I Will Eventually Embark On The Road Of No Return Called A Hero

Judging from the reactions of several people around, this sword is composed of four Holy Swords, but there are seven in total, and these seven are just one Holy Sword shards.

To be reasonable...

Anyway, they are all broken Holy Swords. If they are combined again, it will be impossible to be stronger than the prototype. Maybe this time, they will be broken even more. Ahh...it was chopped off.

Cyd grabbed a popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth.

But that Balance Breaker looks very interesting. It can reverse the flow of the world with its own will, and even the incompatible power of holy and demon can fuse together.

But it's time to end it.

Cyd tucked the popcorn into the scarf and jumped off the branch with a yawn.

"That...1234...the guy with ten wings," Cyd waved to Kokabiel, who was sitting on the throne in midair, "can you stop the magic circle, if this town is destroyed by I'd be troubled if it blows up."

Kokabiel's eyes narrowed fiercely.

He didn't notice Cyd's presence.

Not only Kokabiel, but others also showed expressions of consternation.

"Although I don't know who you are, but!" Kokabiel raised his hand and waved, a huge light spear blasted towards Cyd like a meteor, "a trifling human disappear!"

"Dangerous!" The young yelled with red gauntlets on his hands rushed towards Cyd.

"Fortunately it was night," Cyd sighed.

Without fancy special effects, Cyd raised his left hand and waved it casually. The moment the aggressive light spear touched his fingertips, it was blown away like dust.

"Boom..."

The blasted forest, the gust of wind, and the sunken ground all prove how terrifyingly formidable power the light spear of Kokabiel is.

"pa..."

The young man stumbled and fell to the ground, staring blankly at Cyd with the explosion and the burning forest as the background.

very cool!

“who the hell are you ?” Kokabiel fell to the ground from in midair, his wings slowly retracted.

"Me?" Cyd bent down and picked up the youth who appeared to be Issei Hyoudou on the ground and threw him to the worried-looking Red-haired Onee-san.

"A pitiful person who is about to be blown away by your only residence. In order to have an ordinary and stable life, he specially advised you to go home to wash and sleep."

Just Just now, you pitiful person slapped the light spear that could blow us into slag.

Issei Hyoudou's mouth twitched, but he still took the opportunity to bury his face in the mountain he longed for.

"Humans...follow me, no matter how good a home you want, how many beauties I can give you," Kokabiel pondered for a while and reached out to Cyd.

"How many beauties!" Issei Hyoudou raised his head excitedly.

Facing Issei Hyoudou's unscrupulous sway, Red-haired Onee-san buried his head in his broad chest with a black line on his face.

"I refuse," Cyd tilted his head, "I Sidi..."

"Then go to hell!" Kokabiel loudly roared, a huge beam of light lifted him up. The hand release instantly enveloped Cyd.

"Cyd's favorite thing is..."

Before Kokabiel could breathe, a hand slipped out from behind him and pressed it on his shoulder.

A drop of cold sweat trickled down Kokabiel's forehead.

"Be reasonable to an unreasonable person like you."

Cyd smiled kindly.

"Physical."

PS And what do I think about the Greek Lostbelt out.

In short, it seems that it is us who cannot live to celebrate the New Year this year.

Just kidding, of course I have no problem here. Cyd and no Cyd are just two Greeks. The Greek Lostbelt I wrote here is no big deal. Of course, when the time comes is from the perspective of Gudazi. , for the convenience of readers, the opening is probably the same as the Age of Gods giant Divine Sea Ocean, which is overwhelmingly desperate.

ps【Pure White Kingdom of Radiance】

The once lost hope continues in despair, the hero who bears the love of the gods has never disappeared, and the legend of pure white is infinite. Derivative, the hero never stops, he never becomes king, but he has already become king, King of Pure White.

This world is unquestionably happiness, in the face of death people are only regretful, to part with the King of Pure White, and people rejoice because they will be born again in this pure white world.

This world no longer needs heroes, all people love is the King of Pure White.

The hunter who loved the hero turned into a wild beast and wandered where he met him, just roaring unwillingly.

Chapter 6 The Torment of Baked Chicken Wings

I've been through hell.

Everything in the field of vision is blurred, as if the world is spinning. The man with pure white hair is looking at himself with a pure face, like black feathers that are slowly falling in the background. ...it's mine!

Kokabiel smashed the ground with one foot, lifted the hand that had been broken back and forth many times and patted his head to dispel the nauseating dizziness.

"It's amazing, now that the Lord is dead, there are still people as powerful as you," Kokabiel wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Cyd tilted his head, and for some reason, the people around him showed disbelief.

"You said...the Lord is dead!? You lied!" the blue-haired girl who supported her body with a big sword roared angrily.

The blond-haired girl kneeling on the ground opened her eyes and seemed to hear some incredible news.

As if to save some face, Kokabiel opened his hands and laughed, "There is no need to hide anything now, that day, The Great War, the Lord and the Demon's Four Great Satans all died Now! It's just Michael hosting Heaven!"

Cyd touched his chin, "And then?"

Kokabiel's arrogant smile began to freeze.

It always felt that Cyd's reaction was not what he expected.

"You...you humans who can't live without a god of faith..."

"Don't underestimate human beings," Cyd raised his right hand, the flying Dragon The Scale scarf was disassembled in midair and fitted to his arms to form a domineering dragon hand.

"Whether we are crushed or go the wrong way, we will go down whenever we want, without the object of our faith? So what, aren't we still alive, at this moment in our chests His heart is still beating."

Cyd slowly raised his right hand above his head.