An ordinary profession creates the world's strongest

(I am willing to sacrifice my life, let me save you! Even if it’s only for this moment, give me strength!)

Just as the greatsword was about to pierce Sharon, there was a loud bang.

No, there wasn't actually a loud noise. Rather, it was a powerful and violent surge of force that gave the illusion of a loud noise.

Darion turned around anxiously, his expression no longer relaxed. What he saw was a pure white light rising into the sky.

──Limit Breakthrough·Special Derivative Martyr.

The effect is to increase all ability values ​​by dozens of times. However, the effect only lasts for ten seconds and comes at the cost of one's life.

This is a magical skill that can only be used once in a lifetime, and it requires all the remaining life to be risked in just ten seconds.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

“You, you…!”

This time, it was Darion who was sent flying, and Ryanhead immediately gave chase. Because there would be no chance again.

"I'm going to defeat you right here!"

The holy sword shone with an unprecedented intensity, forming a blade of light. Darion raised his greatsword to block it, but it was cut through as easily as paper.

In Ryanhead's vision, the world faded, time slowed down, and he saw Darion's eyes widen.

The second greatsword slashed down. Lionhead sacrificed an arm, taking advantage of the moment when the bone caught the blade to twist it, changing the trajectory of the sword.

Then, he thrust the most powerful "Thrust" of his life into the opponent's defenseless chest, where the Apostle's Core was located.

Even though the apostle's body was so hard that ordinary blades could not cause any damage, the holy sword penetrated deeply with ease, like a sword entering a scabbard.

"Holy Sword—Kiya Otto! Put an end to his obsession!"

"No, impossible!"

Darion has only one soul, and even if it can be divided, all of them are connected. Therefore, they can communicate with each other through the soul.

Conversely, as long as power is exerted on the soul, all divided souls will be affected.

This power will destroy all of Darion Kaz's soul! Even if Esid couldn't do it, Wuya Otto, the goddess who had been with his soul for many years, could do it.

The light waves swelled, and a strong flash enveloped the sea of ​​trees, shocking even the frantic army and forcing them to stop.

“…Goddess…I…”

Light particles scattered in the air like stars, and Darion drew the holy sword from his chest, reaching out towards it.

In that instant, it was like a hallucination. A black-haired young man lowered his head, and a black-haired girl tightly grasped the young man's hand.

Darion fell to the ground, and Ryanhead also fell to his knees.

"Ryan Hyde!"

Sharon crawled over and snuggled up to Ryanhead. Ryanhead squeezed his last bit of strength and handed the holy sword to Sharon. Sharon tightly grasped Ryanhead's hand holding the hilt.

"...Even if we try our best...we'll all die together..."

"Ryan Hyde..."

Tears welled up in his eyes. Even though his entire body was in excruciating pain, Sharon didn't care. His intuition told him that if he missed this opportunity, he would never be able to talk to this loyal guard knight again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I can't do anything. I can't repay you at all."

Ryan Hyde narrowed his eyes gently and shook his head.

“…Kiya Otto, please. Please grant this sir… strength…”

"Ryan Hyde?"

Lionhead made a request to the shimmering holy sword.

"Please allow the gentle and kind son of the knight... Sharon Byrne... to inherit the holy sword..."

Sharon's eyes widened. Then, the holy sword slipped from Lionhead's hand and automatically floated into the air.

The holy sword leaned towards Sharon, as if to respond to Ryanhead's wish.

The contemporary brave man and the next generation brave man met eyes.

"You can definitely... become... stronger... than anyone else..."

These were Ryan Hyde's last words.

"I, I will! I will become stronger than anyone else!"

Sharon swore an oath in the manner of a knight, and after a brief moment of reflection and mourning, he stood up.

The sounds of war were still in my ears. It wouldn't be long before the flames of war spread here.

"I'm done."

Sharon grasped the holy sword floating in the air, closed his eyes, and rested his forehead on the sword's belly.

"What can I do to stop this war?"

He asked quietly, and the holy sword glowed faintly.

Sharon raised his head and stared straight at the tree. "Yeah, it's okay." The method Sharon had decided to use was extremely dangerous for a tired and injured man. But his eyes were as clear as the spring water in a quiet forest.

"Sharon, little brother..."

At that moment, Nesica appeared. Blood gushed from her wounded flank, her body leaning against a nearby tree trunk, her breathing rapid. Seeing the lifeless Ryan Hyde and Sharon clutching the holy sword, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Lady Nesica, I'm sorry. I need your wings right now."

The boy in front of her was not even ten years old, but his eyes frightened Nesica. However, Nesica soon smiled happily again.

"For us dragon people, this is the highest honor, my little hero."

After saying that, Nesica transformed into a white wisteria-colored dragon that controls light and water, and flew into the sky carrying the little hero on its back.

Avoiding the branches of the big trees, it flew over the capital.

From the air, the two men spotted Bart's figure. He stood still, steady. The frantic army roared past him, but he didn't react. Marshall collapsed at the entrance to the tree.

"Hurry, hurry to the tree roots!"

After Nesica sent out a stream of water to sweep away the army, it landed in front of the tree roots.

The surviving warriors, along with the orcs who peered out from above the palace with despairing expressions, all stared at the two in astonishment. Sharon turned his back to the tree, planted his holy sword in the ground, and began to concentrate.

Nesica wrapped Sharon with her huge dragon body.

