Chapter 357 A True Hero!

Why do people come to the city of Orario?

Power, money, power...or maybe it's a bad street dream.

He...Bell Cronny, do you still remember why you came to Orario?

"Men should aim for the harem!"

The proud voice of his grandfather rang in his ears, and the hearty smile he showed at that time is still fresh in Bell's memory.

As long as you are on the stage where heroes start their adventures, as long as you go to Orario, as long as you become an adventurer, as long as you get into the dungeon...

Maybe he can have the kind of fateful encounter that appears in the Hero's Tale.

After losing his only family member, the idea left behind by his grandfather seemed to be the driving force behind Bell's arrival in the underground city.

But reality often deviates from dreams. Having just arrived in Orario, just "living" is already Bell's limit.

Fortunately, those cramped days were not long - he joined the strongest Familia in Orario, the Freya Familia.

However, just when Bell thought he would start his own heroic adventure like the hero in the stories told by his grandfather...

The exclusion of the seniors of the Familia, the difficulty of adventuring in the dungeon, and the "interference" of Freya, the main god of the Familia... made Bell's heroic path go in an inexplicable direction.

Can he really be a hero?

In a daze, Bell asked blankly.

No one has an answer.

And no one will listen to his problems.

Because this is a battlefield!

In order to catch up with the person you admire.

To avoid errors.

To win next time.

Become stronger.

Become stronger.

And to stop lamenting that I am powerless.

Swing the knife, swing the knife, still swing the knife instinctively!

The sharp blade continued to penetrate the enemy's body, and the black flames and lightning continued to sputter, and the speed was so fast that it left an afterimage.

There was clearly an armed force of thousands of people, but they couldn't catch up with Bell's speed.

Vaguely, Bell's speed seemed to be increasing further.

Not only that, strength, speed, skills... every ability is growing rapidly under the pressure of the army, and the growth is visible to the naked eye!

Through the magic mirror, the gods could not help but marvel.

"You're kidding! Level 3 can do this. It feels almost as good as a Level 5 adventurer."

"Hero! He is indeed a hero! Freya, can you lend me this child to play with some other time? I am willing to give everything, everything..."

"Where's Luke? Why hasn't Luke come out yet?"

"Hestia, are you going to regret it temporarily?"

The gods asked in Orario's Tower of Babel.

"Hmph! If Luke promises, he will definitely do it!" Hestia snorted, "Besides, it's just the beginning. Why are you in a hurry, Hermes?"

Hermes shook his head, looking very disappointed.

This made Hestia's little face turn into a puffy face again from anger.

However, before Hestia could have a good argument with this guy Hermes, Loki grabbed the restless Hestia.

She shook her head slightly.

Now, the critical moment has come.

Ares is getting serious!

A combat team of a thousand people was no match for Bell, who was currently in an explosive state.

Therefore, Ares must prepare to mobilize an army of ten thousand people in one go and choose the eagle-burning tactic.

The Loki Familia had faced off against Ares's Kingdom of Lakia several times, and she was very aware of Ares' method - the human sea tactic.

Ares knows very well how terrifying the strength of high-level adventurers is.

His Lakia could not break through the siege of this group of high-level adventurers, whether in frontal combat or flanking combat.

Therefore, Ares does not perform any fancy "line operations" every time he fights - he knows very well that doing so is useless.

The effect is not as strong as the magic chanted by a high-level adventurer.

Instead of spreading out their forces, they were defeated one by one by this group of high-level adventurers.

It is better to concentrate all the strength and launch a big charge.

If he could drag one or two of these guys to death, he, Ares, would definitely make a profit.

If you lose, just tie them up and kneel down to beg for mercy - anyway, losing doesn't happen just once or twice.

He is familiar with the process.

Cutting off land, paying compensation, transporting people... Why did Ares bring 30,000 people here?

Ten thousand people were detained as compensation, ten thousand were used as war nourishment, and the remaining ten thousand were trained elite soldiers.

Next time Ares saves up more, he can bring more excellent soldiers to fight.

Although he usually looks very willful and always thinks about launching a large-scale invasion war against Orario, Ares is not without brains.

After all, he is a military god.

