Wrong, my skills refresh every week

Ota's expression was solemn, trying to seize every minute and every second to recover his strength and injuries.

The same is true for Chardo. Only at this time will everyone have the opportunity to qualify for dialogue.

Facing Ota's questioning, Chardo looked up at the sky where rain was falling.

"Ah, it was the same nasty weather, but what hit my face wasn't rain, it was blood."

He looked to the end of the north, to the other side of the world.

Seeing this, Ota, who was trying to stand up again, stopped:

"what are you saying?"

Chardo smiled, but his tone was inevitably disappointed: "You are indeed more courageous than the strongest clan back then. But you are still too weak..."

"Three great adventurers have commissioned..." Chardo laughed bitterly:

"Speaking of 'disappointment', it's actually more about myself. Facing the 'dark end' that easily ravaged the strongest family, it was a pure and hopeless feeling of nothingness."

Chardo couldn't figure out what he was feeling right now, and his words were a little complicated.

Alan took off his broken armor, his face full of anger: "What exactly do you mean? Explain it clearly in words we can understand!"

Chardo laughed bitterly, "We were so confident with our powerful strength recognized by the gods, but we were easily beaten away by that thing."

“We have experienced devastation that we have never experienced before.”

He took a deep breath and his thoughts returned to the battlefield.

"Weapons were turned to dust, bodies were torn into pieces, and adventurers became bait. What I saw before me was a sea of ​​blood covering the entire mountain."

After hearing Chardo's true feelings, Ota and others were shocked by the reality and remained silent.

They could not imagine that just one person could ravage them to this extent. They had used up all the strength of the entire city, and even put aside their grudges and hatreds. The high wall that they could not cross even if they united together would actually be ravaged by them in turn.

Moreover, there were more than one strong man like Chardo at that time!

There was one lv9, one lv8, and the remaining lv7 Overlords numbered more than two dozen. Even such a lineup was crushed by the "Dark End".

"impossible!"

The alliance transcends hatred and hostility. Everyone in Freya's family is well aware of how much damage this force can cause once it is combined.

It shouldn't be a problem to take down at least one lv10 floor master.

Curses, props, equipment, magic...

Adventurers of all kinds use their respective expertise to form collaborations, and even if there is a difference of two or three levels, they can cross over by relying on the miracles of the underworld.

however……

The result was an easy defeat, leaving behind only the corpse.

"Because... the survivors, the family members praised as the strongest heroes, escaped!"

Chardo's expression twisted for the first time:

"Ah, I was convinced then that this was not the way to go."

He stared at the soldiers in front of him who were still holding up their bodies even though they were seriously injured, trying to tear off a piece of his flesh:

"Unable to resist the truly desperate adventurers, the world's sad wish cannot be fulfilled. These powerless people who use the name of heroes to deceive others... In this era created by the gods, it is absolutely impossible to defeat the "Dark End". "

If it weren't for the help of that bastard Charles, Orario wouldn't even be able to fight him now.

What's even more cruel is that a group of level 3 girls were actually asked to fight to the death with that witch.

It's so fucking funny that even I don't dare to confront the queen head-on.

Thinking of this, Chardo showed an angry expression: "No matter how reluctant we are to admit it, we have already proven that we lost to the Black Dragon. The methods of the Age of Gods will not work."

"In that case..."

The Tyrant raised his weapon and roared, "Just take back the 'Heroic Age' that we have been celebrating till now!"

Ota's eyes widened in shock: "You... could it be that!"

Hedin was stunned: "Do you want to turn this era back?!"

Chardo's eyes were cold: "No..., it is to advance this era. God will leave us one day. We must make the clock that has stopped for a thousand years start moving again!"

A thousand years ago, the mercenary king Albert single-handedly managed to blind an eye of the black dragon. However, a thousand years later, with better conditions than before, his clan members, who had been preparing for a thousand years, could not even tear off a scale from the dragon.

What a shame!

"In a world where you don't want to be devoured, you go and devour others. Only then will the beasts keep sharpening their claws and fangs, studying their opponents, and instantly turning the "unknown" they encounter into the "known" and transforming it into their own strength!"

Just like a dynasty that has ruled stably for a thousand years, only after its backbone was shattered by powerful ships and cannons could it continuously absorb the enemy's wisdom in the ashes, and finally be reborn from the ashes, and even surpass its opponents!

And only in such an era will heroes emerge like mushrooms after a rain, unite into a force and overthrow the overwhelming despair.

"It will be too late to wake up after that time comes! The world will not give us too much time, so I will take the initiative to turn back the clock and let the world fall into chaos in advance! Let the new era revive before that end breaks out of the cage!"

Chardo's reason left everyone feeling unsettled for a long time.

"Come on, prove to me that you can defeat despair, prove that you have the determination and will to deal with it. Otherwise, I will destroy the Age of Gods, and place my hope on the last "hero myth"!"

Ota saw through Chardo's true intention and roared unwilling to be humiliated:

"Chardo!!! Your true meaning is..., your true meaning is...!!!"

"Do you want to show mercy to us again like those remnants did?"

