A Mistaken Encounter: The Hero of the World

Three thousand years of filth—

Infinite malice and the negative emotions of countless people engulfed Serven, who was driving the small wooden valve, like a tsunami in an instant.

The gods Cyrus, Hermes, Prometheus, Hephaestus, Artemis, Apollo, and Aphrodite all looked towards the Great Temple in surprise.

The pillar of fire that shot up into the sky had disappeared, and even the fragments of the [Fire of Heaven] that had protected Bell and the others had been completely recovered.

The efficiency is even far greater than that of Hestia, the goddess of the holy fire.

【Fire of Heaven】 was completely absorbed!

It can even be said that Serven seemed to be the most suitable container. The moment the [Fire of Heaven] came into contact with the armament domineering on his body, it surged into Serven's body.

In the dungeon maze tens of thousands of miles away, the monsters all stopped for a moment at the same time. They could feel the joy coming from the walls.

All of a sudden, a large number of new monsters were born from the walls of the dungeon, and a "monster feast" broke out on many floors, causing the adventurers to complain bitterly.

"Abnormal situation! Go back and ask for help!" Some adventurers who were besieged by a large number of monsters that suddenly increased were unable to break out and could only escort their companions back to ask for help.

In the great temple of Olympia—

Serven's consciousness was shattered, he was engulfed by the ocean of negative emotions, and he continued to sink deeper and deeper in the sea where he could barely see some sunlight.

"...!?"

After the [Fire of Heaven] was absorbed and disappeared from this space, a humanoid monster covered in black appeared in front of Hestia.

It has a curved devil horn on its forehead, black wings with bone spurs on its back, and sharp bone spurs on its arms and shoulders.

The whole body is filled with disaster and ominous aura——

The dark monster——

【God's Assassin】!

It seemed like just a moment, and she witnessed the birth of this dark monster with her own eyes, but this monster had the same facial features as Serven, and it was obvious that it was transformed from Serven.

“…Why, why is this happening?!”

Hestia shed tears in pain. If she had persisted a little longer, if she had completed the "purification" earlier, this could have been avoided.

The heartbeat of the monster in front of her echoed throughout the space - as if it would wake up in the next moment -

"Serven, come back..." Hestia gently embraced the monster in her arms.

Serven found himself back in his childhood, and he turned back into a child. Opposite him was a "black monster" with wings and many bone spurs on its body and devil horns on its head.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the facial features of this "black monster" are exactly the same as yours. He stood there expressionlessly, roaring at Serven like a mindless monster.

Serven rushed forward without hesitation, but the monster opposite him actually took out [Autumn Water] and chopped Serven down with one blow. Serven fell in a pool of blood.

Serven's breathing gradually became weaker. The monster stood there, looking down at him indifferently, unmoved.

Serven recalled the goblins he had defeated.

Recalling Goliath who tried to kill him——

Thinking of Andaris whom he had narrowly escaped death and killed——

I remembered the fallen fairy spirit that could continuously restore its magic power by chanting at super speed—

Crossing the limit——

He struggled to get up from the ground, dodged quickly when the monster attacked, and was defeated again, and was killed by the monster's bone spurs.

Get up and fight again——

Countless kills - countless struggles in despair -

At first, he could still fight with all his courage, but soon, Serven felt desperate. He even forgot his original purpose. He just pounced on the enemy silently, died silently, and stood up again silently.

What's the point of doing this?

Just to change the posture of death?

Serven was lost.

When he fell again——

He saw a light in a trance.

There was a shadow waiting alone inside. This figure looked very much like Ais, very much like Hestia, like Alicia, like Diona, like Artemis, like Hephaestus, like Demeter... and like everyone who was close to him.

Those people were waiting for me to go home in loneliness.

If I die -

They must be very sad -

Serven regained the courage to fight.

Countless failures - countless deaths - countless fights -

When he successfully defeated the dark monster and took back his own [Autumn Water], he found himself lying on a small wooden boat, with the inky black sea water rolling beneath him.

The entire ocean is filled with their own corpses!

It’s time to go back—he suddenly had this feeling.

The monster in Hestia's arms lost its sharp horns and claws, and its wings and bone spurs all disappeared. The fair and tender Serven appeared before her eyes again.

"¨～!?...Serven." Tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Hestia?"

Serven opened his eyes.

Come to life.

Chapter 170: Olympia Saved [Subscription Request]

The flames of the great temple of Olympia were extinguished.

All the torches emitting blue flames were extinguished.

The roaring, wandering, and fighting flamers all stopped moving in an instant—

They all laughed at the same time.

Then, it turned into fluorescent light and dissipated.

It was like a sudden gust of wind, and these glowing flames were spinning in Olympia with the wind. The warriors and witches could feel the warmth transmitted by these fluorescent lights.

They walked through every street in Olympia and returned to their familiar rooms, as if saying goodbye to the entire city.

Olympia, which had become a dead city and whose inhabitants had all been engulfed in flames and died, seemed to be bustling again.

In the alleys, on the avenues, in the houses, in the taverns... there were laughter and joy everywhere.

The souls that had been bound by the [Filthy Flame] for hundreds of years were all liberated.