And when the gods turned their attention to the magic mirror again.

The battle situation has quietly changed.

Drawing an arc-shaped parabola, Bell was suddenly pulled toward the ground.

Unable to adjust his posture immediately, the sky became farther and farther away in an instant - falling.

"babble!"

His back hit the ground violently.

Starting from the back, pain spread throughout the body.

The brain was drowsy, the hands and feet were in ugly spasms.

If it weren't for the "durability" bonus of [Ability Value], I'm afraid he would have been dead long ago after this impact...

"Are you the only one?"

The general of the Kingdom of Lakia frowned.

What happened to Orario?

No matter what they say, they are still an adventurer army of 30,000 people.

Normally, at least a dozen adventurers would be sent to fight, but now there was only Bell on the battlefield.

At first, he thought it was a trap prepared by Orario.

But now it seems that the gods of Orario really only let this young man come over.

Is it contempt for them...

The general tightened his grip on his spear.

"ah……"

His eyes flickered.

The waves of pain that hit him made Bell moan in pain.

Through the ground where they were lying, the footsteps of the army were heard, and the shaking ground seemed to be trembling slightly.

Not good...

Although I think so, my body doesn't obey its orders.

Only my throat was gasping for oxygen, and the barely suppressed fear began to revive.

His teeth were chattering, his pupils began to waver, and tears welled up in his eyes.

So scary.

I'm still, so scared.

It's uncomfortable, painful, and unbearable.

However, these are not as good as...

Fear.

I am so scared that I will never stand up again.

"Hmm..."

You can clearly feel that the sound of the earth is approaching slowly, and the hair on your body stands on end.

Bell is constantly reminded that the army is slowly approaching him.

This is too torturous, and the fear gradually erodes the body from the toes.

Going crazy...

If you can really go crazy, maybe you can end it all at once.

Looking up at the sun, several phosphorescent lights burned Bell's eyes, and the tear ducts were quietly about to burst - I couldn't do it anymore.

Trapped by a sense of fear.

The body and spirit can no longer squeeze out more potential...

Sorry, Lady Freya, I may... not be able to bring you victory...

Ha, a moist breath came out of his mouth.

Bell gripped the sharp blade tightly and stared at the huge army that was enough to make people dizzy just by looking at it.

hateful……

Bright golden hair, pale armor, silver saber - strange yet familiar figures, all seemed a little blurry under the stimulation of death crisis.

He... seems to have almost forgotten about Ace Wallenstein.

Lord God, you are really "despicable"...

A hint of bitterness escaped from the corner of Bell's mouth.

"Let's show off!"

Take risks.

For this uncompromising feeling.

Today, I will take my first adventure, and it will also be my last!

The boy ran out quickly!

The sound of fierce sword dance was sonorous.

A powerful roar that is enough to crush anything, and a clear and lightning-fast sound that can cut anything apart.

The overly exciting tune reached the ears of the gods and eventually resounded throughout the entire dungeon.

Silver light and blue-violet light come and go.

The silver light had just been waved out, and then it was replaced by a blue-violet flash that drew an arc.

He's Bell, Bell Cronney!

The strongest new member of the Freya Familia—that is, the ultimate hero!

"He's going to die."

Loki sighed.

The gods couldn't help but look disappointed.

A life span of hundreds of millions of years not only brings a crazy mentality of pursuing the ultimate pleasure, but also provides the gods with rich experience, insights and wisdom...

The God of Wine, Soma, does not need the help of members with [Mysterious], and can make [Divine Wine] just by developing, blending and making the materials; the God of War, Jian Yulei, can play 1V20 with just his martial arts (for LV.4 adventures) (player), 1V1 (against LV.5 adventurers) record; the beauty goddess Freya can easily charm the entire Orario even if she claims to have divine power...

They are gods, gods in the true sense of the word.

Even if the divine power is sealed, the divine power is beyond the reach of mortals.

Therefore, the gods could easily see that the boy named Bell already had a "death will".

He no longer thought he could win.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, there is indeed no possibility of a comeback.

On the battlefield.

The body is so light, and although the mind is clear, the heart is burning like fire.

The vision moves forward through the passing swords.

