Evade The Hero and Flee!

Chapter 330

Chapter 330

Chapter 330

Flee from the Heroes (3)

What is this? A resonance trap?

Why did the promised signal go off but the army of the evil god is here?

A dud? Could there have been a dud among the reliable Black Anvil weapons I was using?

– Master, get a hold of yourself! Look at the number of weapons that were about to be fired!

As the metal bat said.

Hundreds of weapons.

The probability of them all being duds is close to zero.

That means...

– As expected, is this the work of the world? Is the world trying to mess with me?!

Other than the world or the will of the gods intervening and stopping all the dwarf weapons, there’s no way this could have happened.

– Master! For now, the gods are on our side! The gods also think it would be the worst case scenario for you to suffer a loss against the Demon King!

– Is, is that so?

– That’s right! After the Demon King falls, I don’t know what they’ll do with you, but you’re safe until then. So don’t worry.

– After the Demon King comes the gods?

What do you mean don’t worry?

Even if I take down the Demon King, feels like the gods could still block my path.

– It’ll be fine! The gods don’t know your location!

That’s true. Unlike the Demon King, the gods can’t track my location so I should be okay.

-...Bullshit! It’s obvious the heroes will come charging in, and you tell me not to worry?

In a way, the heroes and the religion were more troublesome than the empire.

The heroes were individuals who transcended human limits, and the religion existed somewhere in this world without fail.

Even in the small countryside village where I lived with my daughter, there were 3 small churches operated by civilians and 1 official church with priests.

To think there were 4 churches, even civilian-operated ones, in a village so remote it could be called the end of the earth!

What’s more, there were intense power struggles between each church.

– That’s true. The owner of the herbal shop, the owner of the meat shop, and the lady who owned the general store had intense rivalries.

Every week for the church events, they would give discounts on herbs, meat, and general store items to attract more participants.

The winner was the owner of the meat shop who operated the Religion of the Winds.

Meat was the strongest after all.

“Sir Hectare!”

Hearing the shout of a middle-aged man in the distance brings my drifting mind back to reality.

Damn! Don’t make me come back to my senses!

Uoooooo!

With the typical orc scream, a rugged log comes crashing down.

Extremely fast speed.

But not fast enough that I couldn’t dodge it.

Thwack!

“Damn...! These guys are barely affected by swords.”

The moment I retrieved the fallen log, the sensation was as if I scraped steel rather than leather on the wrist holding the log.

“So damn hard.”

For a normal orc, while it wouldn’t sever my wrist, it would be an attack damaging enough to make me unable to use one hand.

Gueueueueue!

As if completely unfazed, he tries to swing the log at me again.

With the reduced distance, I hurriedly try to dodge.

I barely managed to avoid the log, with only about half a step difference.

– Don’t I have something like that?

If I had that level of physical enhancement, my troubles would’ve been reduced by half.

– That’s the culmination of all the evil in the world stuffed into it. It’s not enhancement, it has absorbed part of the evil concept like you and the Demon King have.

Absorbing the concept of evil. It was the same as absorbing part of the divinity held by gods.

Among the beings on earth, only a very small number could do that.

And that’s what the world called them.

– So each one of them is an evil god’s hero, saint, holy maidens?

Heroes, saints and holy maidens.

Those who received the gods’ blessings and held part of the gods’ power.

They cannot use omnipotent abilities like gods, but they transcend human limits.

According to the metal bat, the reason they could exceed human limits without even realizing it themselves was because they had inherited part of the gods’ power.

– That’s a bit different.

– How is it different?

– In the case of heroes, when they die the power returns to the god, but it’s different for those guys.

– How is it different?

– The evil concept itself inside their bodies just disappears.

A sacrifice to protect the world.

That was how the metal bat described the army of the evil god.

– The Demon King and the evil god’s army were half created by the gods in the first place. It’s to let the evil accumulated in the world gather in one place and explode on a small scale before the world itself explodes.

In other words, to detonate the Demon King and evil god’s army before the world blows up.

– Efficient.

I don’t say things like ‘I feel sorry for them!’ or ‘No existence deserves to die like that!’.