They sowed laughter for the last time on the land of their hometown.

The head priestess Leia looked in amazement at the two balls of fluorescent light flying around her. They chased each other left and right, and played up and down. She could faintly hear the laughter of Xi'an and Xia Ti.

Her eyes suddenly became moist, and she covered her mouth with her hands, tears streaming down her face.

"Xiaan... Xiati..."

The priestesses and warriors all cried at the same time. Their shoulders were finally freed from the heavy burden, and all their deceased loved ones were finally no longer tormented by the flames.

They all jumped happily around him - as if they were saying their final farewell.

Then, it was as if an invisible wind blew by - all the fluorescent lights rode on this wind, constantly gathering and rising -

They transformed into 880 giant dragons of light and flew continuously toward the sky. When they reached a certain height, they seemed to have entered a mysterious door and disappeared into the free sky.

Other fireflies continued to fall one after another - and finally disappeared completely into the sky.

The residents of Olympia have finally been liberated. They will be welcomed by the gods in heaven, and then return to the underworld one day.

"Success!" Bell couldn't help but smile as he saw the Flame People being liberated.

"Lord Serven... succeeded." Ming sighed as he looked at the spectacular scene.

"Well, Mr. Adonis succeeded." Liu also paid close attention to the fluorescent lights that were jumping freely and happily.

She suddenly recalled a memory -

"What if someone really achieved their 'dream'?" she once asked her best friend.

But that close friend gave him a childlike smile in return.

"Don't you know? People like that are called heroes."

So this is the [Hero]——

Looking at the saved Olympia, Liu's eyes were a little sad and lost, but he still smiled for this saved city.

"It looks like it was successful." Hermes lowered the brim of his hat and spoke.

"That kid... is really amazing!" Prometheus praised him generously, "Olympia was saved by him."

Her eyes were fixed on the defeated Epimetheus in the distance. "Defeating an ancient hero who was stronger than me, and solving the [Heavenly Fire] that even we gods cannot handle, what a great achievement this is!"

She looked at Hermes, who looked a little lost, "Hermes, why do you look like that? Isn't he the hero you like?"

"Nothing..." Hermes narrowed his yellow eyes, "I was just thinking about the power he used when fighting Epimetheus before..."

Prometheus was silent for a while after hearing this. "... there are always some magical things happening in the underworld. He is our Olympian hero, just know this."

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Meanwhile, in the Great Temple of Olympia.

"Hestia, you're back~" Serven grinned happily.

"...Idiot." Hestia still couldn't stop her tears. She kept wiping them away, but the more she wiped, the more tears came.

She punched Serven hard on the chest, choking and complaining, "... idiot... why did you jump in... you just turned into a dark monster, do you know... I was so scared, I was so scared that you wouldn't come back..."

More tears rolled down Hestia's face. Unable to utter clear words, she knelt beside Serven and cried loudly.

Serven propped himself up and held Hestia's face in his hands, wiping away the tears that were welling up in her eyes while apologizing softly.

Hestia couldn't stop crying at all, and it took her a while to calm down. She raised her eyes and glared at Serven, then forcefully pulled Serven's arms, one on her back and the other on her waist, then threw herself into Serven's arms.

Serven watched Hestia making these movements in a huff with a bit of amusement, and when he felt Hestia's ears pressed against his chest, he gently and tenderly hugged her.

"…Did you know that you just turned into a dark monster—"

"Well, too many negative emotions rushed into my mind in an instant... I lost consciousness directly." Serven pecked Hestia's head lightly, "Hestia, if humans mastered the power of that disaster..." (ceda)

"Serven..." Hestia wanted to look up at Serven's expression, but Serven patted her arm with his hand. At Serven's signal, Hestia looked at Serven's hand -

I saw that the arm that was a normal human just now was quickly coated with a layer of black color on the forearm and the palm.

It’s different from Serven’s Armament Haki—

The nails on Serven's fingers also instantly turned into sharp claws.

The ominous aura that made Hestia's heart palpitate was emitted——

The pitch-black monster——【God's Assassin】!!!

"...What, what, what - what the hell is going on!" Hestia was so surprised that she jumped up on the spot, and looked at Serven's demonized arm, becoming a little overwhelmed.

"Aren't gods omniscient? I was hoping you could explain this to me."

"Sorry! This is something that even the gods don't know about!" Hestia looked at Serven's arm returning to its original state, frowning and looking miserable. "What on earth is going on?"

"Even you gods don't know, so I have no idea." Serven sighed, "Besides, I feel that without my ability to cooperate, the defensive ability of this thing is quite ordinary."

His arms were once again covered with black plating, this time it was Armament Haki, and the hardness was obviously a level higher than before.

“…!? What’s this…?”

"This is a skill I have always had, called [Armament Haki]. Under the cover of Haki, my attack and defense can be strengthened."

"Really? You almost scared me, Serven." Hestia's eyes fell on Serven's arm. "Is this the thing that attracted the [Sky Fire]?"

"seems like it."

"So what about [Heavenly Fire] now?"

"It's sealed in my body now. I feel like I should be able to mobilize it. But once I mobilize it, I will be drained because I'm just a mortal. I have this intuition."