Use your own roar to offset the roaring shouts in front of you, and move forward.

Rise up with all your strength to win and move forward.

The enemy in front of you is everything you have at this moment.

It’s not a sad delusion, nor an ugly vanity, nor an unrealistic wish that just loves to dream.

I want to be a hero.

I want to be a hero who can defeat all enemies.

Even if he is weak, he can still make himself rise. For the first time, from the bottom of his heart, he wants to become a man like an ancient hero.

I……

Want to be, a hero.

Stab——

The arrow penetrated the right shoulder.

The gods raised their eyebrows.

Freya's expression remained unchanged, but she slightly tightened her grip on the goblet in her hand.

If there was one arrow, there would be a second, and then a third, until...he couldn't stand up anymore.

Holding the sharp blade, lightning crackled, one step, two steps... Bell stopped.

He stopped where he was.

The soldiers held their knives and shields tightly, fearing that the "monster" in front of them would retaliate on the verge of death. They surrounded Bell tightly, but did not dare to take the initiative to step forward.

With a plop——

Bell fell to his knees.

Loki closed his eyes and shook his head.

He couldn't stand up--he was going to die.

The gods are sighing, disappointed, helpless and crisscrossed with a trace of regret.

They long for heroes. Since the end of the Age of Gods, not to mention great heroes, even ordinary heroes, Orario, have never been born again.

This era is no longer the era of heroes.

Rather, it is the age of adventurers.

The boy in front of him did have the potential to become a hero.

But unfortunately, the time was too short.

He hasn't grown up yet.

Opponents are also beyond what they can afford today.

So much so that in the end, he was just an excellent adventurer...

The gods were disappointed.

"Thank you for your hard work, next..."

Suddenly, a voice appeared.

The gods looked up.

That was also a young man.

A beautiful boy with black hair, black eyes and a red face.

"Could it be that..."

Jianyu Lei Shen stood up.

The immature Bell is no match for an army of ten thousand people, but what about Luke, who has been recognized as a "hero" by the gods?

Will he be Ares's rival?

Luke slowly reached out and took Bell's hand. He patted the shoulder gently, as if to comfort and give confidence.

An inexplicable radiance shone on his face, like the dawn of dawn.

Bell raised his head and looked at him blankly.

It seems...

Just like I had witnessed somewhere in the past, the female swordsman was standing there with her back to me.

Time stops passing.

Is this...a real hero?

The tip of my nose started to feel hot, and my vision gradually became blurry.

Then tears came to my eyes.

"Woo, ah, woo ah..."

Bell tried his best to hold back, not wanting to whimper in vain, but his throat refused to obey him and he sobbed again and again.

"Next, leave it to me."

Luke patted his back, wisps of holy fire burned, and the wounds on his back healed quickly.

So go ahead and cry ugly now.

Just cry in shame.

In order to be able to run again tomorrow...

"Oh, ah, ah ah ah...!!!"

Bell covered his eyes with his arms and began to cry ugly.

At this time, the gods did not care about his gaffe, nor did they spurn the young man's collapse.

On the one hand, it's because he has done his best.

On the other hand, it was too late for the gods to feel sorry for the boy...

Because fire is coming!

fire! Everlasting fire!

Light! Immortal light!

The sound of waves echoes like water dripping on the surface of the water.

In just a moment, the entire world became completely silent.

No one could speak, even the tens of thousands of troops pouring into the sky seemed to be slowly stagnating.

The earth is calming.

The strong wind is retreating, as if afraid of the sacred will in the raging fire!

It was like holding the sky with one hand, and the meaning of redeeming all living beings was so strong that it confused the eyes of the gods.

“My God and I are always with you!”

Along with the young man's will, the blazing beam of light that covers thousands of miles continues to advance!

The holy fire burning in the sky announces the arrival of a hero!

On the left is the holy fire, and on the right is the majestic fire.

And between the two, as a bridge, there is a mysterious pattern like water patterns - it is a symbol of magic.

“Bear bear bear bear——!!!”

Such majesty! Such courage!

The tens of thousands of troops from the Kingdom of Lakia stood there blankly, seemingly giving up all fearless resistance. (End of chapter)