Hell has invaded, but my Hextech is invincible!

Chapter 79 Last Words Before Departure (1/3)

Hextech turned to look at the enhanced soldiers lying on the ground: "Thank you all."

The soldiers struggled to their feet, their eyes filled with awe and reverence, devoid of any resentment as they looked at Hex. Only by personally confronting this savior could they truly grasp the terrifying power contained within his body.

One of the blond-haired enhanced soldiers couldn't help but exclaim, "Savior!"

"I've met a paladin once, and I feel you are even more powerful than a paladin!"

"Yes, only a legendary saint can compare to you!"

"Those bishops are no match for you!"

"You must lead us to Rome someday!"

"I think you'd be better off sitting in the Pope's seat!"

The flattery kept coming, making Hextech a little embarrassed.

A burst of applause broke the silence, interrupting the continuous flattery.

Ada leaped down from the high platform beside her and quickly walked up to Hex.

"Savior, Speaker Mondrian has returned and wishes to see you."

Hextech nodded slightly.

He had only met this elusive former Roman Catholic cardinal once, during his first awakening, when the cardinal publicly announced his identity as the savior.

After that, Mondrian left the base in haste and was never heard from again.

"Looks like I need to get going, right?" Hex asked knowingly.

Ada replied truthfully, "Of course."

"These days, the base's operators almost regard you as a living god."

"If you could stay and lead them, that would be wonderful."

"But I'm afraid we really can't keep you any longer," Ada said with a smile, seemingly very polite.

"In the past three days, we have been attacked by monsters three times in a row."

"Each one is bigger than the last one."

"Even though the entire base is protected by a dedicated ritual array."

"But the next attack will only be more intense than the last."

"We may not be able to withstand it."

Hex said in a low voice, "What a nuisance."

His life has been fulfilling and busy these past few days.

Every morning at seven o'clock, I would study church scriptures on time, and after the morning service, I would begin to practice the practical use of firearms and various weapons.

In the afternoon, I followed Benev to learn close combat techniques and hone my practical skills.

In the evenings, Ada personally taught them stealth techniques and various special agent skills until 10 p.m.

After showering, I flipped through a few books that document the local customs and human geography of this world.

He was awakened by monsters in the middle of the night, jumped off the fortress, and killed the monsters that dared to attack him.

Perhaps because Kalodos was worried that Hex would increase his strength by killing a large number of monsters, the number of monsters that attacked him at midnight each day was not large, but the individual monsters were extremely strong.

Moreover, each one is more troublesome than the last. They specifically targeted his melee strength, but he has a cooldown period and his speed is not very fast. They specially prepared a large number of monsters with control abilities to deal with him.

Even last night, the monstrous siren silently slipped past the protective array and infiltrated the fortress.

If Ada hadn't discovered it, Hex would have been given a wet kiss by that ugly-faced siren while he was asleep.

The demon wasn't stupid. Kalodos knew to adjust his strategy against Hextech based on the situation. Hextech's original plan to quickly stack steel using attraction was ruined before it even began.

Hextech is now like a mobile scourge, chasing after hellish monsters wherever it goes. Of course, it's even more dangerous at sea, since the dark forbidden zones at sea are left unchecked, while the dark forbidden zones on land are kept under the watchful eye of the Church.

The two walked on until they reached a balcony, where Ida stopped.

"I'm right here. The Speaker would like to speak with you privately." She pointed in that direction.

Hex nodded and stepped onto the balcony.

Mondrian was leaning against the balcony railing, gazing at the island scenery before him and the dark, boundless sea in the distance.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around, his tone apologetic: "Sorry."

"The Gates of Hell incident occurred in Bucharest, Romania some time ago."

"The united front of the three Eastern European countries has suffered a severe blow."

"I have to clean up this mess myself."

"An invasion of Hellgates also broke out in Eastern Europe?" Hextech looked surprised; this wasn't mentioned in the game.

It's also possible that Hextech skipped through the story too quickly and we didn't see it.