She had already been mortally wounded, and time was running out, so she was happy to step forward to protect Sharon.

The enemy concentrated their artillery fire on the dragon that suddenly landed on the battlefield, and Nesica's dragon body was gradually shattered.

But she held on. She held on completely.

"Request the Holy Sword Kiria Otto! Grant the brave Sharon Byrne temporary kingship!"

The holy sword flashed with an intense light. The tree echoed it, emitting a brilliant glow. The torrent of light continuously poured into Sharon's body.

Then, the tree erupted, spewing out a large amount of "pure white mist".

The white fog covered the palace, the capital, and the forest in an instant like an avalanche.

The dense white fog obscured everything in sight, creating a strange world. Every soldier's senses were disrupted, and they thought they were chasing the enemy, but before they knew it, they had escaped from the forest.

Sharon's consciousness slowly faded.

Seizing the kingship through the holy sword and becoming the temporary "King of the Sea of ​​Trees" requires a huge price to pay, and it can only last for two or three days at most.

That was also the time remaining for Sharon, who risked his life to stop the war.

──Heruluo, a town in the northeastern end of the Entris Commercial Union City.

The town was also filled with a frenzy of hunting rebels. In a corner of the hostel street.

Behind a trash can in an alley near the town's east gate, a young girl was hiding, holding her breath.

She is the signature waitress of Wanda Hotel - Chiara.

She was sweating profusely, her breathing was rapid, and tear stains were on her cheeks. Her rabbit ears, hidden by the artifact's effect and busily monitoring her surroundings, twitched.

She heard the voices of the locals, the children she had become close friends with. They included the little girl who always called Chiara "Sister" and was usually very clingy with her. But now, Chiara was afraid to listen to those children's voices.

"Where on earth did the traitor to this world hide?!"

"That's God's enemy! We need to find and kill him quickly!"

Kill them! Kill them! Making friends with rebels is an unacceptable sin! You must apologize to God! Kill them! Kill them! All of God's enemies must be killed!

Hearing the children singing along, Qiara couldn't help but hold down her rabbit ears.

“Why did it turn out like this…!”

She began to think back. Her daily routine had begun to unravel since the evening.

A mandatory rally was held in the square in front of the church. While many people didn't attend, a significant number of residents did. Some still wanted to believe in the church's infallibility, while others wanted to investigate. Wanda's family joined the rally a little further away, hoping to gather intelligence.

When the meeting started, the usual elderly priestess appeared, but for some reason, something felt very wrong.

Looking back now, I should have run away immediately.

If you do that...

(Dad and Mom would definitely not die!)

Within minutes of the speech beginning, people's doubts about the church were strangely and completely reversed.

Although the content of the speech was all superficial words without any basis, anyone who listened would only think that it was empty talk without any meaning.

——Liberators are "rebels" who are enemies of God and bring chaos to the world.

As for the seven cadres including Miledi Lassen, although they were sons of God, they wanted to replace God and dominate the world to satisfy their own selfish desires, and thus betrayed the whole world.

What kind of nonsense is this? Who would believe such an explanation?

Although Qiara and others felt very disgusted, before they knew it, the people around them who were originally close to Wanda's family began to stare at them with crazy eyes.

Then, within a very short period of time.

Those who supported the liberators' cause, as well as those who had not attended the rally, were suddenly overwhelmed by the overwhelming mob. Neighbors and friends who had once been close to Chiara began to attack her.

At that time, Chiara's father Marcus stepped forward to stop them and let Chiara and Bella go first.

You will definitely escape! Go! Survive!

Those were the last words left by Father Marcus.

He knew that if he went with his wife and daughter, he would reduce their chances of survival.

Because Bella and Chiara are both from the "Rabbit Tribe", they are good at controlling their breath and are the race that is best at hiding.

However, when the mother and daughter were about to flee the town, they were ambushed by the people. In order to let Chiara escape, her mother Bella sacrificed her life.

──Stand up and run! You are our daughter!

Chiara was knocked to the ground, and a man, a local hunter who had been close to Marcus, continued to strike her with a knife. The nightmare-like scene left Chiara paralyzed. Bella blocked the blow with her back and began to struggle with the man, shouting.

Chiara was unwilling to do so. She considered herself a liberator, and she did not want to let a life that could be saved die.

In fact, she just couldn't leave her mother, but she was so stubborn.

Bella gave Chiara an extremely gentle smile.

──As a mother, I will protect my daughter.

She said so.

Chiara couldn't quite recall what happened after that. She only knew that she tried hard not to cry out loud and ran away desperately. However, the town gate was sealed, and she had nowhere to escape.

When I came to my senses, I found myself hiding in this alley.

(If only I had more power... If only I could be like her...!)

What I accidentally thought of was a girl from the same tribe.

She is an annoying girl, who speaks harshly, has low self-esteem and is lazy. No matter how conservative the description is, she is still a scumbag.

But she was very strong. In the orcs' holy land, she was revered as one of the five strongest and a hero.

After the decisive battle, she had been hiding in the Wanda Hotel before her new spy mission began. However, when she first came to seek refuge there, her mouth had been corroded by the poison she had hidden, and it had become ugly and ulcerated, and she had lost her sense of taste.

Even so, her attitude did not change at all, as if she did not care about such a serious injury at all. She still made sarcastic remarks to Qiara all day long and did nothing in the hotel all day long.

She was so powerful. Qiara was both envious and jealous of her.