The Hero Who Returned From Death Quits - Chapter 180



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The last Dragon King was defeated by the Demon King. It was the Blue Dragon King of the North Pole, Arentavis. Arentavis looked at Laplace and spoke for the last time.

[Demon King… Do you think you will win even if you defeat all the Dragon Kings like this? No… Even if you defeat the Dragon King, you will never win. In the end, the end of this fight will be a victory for the balance…]

“Ha, balance wins? You’re wrong. The Holy Sword, which is the balance guardian, has already been broken by greed, and there is no way to turn it back.”

Arentavis closed his eyes and spoke quietly, still lying down.

[No, the balance guard doesn’t disappear completely once it’s broken…]

Before he could finish speaking, Arentavis was killed by Laplace. Laplace wiped his hands with a handkerchief and said.

“There’s too much talk… I already know about the Balance Guardian as a legend. Just because it’s destroyed doesn’t mean it’s over, but on the other hand, it’s not easy to restore it once it’s destroyed. So, the damned Heavenly God will probably choose another method. Yes… For example.”

Laplace pressed Arentavis’ head hard. In an instant, the dragon’s corpse was reduced to nothing but bones and a heart, and Laplace handed it over to Caledar, then looked up at the sky and spoke softly.

“Over there, it’s an archangel or something.”

After that, Laplace looked up at the sky and lost himself in thought. It was different from the Demon World. The sky was so blue that it hurt his eyes, and the environment was diverse. It was a completely different landscape from the Demon World he lived in. Black magic, magic power, and divine power. They were all abundant.

“Is this paradise…?”

Paradise. The original name of Middle Earth was Paradise. It was a paradise where angels, spirits, and demons played together, of all people. And then the damned celestials, spirits, and demons fought, and when they threatened the very existence of lower creatures like fairies, vampires, dwarves, or… humans, the demons took Paradise away from them.

The Heavenly God’s followers and other followers feared and hated the Demon God’s followers. That’s why they were oppressed and went into hiding in the darkness.

Even though they are inferior humans, they are the ones who have already given their souls to the darkness. Was there a reason for them to hide in the darkness? Was there a reason for them to be oppressed just because they were able to handle different divine powers compared to priests and magicians?

In Laplace’s opinion, it wasn’t. The ones who broke the peace and attacked first were the Heavenly God’s followers, so it was natural for the Demon God’s followers to hate the Heavenly God’s followers and try to exterminate them. And it was not right to try to suppress such Demon God’s followers.

He, along with the other Demon Lords, all wished to right this wrong and reclaim this paradise.

“O King of Arrogance, the burnt offering is ready. Now call the household of Arrogance.”

“Okay… After getting ready, let’s start the burnt offering.”

As Laplace moved his hand, the remaining corpses of the Blue Dragon King, the Green Dragon King, and finally the countless other dragons were pieced together.

When the altars for burnt offerings were thus built, Laplace offered them to the god Ma.

“Come… come, you vassals of Arrogance.”

The sky beyond was shattered. A hole appeared in the dimensional barrier that separated the demon world and the middle world. As darkness rippled, the arrogant followers began to appear within it.

“You called… Your Majesty.”

All the armies of the Demon King of Arrogance were summoned. The expeditionary force, the elite warriors who came here only for the purpose of killing the followers of other gods. That was the army of the Demon King of Arrogance.

“Now, from now on, this is the territory of the Demon King of Arrogance. Raise the Demon King’s castle!”

The architects recited the formula, and at the same time, the building began to be put together.

Before we knew it, the Demon King’s Castle was completed.

“Waaa!”

“Waaa!”

A roar rang out. Spears and swords pierced the sky. Laplace smiled broadly.

“Do you know why we came here?”

“Waaah!”

“We came here to eliminate the hateful vassals of the Heavenly God and to place this place in the arms of the Demon God! Kill everything you see, fight until you die! Our souls will be held in the arms of the Demon God after death!”

“Waaa!”

They shouted as if the world was going to fall apart.

…

There was a time when Beatrice felt something strange. She went to the chapel in the Holy Land as if possessed by something.

As soon as she arrived at the chapel, she knelt down and closed her eyes.

At that moment, she could feel her consciousness being sucked away somewhere.

She came to her senses and looked around. She felt something. Something so far removed from humanity that she could not even dare to face it. That something was looking right at her.

“Who are you…?”

She could only say that while trembling. In front of her, no, she wasn’t even sure if she could say in front of her, but in any case, that being was literally on a different level from her.

[Oh my child, oh my child, my child.]

As soon as she heard that voice, she knew that it was none other than the goddess she had believed in.

“Yes… yes, I am here.”

Beatrice thought she felt something stroking her head. It was a strange feeling. Since she became a saint, no one had ever stroked her head. But the thought of the god she served speaking to her directly and stroking her head was indeed a strange feeling.

[All the dragon kings are dead.]

“…yes?”

She was so shocked that she couldn’t help but open her mouth. What kind of beings are the Dragon Kings? They are, in name and reality, the most powerful creatures in the world, and they are the ones who have risen to the top. Their mere existence created a sanctuary in the world, and even the empire could not dare to invade their sanctuary. Who could possibly kill them?

[The Demon King did so. The Demon King brought his forces to the Middle-earth, and because of that, the balance shifted back to the Demon God. The Demon King himself is a being that breaks the balance.]

“That means…”

[You probably won’t win, my child. No matter how strong your companions are, and even if you have the help of a demon child, the Demon King is not a being that can be defeated with that. The balance has already been broken, and the broken balance is working against you. There was a time when the broken balance smiled on you… but you ended up being too greedy.]

“Excessive greed means…”

[They say that the Holy Sword is broken. The Holy Sword is a device to maintain balance. Since it is broken, they have no choice but to find another way.]

“If there is another way… what are you talking about?”

[archangel.]

Archangel? She felt dizzy. An archangel was clearly the highest of the angels. It was a being so powerful that it could not even be compared to a human.

[I will dispatch the Archangel, so use the Archangel’s power to fight the Demon King. He is the only one who can set fire to the broken balance.]

“Uh, how do you mean summoning an archangel?”

[You have already achieved transcendence with a human body. Of course, you can summon the highest level angels, but you are not at the level of summoning archangels. However, I will teach you how to summon, and you will be able to summon archangels by offering sacrifices. Since you already have the qualities of a great summoner, you will not need many sacrifices.]

“When you say sacrifice… what do you mean?”

[A life or object imbued with divine power. The more divine power it contains, the more meaningful the results will be. Originally, I would like to send an archangel myself, but unfortunately, due to restrictions, all I can do is talk to you like this. So, please.]

“That… is there no other way?”

[The Holy Sword, the balance device, is broken. It can be fixed, but the conditions are extremely strict and nearly impossible, and I can’t reveal it. Furthermore, even if the Holy Sword is fixed again, it won’t be of much help.]

“That’s… why?”

[The last warrior to possess the Holy Sword, Ainzel, not only doesn’t want the Holy Sword, but even if he had it, it wouldn’t be of much help, and even if someone else were to be chosen for the Holy Sword… there’s nothing we can do. You’ve already exhausted too much of your capabilities, and the balance has collapsed too much.]

Beatrice’s face hardened.

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[So, I beg you. Please, I want you to live.]