The story of justice as a Tucao servant

55. The brave man whose name is the devil tried to become a hero, but he couldn't

"Mom! Mom! Why have I never seen my father? They all said that my father is dead!" The young boy asked his mother tearfully while holding the puppet.

(Am I.......not an orphan? Is this a memory of when?)

The gentle mother knelt down and hugged the boy, softly soothing:

"Your father is the greatest scientist in the world. He dedicated everything to science. He is a hero of justice."

"Then I also want to be like my father! Be a hero of justice!" The boy smiled through his tears with twinkling star eyes.

(I understand, this is - a memory I have long forgotten, before coming to this world.)

"Hoo-hoo..." The boy gasped heavily, waking up from his nightmare.

Just by looking up, you can see the surrounding sky full of stars, and the gentle breeze blows over your cheeks, sprinkling the starlight on your face.

The boy was lying alone in the empty temple, which was the boy's last resting place.

The companion I wanted to protect is gone.

The guarded people are hating the brave now, right?

The person I like, betrayed.

(The shore of the lake, without even thinking about it, is sure to be surrounded by crusaders, right? Sorry, there is such a vile brave man.) The boy laughed at himself like this.

(My justice.)

The salty, unknown water fell on the lips, stimulating the dry taste buds.

"Since you don't need me anymore," the boy said to himself:

"Then... I..."

Can I kill you guys?

after all--

I don't want to die either!

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"It's time to come, it's coming after all." The old man sighed heavily, and put away the diary he was looking at repeatedly.

With trembling hands, he picked up the almost cold black tea and drank it down.

"Pala——" The exquisite teacup fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and turned into sharp and thorny fragments—from round and perfect to mean and useless.

"Sure enough, I'm already old! I even forgot to add honey." Stroking his forehead, the old man looked out the window at the full moon of blood hanging high in the sky.

Just now, the cause and effect and laws of this world were destroyed.

Who did it, you don't even need to think about it.

"This ridiculous last sliver of equality, the last benevolence of the gods, has also become history."

It is no longer possible for newborn children to become powerful mages or swordsmen through acquired efforts, everything will be determined by talent.

What the big prophecy can see is only a bloody future.

Standing among the ruins was a blood-stained red-haired boy.

"Master..." The old man couldn't help but blurted out like that.

Putting on the luxurious and sacred robe symbolizing the spokesperson of God, the old man pushed open the long-closed door.

"So impatient to die? Hopnis...?"

The pink-haired girl seemed to have predicted it long ago, leaning against the wall at the door, as if she had been waiting here for a long time.

"...Thank you, Bart Flay, now, let me take up the role of the brave."

The old man squatted down and gave the girl a gentle hug.

"Bye now."

With the activation of the teleportation array, the old man no longer looked back, and as the golden light disappeared, he was submerged in darkness.

Now, the girl who will never grow up is left alone, hugging the rabbit puppet, staring blankly at the blood moon.

"Bastard....old bastard!"

The girl began to dance, and with the cute swing of the pink dress, she danced under the magic of the blood moon.

"In my heart, His Royal Highness the prince will always live, and there will always be fairy tales with no ending."

The colorful bubbles dance like dreams and illusions.

"But this academy still needs me to guard it, as the VII dean of Hero!"

"Blood moon, the end of the beast tide!"

Surrounded by the bubbles, the pink-haired girl landed in the central square of Hero.In the silent night, the students were all asleep, and no one would know the impending disaster.

The maiden began to chant:

"Wind! The wind that connects the four directions!"

"Water! The water that sustains all things!"

"Fire! Crack the fire of confusion!"

"Earth! The land that connects to the roots!"

"Star! The star that created the world!"

"Golden Day!—Venus' fifth magic circle!"

The elements are constantly shifting, building, transforming, building—the cycle repeats.

The huge golden barrier encloses the entire Hero, wrapping it airtight.

"Here we come...... Unfortunately, the special skittle candy, I knew I would order more from that bastard." The girl muttered with her mouth puffed up, and threw a pink candy into her mouth.

Under the dark night, a pair of hungry and greedy eyes glowed red.

"Ouch-"

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"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

The red-haired boy bared his sharp canine teeth and roared like a beast that had lost its mind.

The originally pure and cool red pupils were obscured and covered up by the crazy colors of blood and hatred.

This will be unprecedented, the largest beast tide.

The young man who was endowed with the blessing of sorrow by the blood moon held the sword of nothingness in his hand. As the king of the monsters tonight, he was crowned by the evil dragon god.

The man with golden blue hair stepped forward and patted the boy on the shoulder, whispering in his ear:

"Did you know? Blood Moon, Demon King, I am the author of these laws~"

"Only the so-called boring brave man was made by that guy! Besides—my real name is Behemoth! It's not the name of an idiot like Bahamut!"

All the monsters in the world, even those humans who hate the world, will be under the influence of the salt pile in the blood moon, just like the dragon, eager to destroy the world.

