Became the Emperor in the Hero Game

91 – Part 2 Episode 47

“What is going on… ?”

After Kiriya appeared, nothing was visible.

It didn’t make sense for the hero to kill the vicious dragon, Nidhogg so easily.

The king of all beasts, the lord of great war.

And the old dragon.

Among many dragons – most of them died during the Great War and Civil War – the name of the old dragon was never taken lightly.

Even if the demon king returns, he won’t kill the ferocious dragon so easily.

I wouldn’t be able to.

At least it would have been a longer, more tedious battle.

“This… I’m having trouble with this… “

Objectively, Tiuria, the daughter of the Demon King, was still weaker than the ferocious dragon.

Even during the Great War, the only demon that could be sure of victory against the ferocious dragon was the Demon King, and Tiuria still hadn’t reached the level of the Elders.

“A hero… First of all, what the hell is that… ?”

The demon king, the demon king.

It didn’t make sense from the point of being killed by humans.

Unless the old knight god returns, there will be no humans who can deal with the demon lord.

“What is going on… “

“What. Days. Happening whether there is you. Have to explain I will. Same.”

Black energy spoke to Tiuria who was muttering to herself.

“Yes? What do you mean?”

“Slaughter.”

“Oh? Is that? Didn’t I tell you?”

“f*ck, er, eat, year.”

“Yes? You talk too much to a lady!”

“Strength. You stole it.”

The chaos and deaths caused by the Slaughter Cult were by no means small, and the aftermath was also great.

However, it was a puzzled death because the power that came in was less than expected, but at some point, the massacre got out of his control and descended on the continent.

Only one thing can do this.

It’s only Tiuria, the daughter of the Demon King.

“Hmm? Did you ever think the devil would keep his promise? Dementia?”

Tiuria asked as if she was genuinely concerned about her death.

Her death hand trembled at that sly response, but now her initiative rested with Tiuria.

“By the way, how are you outside the continent these days? Are you in good control?”

“Ma.God.”

“Why are you drinking? Will I finally get rid of you? It’s not. Isn’t Kiriya the first to drink? Well, after killing Kiriya, we will have to kill the Demon God.”

“Warning. A new god on the continent. Careful.”

“… Are you talking about warriors? But. It can be. Since he killed the vicious dragon so easily, of course the transcendent would be beaten, and he might be a god. Then, the swordsman?”

Remembering her many possibilities, Tiuria played her tricks, but there was no answer from her death.

“What, are you mad? Hey, what are you pissed off about? What, did you really go? Aren’t you watching the massacre? Hey?”

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The furthest edge of the continent.

A place where no kingdom has been established and the authority of the emperor is out of reach.

A man wearing red armor and holding a red greatsword slowly opened her eyes.

“It’s been a while since the continent.”

The appearance of his man was noisy, with red energy spreading in all directions, so when he opened his eyes, he was already surrounded by a group of free knights.

Tel, the leader of the free knights and the knight in charge of security in the borderlands, asked the red man, Haksal as his representative.

“Who are you?”

Not flashy, but neat armor, one-handed sword that is neither too long nor too short.

Most of the free knights had a similar appearance, which reminded Haksal of someone.

“Huh.”

A light sigh.

How strong the life force felt from that sigh was, and upon reaching the level of master, everyone except the leader of the free knights, who slain the monsters in the area and maintained order in the periphery, lost their minds.

“What is this… !”

The leader of the free knights pulled out his sword and charged at Haksal, but Haksal just waved his hand as if it were annoying.

That was the end.

The man who reached the master’s level could not even resist properly and turned into a handful of blood.

Other knights who followed him met the same fate.

“There are still descendants of the goddamn Sarion.”

Haksal, who didn’t like that, moved on, feeling annoyed.

There was no destination.

I was just thinking of killing everything that seemed to be moving wherever my footsteps landed.

It was a single bolt of lightning that fell from the sky that stopped the massacre.

Red energy radiating from the greatsword of slaughter cut the lightning in half.

