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Chapter 543 The Great Warrior Falls

This is an era where even demons cannot smile.

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Everywhere you look is covered with white maggots that seem to have hatched from the corpses of humans, history, and civilization. If you had to describe this place in one sentence, it would be "hell".

If you stay there for too long, your soul will be torn apart. The soul will break down before the body. If anyone sees this, they probably won't be able to bear it. That's the kind of place it is.

All the essential elements that created the world have vanished; this is a world already destroyed, a world fabricated by "God." Looking around, only death exists. Only endless death.

Animals disappeared, plants disappeared, people disappeared, birds disappeared, flowers disappeared, buildings disappeared, and even the sea disappeared.

Death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death.

There is no hope here—only despair.

There is no salvation here—only the constant elimination of life.

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All the extinctions and sorrows that humanity has endured to this day are etched in those footprints.

Besides death, there are also fools who are ready to challenge "God," and the last heroes gather before that insurmountable castle called "Heaven," that unbreakable high wall.

With wings on her back and disproportionately large golden fists, Hibiki Tachibana gritted her teeth, struggling to resist the energy storm that seemed to flow to the ends of the universe coming from the sky. She felt as if her whole body was about to be crushed.

The impact transmitted through the phase difference barrier made her bones vibrate, and her consciousness almost flew away. The attack, which surpassed the brilliance of the sun, made their counterattack look as magnificent as moths flying into a flame.

"Damn it!...This way, even getting close is impossible!"

The indifferent and ruthless "gods" looked down from afar at the girls struggling under their power, their power seemingly increasing without limit, like an invincible demon king looking down on the humble heroes kneeling on the ground.

As long as they don't let their guard down, unlike the stories in comics and games where heroes always manage to defeat the demon king, in reality, the heroes are left battered and bruised, while the demon king uses overwhelming power to put them at a disadvantage.

Because they are a threat now.

A skilled hunter will shoot his prey through the leg and then enjoy the prey's last struggle before death. It is the gods' usual mockery. They probably enjoy tasting the souls of the desperate—especially these pure maidens, who have been sacrifices to the gods since ancient times. That is why Yuna was given the chance to deliver that punch.

Because one of the fundamental skills for a god is that he will not die even when his health bar reaches zero.

The gods' health bars are fake; they are immortal and indestructible. Even if you seem to defeat them, they might revive in the next second.

But unlike before when there was only the "Heaven's Rebellion," now there is also the "God-Slaying Fist," which may be impossible to counter, making even the gods unwilling to personally experience being hit.

The aura they exuded in that fleeting moment, like a flash of lightning, gave even the formless gods a dangerous feeling, as if an extreme electric current were rushing through them.

So, just avoid getting hit. No matter how strong the special attack is, it won't work if it doesn't hit the main body.

Destroying them before they even get hit... that's probably a shift from "playing around" to "being serious."

The same script as before, but the decision was made to go all out because the threat was too great.

This world needs no existence other than them, and it needs no heroes, the gods have judged.

They exerted all their strength, everyone exerted all their strength, and for the first time, they rushed to a distance so close to the terrifying god, a distance that even the four brothers of the Big Dipper had not been able to achieve.

However, after that, they couldn't even get within a finger's width of each other, and if they relaxed even slightly, their souls would be eroded.

Even the perfect relic, which was "immortal and indestructible" and "infinitely regenerating," was breached by the wisdom and power of the gods after a period of resistance.

No one can help them anymore; all means have been exhausted, and the inevitable reality is...

—It failed.

—The great hero has fallen. The girls' trembling bodies suddenly became immobile, and the heraldic seals reappeared on their chests once more. They struggled desperately, trying to stand up their stiff, steel-like bodies.

The things I wanted to do, the things I wanted to accomplish, the things I wanted to obtain, the promises and dreams I wanted to fulfill—all of these are filled with endless regrets.

I don't want to die yet.

"————"

But I can't move my body.

Contrary to their will to live, their bodies only groaned in agony.

Anger as molten lava, hatred deeper than darkness, poured all emotions into that immobile thing, like a puppet.

But their bodies were protesting, saying they were in pain, wanted to stop fighting, and didn't want to go any further.

"————"

Not anymore.

Everyone can't help but think, how many times must we be tormented by unreasonable fate and mocked by illogical endings before it's enough?

"————The brave man."

Just as the girls could only watch helplessly as the world crumbled, just as a thought of giving up crossed their minds, they heard that voice.

Even if everyone in the world succumbs to despair.

She will grit her teeth, suppress her fear, stifle her pain, and let courage prevail over fear.

"Flying Fist ...

The hero flew out of the sea of ​​trees, his body enveloped in cherry blossom-colored light, and threw his fist towards the sky, causing cherry blossoms to bloom in the air.

That punch dispelled the despair that everyone felt was hopeless.

Everyone forgot about their physical condition and just stared blankly at the scene.

Those eyes, brimming with unwavering will, shone brightly even in a faded world.

That unwavering expression, that radiance of life, was deeply imprinted in their eyes. Amidst the scattering flames, the blooming warriors gradually disintegrated, turning into specks of light and petals.

The next moment.

The instant the gods were poised to unleash their destruction, the instant Yuna stepped into death, the instant Hibiki's eyes widened, and the instant the entire Hero Club let out a mournful cry.

Time suddenly seemed to stretch out, and everything in the world stood still in time slowed down a million times. From all things, only one voice rang out.

"Don't panic."

Someone's voice rang out, and that uncompromising tone made everyone gasp.

In a situation where defeat was their fate, a cold, deep, and earnest voice reached their ears.

"That voice...?"

It seems to be that person, no, it's definitely that person. Just as Yuuki Yuna was thinking this, a large, illusory, and warm hand touched her head.

"Sorry I'm late... It took me a while to get up."

The great hero fell, and the savior of the Big Dipper rose.

(End of this chapter)