something breaking echoes through the square.

He broke through the master classes who were wearing Ouroboros Armor with his strength.

It's more appropriate to say that he smashed them to death rather than stabbed them to death.

Their leader was killed without even having a chance to respond.

A grand wizard and a master class.

The leader of the Black Order.

He was brutally killed by the demon king.

The demon king, still emitting the same amount of power, looks at the master classes who were attacking him.

Those who have stood in front of the demon king until now begin to slowly retreat.

As if there is no other way to kill the demon king.

People despair as they watch the attackers flee.

It's unclear who they are.

Very powerful individuals attacked the demon king in a group.

But they failed.

That simple truth is all that is engraved in people's minds.

On the plains of Hwangdo.

This is what happened there.

Who can face an immortal demon king?

- Run awaaaaay!

Those who hesitated with a glimmer of hope that the demon king might die begin to panic again at the attackers' escape. "Move! Move! Move!" The crowd pushed and shoved Ellen's shoulders as they ran past her. Ellen stumbled and fell to the ground, her hood falling off in the process. The people who recognized her face were shocked to see her there. They believed that a hero had come to save them from the demon king. Ellen was frozen with fear as the people begged her to defeat the demon king. Reinhardt watched her from afar with an emotionless expression. Ellen didn't want to fight him or die. She swallowed her words and trembled as Reinhardt approached her. Ellen's abdomen was struck by Reinhardt's fist.

Thunk!

With one blow to her abdomen, Ellen flew to a building in the square and was stuck to the wall of the building.

Ignoring the crowd's astonishment, Reinhardt slowly walked towards Ellen Artois, who was stuck to the building wall.

"Uh...ugh...ugh...agh..."

She was hit without proper preparation.

"Kreuk! Kup! Cough! Kek!"

She barely activated her armor before getting hit, so she didn't die, but Ellen coughed up bright red blood.

"Ah...uhh..."

She didn't want to kill him.

But it was a hand that had no intention of being gentle.

Ellen looked up at Reinhardt, who was approaching her with a fearful expression.

More than the pain in her stomach.

More than the pain of vomiting blood.

Seeing Reinhardt's emotionless expression was Ellen's biggest fear and terror.

That gaze, as if looking at an enemy, gave Ellen the greatest fear.

"If people know that the hero is afraid to fight the demon king, what will happen?"

Reinhardt approached with an emotionless expression and spoke quietly.

"What I can never do, you can do."

A symbol of hope.

It is impossible for the demon king.

Only a hero.

Only a hero can be a symbol of hope.

Therefore, a hero who is afraid in front of the demon king will only bring despair to everyone.

Those who fall into despair will only imagine a future where humanity is destroyed by the demon king, and a world without hope will collapse.

So they have to fight.

They must fight.

Even if it's false hope, it must exist.

People have to believe in that false hope to somehow cope with reality.

It's okay to have a demon king as long as there is a hero.

Someday, the hero will defeat the demon king.

"That's why you need to pull yourself together."

The demon king looked down at the hero who was trembling with fear and terror.

"Get up. If you don't want to die."

The demon king.

Bali kicked towards Ellen.

Thunk!

The demon king's foot, filled with magic power, hit where Ellen's head was, and the building began to collapse.

Ellen quickly rolled to the side to avoid it and looked at Reinhardt.

Ellen's eyes were filled with fear, despair, and terror.

Why me.

Why you.

"I am... Rein... Reinhardt, I am..."

"Shut up."

Bali looked at Ellen with a cold gaze.

"Don't call me that."

This is not a situation for a touching reunion.

Too many people are watching.

That's why they're doing this, even though they know.

Ellen, trembling with fear and terror, looked at Reinhardt, who was staring at her with a gaze of an enemy.

Ellen realized.

I can't do it.

Charlotte can be taken away, but I can't because I am the hope of humanity. "I will never let myself be taken away for the sake of people's hope, knowing that they project their hope onto me." This was the harsh reality and truth. Ellen could only see it in Reinhardt's gaze. She felt like crying at any moment, but she couldn't. A hero facing the demon king cannot cry in front of them. Never, it was forbidden. The demon king approached with a solemn expression. "You have to do what you have to do." Ellen staggered to her feet, still with a terrified expression. The reality was hard to accept, but just as Reinhardt had taken on something, Ellen had to take on something too. They couldn't escape the roles of hero and demon king. So, the demon king could take away the hated princess, but the hero would never be taken away. They could never be together, no matter what. The moon sword was in Ellen's hand, and the sun cloak was draped over her shoulders. With trembling eyes, the hero stared at the demon king, Reinhardt. No, the demon king, Valier. The hero, Ellen Artois, faced him.