A thousand kiloters 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 ters high and spanning hundreds of ters wide, the portal lood over the landscape.
Monts later, a man wearing a half-face mask erged 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 handso protagonist, Leon Kruger.
*Whoosh!*
The portal behind him suddenly blazed with an intense black light.
At the sa ti, thousands of cavalryn in pitch-black armor began erging, one by one, from the portal.
Their arrival cast a tense atmosphere over the area for hundreds of ters, 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 ti 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 confird.
The conversation continued with enthusiasm, centered entirely around Leon.
anwhile, 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 claid victory, leaving the Demons defeated.
It was no wonder, then, that he was renowned among the Demon army.
At that mont, 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 kiloters 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 ti down to just a few hours. Determined not to waste any ti, he aid to arrive as quickly as possible.
Kaelen grinned with excitent, 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 aid 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, sothing unexpected happened. The Holy Spear of Soaring Dragon erupted with holy power, sending Heidel flying several ters 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 ."
Upon hearing Heidel's words, Valen was montarily taken aback, but then he smiled and nodded, as if understanding sothing.
"In that case, I'll demonstrate one of my greatest hero techniques," Valen said casually, leaving Heidel montarily stunned.
Before Heidel could react, Valen erupted with an intense surge of holy power.
Simultaneously, the space within a radius of hundreds of ters 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: Dinsional 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 ters away.
*Whoosh!*
A massive portal suddenly appeared a few ters in front of Heidel, from which a radiant white spear, asuring tens of ters in length, erged 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 erged and slamd 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 asuring tens of ters, 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, "Dinsional 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 achievent 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 so 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 erging 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 still standing after taking such a blow?" Heidel asked with an indifferent tone.
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Though Valen didn't respond, the shock on his face spoke volus.
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 ti. 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 . Now, let show you why I am the only Arch-demon chosen by Her Majesty to lead the war!"
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