Those are lines male and female protagonists would say.

To a villain like me, it looked like an extremely efficient system.

“Why else would they move when they haven’t moved until now?”

“That’s....”

“They are the Hero Alliance. They are the Kingdom Alliance. They are the Religion Alliance. Do you understand?”

“I’m sorry, Lord Hectare!”

A sage who can teach even dwarves.

That was the existence known as Hectare to the Beresseryl Kingdom.

If an ordinary being spouted these words, it would be treated as bullshit, but the story changes when the existence called Hectare says it.

Bullshit can become teachings as well.

“They did not move because there was a spy inside. They knew the state of our army well and hoped it would collapse on its own.”

“That remark is...!”

Count Maberuff was a Swordmaster whose head worked pretty well.

Unlike genius swordsmen like Renia, he steadily built up his skills and experience to become a Swordmaster.

And like people whose heads work well, it was easy to pour some misunderstandings.

“Yes, that’s right. They moved first to defeat the Demon King after hearing that we would defeat the Demon King.”

“Damn it!”

Count Maberuff flushed red as he swore.

“To repeat, they are all alliances. Not a single force but various forces joined together.”

An alliance was not a single force. It was various forces temporarily combining their power for the same purpose.

That was precisely what an alliance was.

It was the same for them as well. Just like the anti-Dong Zhuo alliance that rose up in my past life’s Records of Three Kingdoms to overthrow Dong Zhuo, they were an alliance that rose up to overthrow the Demon King.

Even if the times and worlds are different, if humans are the protagonists of the story, the big flow moves similarly.

That is my judgment as someone who has lived both past and present lives.

“The moment they allied, they had to directly defeat the Demon King.”

The anti-Dong Zhuo alliance only incurred losses and collapsed when it failed to capture Dong Zhuo.

It would be the same for them.

If they fail to defeat the Demon King, they will only incur losses and have to dismantle the alliance.

“The battered and beaten have already allied. They may be able to endure the fruits of victory being taken by another alliance, but they definitely cannot tolerate it being taken by the Beresseryl Kingdom.”

“I sup...pose so.”

Seeing Count Maberuff gritting his teeth, it looks like the misunderstanding has properly started.

“It will be inevitable to lose the ball to other alliances. Because they are heroes, Religions, and kingdoms with greater numbers.”

“But if a small nation like the Beresseryl Kingdom catches the Demon King as a single force, it would be a slap in the face for them.”

“That’s right. That’s why those who had been watching so far have moved.”

It’s probably a coincidence.

It’s an event that occurred by coincidences crossing each other, as often appears in delusional novels.

But the charm of a delusional world is in intricately twisting that coincidence.

Those who were going to watch until the Beresseryl Kingdom was destroyed moved the moment the Beresseryl Kingdom tried to defeat the Demon King.

By twisting that information just enough, Count Maberuff will move as I want.

“I thought they moved for us, even if briefly.”

“Count Maberuff is a good person. However... The good people are the first to die in war.”

“I’m sorry.”

“No. The Count has nothing to apologize for.”

Bowing his head slightly, he raised his sword.

“All troops, listen to me!”

The dazzling blue light.

Shouting it towards the front, he raised his voice.

“The Beresseryl Kingdom will be the one to drive this sword into the Demon King’s heart!”

Seeing him cutting down dozens of evil god troops in one strike, the soldiers started cheering.

Morale rises. But that alone could not defeat the evil god troops.

“Count Maberuff.”

“Yes, Hectare.”

“I have a plan. Can you lend me your mages?”

“Of course.”

It became easier with Count Maberuff so readily lending his mages.

-Ahhh....

Our great pirate DX opened the curtain on the second pirate era, succeeding his captain who was the Pirate King.

-Wicked apostle of the evil god, are you watching?

He captured even the hearts of telegram bugs that everyone called worthless, and spread the white bearded uncle’s words that there is one piece in the world.

-Demon King, I am, we are here.

Following the actions of the great DX,

-Come. The Beresseryl Kingdom is... And I am here!

I also started the world’s first personal broadcast.

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