It was because the lightning god, who was once the strongest god, never regained his former glory, and even in the old continent, the slaughter, which was counted among the top ten in the old continent, was complete.

“Lausin… ?”

“No.”

The answer came back to the self-talk of the massacre, which he spat out in bewilderment.

What appeared was a man clad in the lightning of an old god and a godhead he had never seen before.

“I am Xn, Xn Audas.”

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Slaughter.

An ancient god who was said to have been decapitated by a knight god.

It’s true that he thought it was a little funny because only the record of defeat remained.

“Who are you?”

The massacre I faced was stronger than anyone I had ever met.

I had a hunch that it would be difficult for those who did not build up enough dignity to even engage in battle with Slaughter, as the red aura that emanated from the massacre was alive and breathing.

However, it was not at all difficult to deal with.

“Slaughter, right?”

“Answer my question, young god.”

“If you barely saved your life, you will thank your luck and live in hiding. How does it feel to survive because a man named God begged others for his life?”

Haksal swung his greatsword instead of answering, and Shien’s sword, clad in blue lightning, struck back.

Just before the two red and blue energies collided, I opened my mouth.

“The two swordsmen will duel. Fight for your honor.”

Instantly, the Greatsword of Massacre and the Sword of Shien collided, and blue lightning and red swords mixed in a dizzying mix, but neither was pushed back.

“You are a descendant of lizards.”

Haksal, who stepped back and opened up his seat, glared at me and said.

“Befitting a savage with no manners, even his mannerisms are vulgar.”

Duel, honor.

It has nothing to do with the slaughter, and the power of Sarion that cut off his head became a spell and imprisoned the slaughter.

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On the contrary, Shien’s blue lightning burned even more brightly.

Currently, Shien is not a pure lightning god, but the king of the empire and my knight.

My Yellow Word served as a curse to Haksal and a blessing to Shien.

“Victory, my friend Shien.”

With the last word of blessing, I took a step back and expressed my intention not to get involved in the battle between the two gods.

This is what we agreed with Kiriya in advance.

‘ Emperor. Your divinity belongs to those who rule, not those who fight.’

‘Jim is also an excellent master mage.’

‘Of course, I know that I reached transcendence with magic alone, but the opponent is still a massacre. A god who created a new concept simply by killing him.’

‘… So, what do you mean?’

Defining the fight between Shien and Haksal in the form of a duel, and letting them fight. That’s my way of dealing with massacre.’

Shien’s past, or previous life. Anyway.

No matter how strong Lausin was, the current Shien does not have all of that power.

Even in the form of a duel, you never know if Shien can kill Haksal.

However, since Shien strongly agreed with this method, I had no choice but to trust him.

Apart from that, myself. I also thought that I needed to learn a new way of fighting as a godhead.

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“Victory, my friend Shien.”

By order of His Majesty the Emperor. A friend’s request came.

“My name, I will accept it.”

Chien, who was small, slowly approached Haksal.

Haksal said as he glared at Shien while holding the greatsword in one hand.

“Raushin, you are weak.”

“I am Xian.”

“You can’t even remember your name anymore? The aftereffects from the Dragon Lord must have been great.”

Shien realized.

Ah, you don’t understand the language.

Still, it didn’t matter.

Because he’s not even worth talking to.

Blue lightning was fired in the form of a sword.

Haknage slammed his greatsword into the ground, and then great red blades erupted.

I came up and hit the blue sword.

The red blades stretched endlessly and aimed at Shien, but blue lightning struck and shattered the blades.

“hehehe.”

Haksal laughed and continued to swing his blades.

That lightning, that great deity.

It was a short moment, but it was an absolute deity that reigned over all gods and transcendental beings.

I don’t know why, but if I can kill that weakened deity and steal even a part of it, how strong can I become?

Even if only part of the divine power could be stolen, it would be possible to challenge death and demons.

After defeating both of them like that, now the Dragon Lord…

At some point, the lightning that broke all the blades and flew in broke the thought of the massacre.