Mondrian sighed slightly: "In addition, large-scale monster attacks on towns have also occurred within the Nordic Union."

"A cult incident broke out in the Duchy of Bavaria in the Holy Roman Empire."

"A similar incident, known as the Gates of Hell, is also unfolding in Andorra, France."

"Within a single week, three incidents of the Gates of Hell have occurred across Europe."

"Nothing like this has ever happened in history." He looked intently at Hex.

Hextech knows that Andorra is the homeland of half the people on WeChat.

"This is too much of a coincidence," Hex said, frowning.

"This has never been a coincidence," Mondrian said gravely.

"There have only been 38 recorded instances of the Gates of Hell."

"In the past, this would happen on average only once every 21 years."

"But in the last fifty years, the frequency of outbreaks has been increasing."

"The fact that three such incidents have occurred in succession this year is an extremely abnormal sign."

"This suggests that a consensus may have been reached within Hell."

"They temporarily set aside their internal strife and prepared to launch a full-scale invasion of the human world."

"Obviously, this is undoubtedly the worst news for us."

Hextech raised an eyebrow.

Although he was skipping the storyline, he knew that after the game started, the human world would experience small invasions every three days and major riots every five days, with news of monsters and demons causing chaos everywhere.

In games, this is a normal setting for plot compression. After all, to advance the main storyline and fill in dungeon content, the protagonist can't be left idle.

Crisis Contract, Holiday Dungeons, and Hell Invasion Exclusive Dungeons will also be launched one after another.

But when all of this comes into reality, it becomes extremely unusual.

This means that demons are about to launch an unprecedented, large-scale, and comprehensive invasion of the human world.

Mondrian sighed deeply, his tone tinged with sorrow: "No one knows better than us that humanity has survived to this day not because of the bravery of its warriors, the piety of its clergy, or the power of its paladins."

"Instead, hell itself is constantly embroiled in endless infighting."

"Every time demons invade humanity, other demons from hell always come out to cause trouble."

"In the past thousand years, Hell has only seen two instances of multi-layered demons joining forces."

"Even just twice, the Hellish Army's advance reached the European continent."

"Humanity was almost completely wiped out."

Hex was somewhat surprised, not expecting that this high-ranking former cardinal was a pessimistic loser.

Mondrian noticed Hextech's strange look and asked in a deep voice, "Are you questioning my resolve to resist Hell?"

"Or do you still believe that I've secretly sided with hell?"

Hex said, "If you really wanted to join Hell, you wouldn't have chosen to join the United Front when you betrayed the Church; joining a cult would have been a more direct choice."

Mondrian chuckled softly upon hearing this, and his tense expression instantly relaxed.

"Hextech, you're completely different from what I imagined," he said slowly.

"Actually, when I first received the information from Ada, I couldn't believe it myself."

"The legendary savior will appear in this way."

"You yourself have doubted this messianic prophecy, haven't you?" Hex said.

"Heh, yes, especially Ida's report on you makes me even more suspicious," Mondrian said.

"Because you're too normal." I've learned that you're an optimistic person with a normal sense of right and wrong, who knows how to avoid danger, retreat from powerful enemies, and is skilled at disguise and strategy. Your understanding of the church and the united front is very accurate, far exceeding that of ordinary people, and even far exceeding that of most royalty and nobility.

At this point, Mondrian's tone became complicated: "Neither the Church nor the United Front are purely righteous forces."

"For ordinary people, the church is a mountain that oppresses them, sucking their blood and controlling their minds."

"The United Front is a group of rioters who exploit their suffering, incite rebellion, and make them sacrifice themselves in vain."

"Neither side truly cares about the happiness and survival of ordinary people."

"You're so clear-headed and insightful, yet you lack any so-called great love." "Are you really a savior?"

Mondrian looked up, staring intently at Hex, his tone gradually becoming more resolute.

"It wasn't until Ada asked you three questions that you became convinced that you were human."

"At that moment, I knew that you were the savior that humanity had been waiting for for thousands of years."

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