"You have turned yourself into a 'wall' that blocks us! You are once again trying to become our 'foundation'! - Just like eight years ago!! Repeating the actions of the heroic Machisims!!"

Facing the roaring wild boar that was stuck in the mud and covered in mud, Chardo sneered:

"Ha, if that's the case, can you stand up again?"

Ota stood up, and the golden fur appeared on his body again: "I have been defeated again and again, and fell into the mud again and again, and tasted the bitter fruit of failure. How weak! How cowardly! My sense of "powerlessness" is even greater than your "disappointment"!"

"so what?"

"So! I only have one answer!"

"What is it?"

“————I’ll beat you!”

Chardo sneered, "You wild boar who has never won a single battle! You beast who has failed throughout your life, don't get carried away! Even this body covered with scars is not something you can easily overcome!"

Alan also stood up with his spear: "Ah..., I am different from that wild boar. Even if I lose, I will let this shame become my "foundation"! Give me the experience points, you good-for-nothing!"

In the sky, the black magic sword slashed out three times in succession.

It was not aimed at Chardo, but at Allen and the other two. Three glass bottles were hung on the tips of the swords, which were delicately shattered, and the medicine fell on the three men respectively.

White smoke came out of the wounds on the body surface, blocking the wounds.

The heroic seed, having regained its strength and courage, roared at the Tyrant once again!

"This time, I will definitely kill you!"

Chapter 213: Finyana's Expedition

Time goes back to just before Finn was knocked down.

Valetta stared at the battlefield with wide eyes and a smile rose unconsciously on his face. He breathed excitedly and even his shorts were wet.

"Ah - Finn! You also have come to this day!? Hahahaha, kill, kill him, well done, Chardo!"

The large amount of adrenaline secreted made her completely ignore her own injuries. She raised her head and reached out towards Finn's position.

She wished she could kill that bastard Palum with her own hands, but she couldn't.

The severe injuries on her body made her completely unable to move.

"It's better to save your energy."

A soft moan came from behind her, and then something soft wrapped around her body.

The broken bones twisted violently and slowly stood up.

Valetta howled in pain and turned away angrily.

What caught her eye was a familiar face.

"Vina Dees!"

No.

Valetta stared at the blue mucus seeping out from the black elf's neck, and the abnormal substance that wrapped around her and controlled her body.

"Is it... a puppet?"

"Be obedient and let's go." Rimuru controlled Valetta's broken limbs by extending his body, and forced her to follow him.

"Wait, where are we going? Why aren't we joining the battle!? Now go over there and give that stinky hero a blow! Use magic to blast him!"

“No, no, I will die.” Rimuru controlled Vina’s mouth and slowly uttered a weak voice.

"Damn it, Finn—"

Valetta roared as she was forcibly removed from the battlefield.

……

In an empty sewer.

Valetta was indignant: "Why don't you fight! You are also a first-level adventurer."

Rimuru spread his hands and said, "Sorry, this body is dead. I'm not good at fighting."

Immediately afterwards, Vina's body and head separated, and a round blue monster emerged from the cracked heart.

Its body stretched out two tentacles, pointing at each other, and it twisted its body shyly.

"Slime?" Valetta was stunned.

"Damn it, you actually tricked me with a useless monster!"

She twisted her upper body in excitement, but waves of severe pain made her calm down instantly.

"What plans does Joker have?"

Knowing that he was a bad person, Valetta gave up trying to pass the buck. Since he sent this slime here, he must have something to tell him.

"Did you bring any recovery medicine?"

Slime spread his hands and said, "No, how can we have a reserve of that kind of stuff? Merchants can't take the panacea, it's provided specifically for high-level adventurers. Repurchasing a large amount of it will only arouse suspicion in the city."

It recalled what Charles had said, repeating it word for word: "Now the artificial labyrinth has been discovered by the enemy. In order to avoid losing the war, we don't even have a place to hide. So he said... if you fall into the trap, you will go to guard Knossos."

"How could this war fail?" Valetta retorted subconsciously, but soon realized something...

"That bastard Joker, did he know I would fall for him?"

Rimuru puffed up his body. “That’s Joker-sama’s wisdom! Also, the failure speculation is just in case.”

"I don't need a one in ten thousand chance of failure. I'll make it up to you!" Valetta glared, "Can't you control that guy Vina? Control me too! Kill him back!"

Rimuru shook his head frantically. “Da-me-yo, da-me-da-me~~. I’m not a bad slime.”

Yo! Valetta was about to swear, but the next sentence...

"Are you going to go against Master Joker's wishes again?"

Valetta's breathing stagnated and cold sweat broke out due to stress.

Once, twice, three times, four times...

"Damn it, if I get tricked again, I'll be a pig!" Valetta cursed herself fiercely, staring at the unknown creature and said, "Send me back to Knossos!"

……

Guild Building.

"The vibration...is getting weaker?" Raul stared at the Central Park in the distance which was surrounded by flames.

"Did Finn and the others lose?" Royman struggled to pull his fat body out from under the table.

"Impossible." Raul said firmly.

How could the leader who planned everything lose? After all, it was all a stage woven by the gods, and everyone was just an actor.