Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 693 I... am not reconciled
Although Li Miao, in his Saintly Fire Phase state, had escaped from the crimson hand and quickly flew up, the crimson hand beneath him was even faster than him!

It was clear that he was about to be subjected to secondary control.

A terrifying torrent of magic, accompanied by intense light, suddenly surged forth!
Seeing this, the hero's resentment forced him to distract himself from fighting back.

Li Miao, who was standing nearby, quickly took the opportunity to escape and get away from the danger, reaching the shore.

"He has the ability to penetrate and mark targets, be careful!"

As Li Miao tapped off the reply wax block, he quickly and concisely informed the shore of what he had just discovered.

Their relationship naturally didn't require any politeness during such a time-sensitive period.

"But that's not the most troublesome thing."

"This guy would be the most difficult to deal with if he had a complete sense of self like an NPC!"

He came ashore with a serious expression.

Although it was only a brief exchange, they had already sensed the strength of their opponent.

More importantly, this hero's resentment originated from the soul of the previous hero, Aluga, indicating that the other party likely possesses a complete self-awareness.

A boss without self-awareness and a boss with self-awareness are completely different concepts!
The hero's resentment is clearly the latter.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to force Li Miao to the point he was in just one encounter.

If he hadn't been rescued ashore, he would have been seriously injured, if not killed.

Upon hearing the news of going ashore, Li Miao's heart sank a little.

at the same time.

The resentment of the hero who had blocked the torrent of Meteoros also lowered his arms.

As the flames of war raged in his hands, the black swirling blades from all directions were summoned and flew back at lightning speed, quickly solidifying back to their original form.

The hero, dragging his sword, slowly walked towards the two.

"I'm giving you one last chance..."

"Now, go and smash the pillar..."

"In that case, I will allow one of you to live."

The hero's hoarse, low voice, filled with resentment, carried a chilling undertone.

Don't break the pillar... that's the only way I can keep him in check...

He had long lost his heroic spirit... and become a prisoner of power...

The hero's helmet in the inventory once again spoke weakly.

Li Miao took a deep breath: "No need to say more."

"bring it on!"

"Let's see just how powerful this strength you gained through heroic will truly is!"

Li Miao pointed his spear at the hero's resentment, his expression resolute.

Upon hearing his words, he went ashore without saying a word, but silently gripped his staff, gathering his strength.

"Use the remnant soul and the praise!"

"Give it your all, don't procrastinate!"

Li Miao whispered to the person who went ashore beside him.

The next moment, the two of them took out [Nigar's Remnant Soul] at the same time. After a flash of light, two wet feather remnant souls appeared beside them.

The Saintly Fire aspect was also activated, and the golden and black intertwined feathers began to radiate the subtle power of the tinder, instantly condensing into two pitch-black figures.

In an instant, the battlefield changed from two against one to six against one!

Li Miao, a veteran of many battles, knew that when facing an enemy with a complete sense of self, he had to strive to end the battle as quickly as possible, otherwise they would be forced to show their disadvantage in a protracted war.

"court death!!!"

The hero, clearly aware of their intentions and actions, roared and brandished his crimson-black greatsword, attacking the two.

The two, who had originally planned to take the medicine, had no choice but to give up when they saw this situation.

However, Li Miao and his companion, who had gone all out to reach the shore, not only had the help of the remnant soul, but also the support of the light and shadow boundary praised by all living beings. In addition, they had already activated the Saintly Fire Phase, making their combat power completely different from before.

In an instant, the battlefield erupted!
Countless spells dazzled the eye, and powerful combat techniques tore the earth apart, even ripping the air. The shockwaves and explosions from the battle caused the entire area to tremble violently!
Faced with such immense pressure, even Hero's Resentment had no choice but to unleash his Saintly Fire Form.

His power of fire is also extremely strange, driven by endless resentment and unwillingness, and has a powerful penetrating effect, which greatly enhances his combat power.

However, his potential power is clearly not limited to these; his power of fire probably also contains a deeper layer of war.

However, it was not demonstrated, perhaps due to the stringent usage conditions or other reasons.

Furthermore, during this fierce battle, the two also discovered his most obvious weakness.

Insufficient combat experience!

Despite his formidable strength, he doesn't seem to have experienced any significant battles.

This allowed the two, who were completely open with each other, to quickly find an opportunity, thanks to their tacit understanding.

"drink!!!"

Li Miao roared angrily and unhesitatingly mobilized all the power of the fire. The lance, which had already turned into flames, instantly grew in size and pierced through the hero's resentment with unparalleled momentum.

when--

Like a heavy hammer slamming down on the steel sword, the full force of the forging steel and molten fire shattered the hero's resentful and upright figure.

“Mitelus…”

“Torrent!!!”

The shore-going crew, who had been poised to act, followed suit without hesitation. Taking advantage of the moment when the shore-going crew was stunned by the steel-forging fire, a torrent of magic suddenly erupted.

As the flames of war raged, his robes fluttered wildly, his hair moved without wind, and he gritted his teeth, veins bulging, pouring all his power into this one strike!
"Do not!!!"

Amidst the torrent of magic, the hero's resentment roared with extreme unwillingness, and his crimson-black greatsword and body began to disintegrate together.

You have slain the hero's resentment.

Even after seeing the information prompt, they did not stop wading through the rapids after getting ashore.

He had to gradually withdraw his power only when his mana was depleted.

Strangely, even after death, the hero's resentment did not completely disappear.

His body returned to its original size, and he knelt on the ground, leaning on his sword. The crimson-black power dissipated along with his soul.

He began to mutter to himself, but with each word he spoke, his crumbling soul and faith diminished further, like the vomiting blood of a dying man.

"I abandoned...everything I once cherished...yet I still couldn't escape...defeat..."

"Ah……"

"It must be... that what I abandoned... wasn't... thorough enough..."

"I can not be reconciled……"

Until its last sound disappeared.

His resentment and depravity eventually vanished like ashes after being burned out, along with his beliefs.

Seeing him completely dead, leaving only a pile of faintly glowing debris, I finally felt relieved after getting ashore.

"Holy crap, that scared me! I thought this had a second stage. I'm completely out of drops..."

I wiped the cold sweat off my face after getting ashore.

Although this is not a protracted or drawn-out battle.

But only the two of them knew the dangers involved.

Going all out can quickly determine the winner, but a slight misstep can lead to a disadvantage and even death.

Fortunately, their decision was correct.

If the opponent gets used to the rhythm of the battle, it's hard to say who will lose...

Could you please... bring the hero's helmet... to... the pillar...?

The voice coming from the hero's helmet seemed even weaker.

(End of this chapter)