Free Web NovelChapter 935: Chapter 475: The Storm Hero’s Corpse, Advent of the Four Gods (Part 2)
"You can indeed hurt me."
The Disaster Dragon Legion was originally the strongest legion under the command of the Four Heavenly Kings.
To be blunt, even the combined strength of the other three legions could barely match this one.
One could say sacrificing the Disaster Dragon Legion was already Helmer’s best bet at payment.
However, he now faces the ultra-powerful Louis, whose extraordinary strength has further expanded.
This unprecedented power might annihilate any nation on the continent, but its flaws are magnified against Louis, who excels at overcoming the stronger with the weaker.
"Such powerful strength..."
Helmer’s facial features permeated by droplets of blood.
Louis’s unparalleled power spread through Helmer’s wounds, rapidly extinguishing the last trace of life within him.
"... In the end, I couldn’t reach the other side!"
Amidst the mournful cries of the Demon King Army, Helmer, a generation’s Demon King, died exhausted in his battle against Louis.
But Louis’s condition wasn’t much better.
He painfully pulled out the bone greatsword from his body.
Strangely, he felt somewhat disinterested.
There was a sense of long-term goal suddenly being resolved by his own hands.
That unprecedented feeling of loss spread throughout.
He sighed softly and said:
"You were a worthy opponent."
Even in death, Helmer chose not to sacrifice the remaining three-quarters of his Demon King Army, proving his commitment to his subjects with his life.
However, Louis paused for only a second before preparing to obliterate Helmer’s fragile bones.
Yet, at that very instant, he sensed a terrifying crisis from behind.
[Don’t dodge, something will go wrong]
His instincts provided the answer.
The next moment, the terrifying force pierced through his body.
Louis grunted, retreating thousands of steps.
He finally had the leisure to observe the entity that attacked him.
A twisted figure appeared behind him.
It was a human.
To be precise, a human corpse.
Yet, the corpse emitted an evil power he had never seen before.
This power exceeded his understanding.
He had never seen such evil power.
It was as if all of the world’s filth gathered upon it.
When that figure stood before him, he felt an illusion.
Simply seeing him would cause indescribable discomfort.
At this moment, he sensed the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill’s lament.
It wasn’t that the Sword Pill feared the entity.
To be precise, it was sorrow.
The core material of the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill was the Hero’s Greatsword.
The previous wielder of the Hero’s Greatsword was...
Storm Hero Max.
Brother of Princess Consort Diana.
Uncle to Beatrice, Olivia, and Ais.
Over a hundred years ago, he foresaw his destined death and ultimately chose to sacrifice himself generously as the previous hero.
And now, this Storm Hero stands here.
He is engulfed in a silver-white twisted power.
That is Storm Hero Max’s famed Silver Hand, said to tear everything apart.
And now, this terrifying power was aimed at Louis.
Louis looked at him calmly.
"What exactly are you?"
This creature definitely wasn’t Storm Hero Max.
Even aside from other factors.
Just the fact that Max died over a hundred years ago means he shouldn’t possess such outrageous power.
Max was a player adept against Demon Kings.
But faced with regular strong foes, his prowess was hard to fully exert.
Yet the entity before him was an anomaly.
The power surging within him was indeed pure and sacred, yet it disgusted and unsettled Louis from the depths of his heart.
Storm Hero "Max" quietly looked at Louis and said:
"What a pity, thought he could inflict a fatal wound on you."
Louis glanced at his devastated body.
Helmer’s counterattack was deadly enough.
Even Louis had his chest pierced.
The twisted power entwined on the bone greatsword prevented his wounds from healing properly.
Louis took a deep breath.
The Eye of Truth’s markings emerged at the corner of his eye.
He scrutinized closely, his lips curling into a subtle, mocking expression.
"There are two Helmers?"
Storm Hero Max grinned at him:
"Such troublesome eyes; in one glance sees through everything, the Star Continent’s will really uses anything on its own."
Louis remained silent.
The Eye of Truth’s power is magical, enigmatic.
Though it holds little offensive capability, it is the most supreme auxiliary rule in the world.
Being able to see through the essence of life and directly detect issues with life essence are two different things.
Even if one could see life essence, without clear understanding, one remains blind.
But the Eye of Truth not only can detect life essence but can also read the opponent’s state.
Which makes the situation somewhat baffling.
Because in reality, there isn’t a game system that explains the detected object’s information upon using detection magic.
So the Eye of Truth, after perceiving life essence, detects corresponding issues, must connect to another database.
He didn’t know which database.
But now hearing Storm Hero Max, the Eye of Truth’s data retrieval connects directly to the Star Continent’s consciousness.
After a few more glances, Louis quickly confirmed Storm Hero Max’s circumstances.
He took a deep breath:
The desire to destroy the Abyss in the entire astral realm is countless.
But truly harming the Abyss’s experts are rarely few.
Absolute chaos devours every world that tries to contact the Abyss.
Those surviving few are scarce.
Even the Star Continent has suffered losses.
With the Eye of Truth’s aid, he successfully comprehended Storm Hero Max’s lore.
An understanding of techniques beyond the average.
Special rules exclusive to heroes.
Yet that’s not the most terrifying.
The most terrifying is this "Max" receiving most of Demon King Helmer’s power.
To speak further...
"Are you actually the real Demon King Helmer?"
Storm Hero Max chuckled and said:
"Incorrect, Helmer is indeed a Demon King, and I am indeed not a hero.
If he chose direct death, the Demon King throne would only be his.
Even I would be absorbed by him, becoming part of his twisted power.
But this generation’s Demon King is simply too gentle.
If he directly slaughtered all his subordinates, a true Demon King would thus be born, we wouldn’t need to reveal ourselves to preside over matters."
Louis shook his head and said:
"Who are you, one of the Abyss’s Four Gods? Jianqi? Nage? Khorne? Or Slaanesh?"
"I am none of them, neither Helmer nor those gods; if you must, see me as a counterfeit hatched by the Abyssal Will."
Storm Hero Max smiled faintly.
Louis shook his head, ignoring his body’s damage, pulling out the weapon embedded in him.
"Waiting till now just to see me hurt? If this is all the power you possess..."
Louis gripped the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill; in an instant, the serpent-belly sword transformed into a sword light tearing the ocean apart.
Under the influence of its power, Storm Hero Max, or another Demon King Helmer, immediately engaged with Lu Zhan.
"Do you enjoy playing dirty?"
"Do you enjoy combat?"
"My wounds don’t mean you’re stronger; such a simple principle, yet don’t you get it?"
He’s thoroughly seen through the nature of this thing.
The counterfeit was right.
This thing isn’t Helmer.
It’s an anomaly using the body of Storm Hero Max, imbued with part of Demon King Helmer’s power as material.
This creature is essentially the most advanced puppet.
Call it a biological golem if you like.
Call it a constructed life form too.
A vessel merging Demon King and Hero powers became the hosts for the Abyss’s Four Gods descent.
This is the source of his intense distortion.
This is the ultimate twisted anomaly.
Abyssal power perfectly merged in the container made from Storm Hero’s corpse.
The power of chaotic order surged within him unprecedented.
The more dangerous armor-piercing rule, Silver Hand, indeed threatened him.
He had a premonition that Dragon Armament wouldn’t necessarily block it.
Even for skill, this guy was more terrifying than Helmer.
The sole consolation is...
He wasn’t as strong as Helmer.