"Destroy! Humans! Despair! Humans! Let the gods see how pathetic their creations are! Struggle like ants on this earth!"

The boy moved, even if he lost his mind, the combat skills he knew well would never disappear.The skin all over the body is covered with magic lines, shining with a strange light.

Raising the Sword of Destiny, he led his army to charge humans.

Countless monsters, drooling, poured over the sky and covered the earth.

The bright red silk scarf around the boy's neck,

given by blood—

Defiled!

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It is a burning ruin.

Among the broken walls, there were still a few wolf-shaped monsters gnawing on the dismembered corpses of the guards.

Where the impenetrable wall once stood, a yellow-haired woman is weeping in the ashes, holding the last intact brick.

The Steel Fortress, which was independent of Sen, finally ceased to exist after three irresistible aggressions.

This city has stood firm in countless battles.

Even though it keeps changing hands, its people always love the land that raised them.

This was at the last moment, and it was also called 'Rolin' by people.

Why is the woman crying?Tears even soaked the brick.

She was weeping for her long-sacrificed husband.

She is weeping for the people of this city.

She was crying about why she was still alive.

(Why should I be named Disp?) She complained about the injustice of fate and resented the parents who gave her the name.

"Lord, grant me death!"

The few wolves who hadn't finished their meal looked over and stared at the delicious meal excitedly.

When the animal's mouth was about to fall with a fishy smell and stench, the woman closed her eyes, waiting for the approach of death.

???

The expected pain and death did not come.The woman opened her eyes again, only to see that the wolves had fallen into a pool of blood.

The old man in white robe smiled and stretched out his hand, saying:

"Are you all right? It's over, Ms. Disp."

The woman opened her mouth wide, trying to scream, but couldn't, and just passed out.

"Hahahahaha." The old man laughed like a child, and set up a simple defensive circle for the sleeping woman.

This is the last bad taste of the brave man in white.

This is despair, right?

(I'm not a righteous hero either......although I'm going to save the world now.)

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The originally calm sea was broken by a sudden huge wave.

The small fishing boat is like a flat boat, ups and downs in this mighty sea monster.

A blood-colored moon dyed the sea water a scarlet color.

Skillfully controlling the fishing boat, the experienced fisherman rushed towards the sea against the waves, and crashed into the water wall at the moment when he was about to be photographed.

When everything returned to calm again, the water-stained fisherman collapsed on the bow of the boat, showing a happy smile.

He conquered nature.

"Bam—"

A huge tentacle tied up the entire fishing boat and pulled it into the sea.Without even struggling, it became a fresh supper.

Even the ocean is not immune to the blood moon blessed by the pile of salt.

"The bloody brave will destroy the world, and the white disciples will bring another kind of salvation to the world—this is what I see, the fuzzy future."

The blond-haired Naga boy said to the purple-haired boss while looking at the tragic scene at sea.

"Thank you, Bessemo, please trouble you for the next defense." Patting the boy's head, the man begged.

"Leave it to me, Mr. Mordel!"

The boy talked excitedly, and sang a nursery rhyme belonging to the sea, the story——

"What comes back, hatred will never dissipate.

The sound of silence, the heart will transcend all.

Best wishes and time.

A dream without a dream, only nothingness is still expanding in the palm of your hand.

Gorgon remembers in the sun.

This dance of wind and flames! "

The giant pincers and tentacles were blocked by a blue light curtain.

At the end, the boy prayed for his friends with similar personalities:

"Your story will continue until the end of the world."

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Facing the hordes of monsters attacking in groups, the soldiers steadfastly guarding the city could only stop the group of crazy monsters for a moment only by relying on the rain of arrows all over the sky.

"Boom—boom—" the city trembled under the impact of the monsters.

Unlike the sturdy Luolin, it was only a matter of time before the walls of this level were broken into pieces.

But the boy was unwilling to give them even the last struggle.

"boring."

Within the time of just a soft sigh, the young man appeared above the city wall like a stream of fire.

The flying arrows didn't even touch the boy's clothes, and they disappeared in the dark flames.

The boy with blood-colored pupils showed an innocent and cute smile.

"Pile of Salt!"

Under the plain and unpretentious light, the final color is hidden.

Cities, soldiers, common people, and livestock, all turned into crystal clear salt crystals under the Sword of Demise.

Even existence is erased.

The monsters crossed the mountainous sea of ​​salt and rushed forward.

After all - they wouldn't be interested in salt, would they?

......? ? ?

A figure walked slowly in the rushing tide of monsters.

The monsters around seemed to be unable to see him, just running forward.

Stepping on the salt crystal, I made the sound of "crack, bang, bang".

It was an old man in a white robe, the boy's mentor - Hopnis Andinis.

What he held in his hand was the golden blue giant sword that was formally abandoned by the boy.

"Master, I'm here to take you home." The old man said so.

“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！”纵使被狂化了，少年依旧痛苦的嘶吼着。

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{Hopniss, I'm sorry, but please...}

I know, that's what I was going to do.

Well ^_^ Who told me to be a brave man?

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