Hero without Blood or Tear

The moment Beowulf steps off the ground, the ground explodes.

Kuaaaaang!

Shot like a cannonball, he plunges through the dust and smashes into the face of Maximilian with his shoulder.

Out of the way!

A large tooth protrudes from Maximilian's monstrous jaw with a broken sound. Beowulf grabs a tooth the size of a dagger in the air and plunges it straight into Maximilian's eye.

“Rrrrgh!”

Maximilian falls back, spilling blood. The surrounding building smashes Warr as you hang your tentacles on the ground.

Rrrrrrrr! Kuaaang!

Beowulf, who defeated Maximilian in a strike, sneaks up on the top of a nearby four-story building and watches the situation. You can see that Maximilian's balls are half hidden due to the dirt.

- I understand your strength. But with all the Maximilians recovering from the attack so far, I wonder how they can destroy the incarnation.

That's what he said when he said that he felt like there was an unlimited recovery of powerful energy coming from the outside.

- Yes?

- Think about it, where does the power of the incarnation come from?

- It's coming from the Dark Army, the main body.

- Then they have unlimited support.

If we want to kill the incarnate, we need to end it with more than just external energy. But that alone cannot extinguish it. The incarnate dies and goes back to the main body.

- So what's so important here?

I replied carefully.

-... are you connected?

The body and the incarnate have a connection. It's a high-dimensional technique of divine existence, and I can hardly recognize it even if I'm proficient in darkness and magic.

Here is an easy analogy of Beowulf's description. The body and the incarnation are similar to remote control. There's some sort of radio transmitter somewhere.

- You're destroying it?

You disconnect the host, you kill the host, you don't go back, you just disappear. Now, look.

The fallen Maximilian rises to his feet.

Kuoooo!

The dust that settled on his body was pouring out and scattered all over the place. Currently, his evil face is badly damaged. Also, the smashed teeth caused blood to flow to my chin and clutter together with the dust.

“Dare! Ballersted! Did you do this to the overlord? ”

Without knowing Beowulf's identity, he seems to be having a hard time believing the current situation.

- Look, he's not recovering. Especially since he used his hands.

- That's right.

The impact on Maximilian's face remains the same.

Shhh! Shhh!

Another giant tentacle strikes like a whip, and Beowulf leaps up and starts a violent workshop.

Boom! Boom!

In the midst of all this urgency, he explained how he could identify the connection between the incarnation and the body.

- The power of divine existence can only be seen by those who have received their darkness.

- I think I deserve it.

The Bearwolf blocks the giant tentacle with both arms and blows it away with a kick. Maximilian leans over his shoulder as the tentacle that was replacing his arm slips over his shoulder, losing balance, and falls down with a commotion.

Rrrrrrrrrrrr! Kuang!

- Did you also receive the power of the boiling abyss?

I thought Beowulf's incredible power stems from the boiling abyss. But the answer was different.

- No, it's a bruised force.

Then why was he held in the boiling Abyssal throne? He answered me as if I felt this question because my mind was connected.

- The dragon that Guan killed was the Dark Army incarnate. So all sorts of ways to smash it and smash it. The Guan had to do something for the kingdom.

I know the legend. He was the king of the Yetes, and one of the exiled peasants stole a golden cup from the dragon's nest.

The dragon, who was furious with the treasure, set out to destroy Yates, and Beowulf fights back and dies like a dragon.

But the dragon was not just a dragon, it was an incarnation of a great army of darkness. If you think about it, maybe the legend is a little old-fashioned.

Even sinful farming is suspicious, and the golden cup is most likely a great magical item. To defy the instigation of a great army of darkness. But I didn't have time to ask for details.

- After all, the only way he could choose was to destroy the dragon forever.

- So you lent power to the boiling abyss?

- … because I needed help from a divine being to see the connection between the body and the incarnate.

- But the price is too great.

Beowulf pauses and replies.

I saved the kingdom, but all that was left was the endless pain. But the overlord does not regret it. That's the king's way, and that's the king's duty.

That's what a king is. He was a man of a different dimension than my servant. Maybe I wouldn't have lived like Beowulf when I woke up dead.

“What have you done?! Ballersted!”

Then Maximilian vomits blood out of his mouth and bursts into fury. I was embarrassed that the wound that should have been resurfaced at first was still there.

- As much as I can, the Guan has to leave after this one fight, so I can't teach him calmly.

- I'll keep that in mind, Your Grace.

Things got worse. Maximilian has found a way to resist the blow. Beowulf swings his mighty fist, but he absorbs the shock.

“Valrusted! I tried to send you away as my nephew's fiancée, but there's nothing I can do!" You made your choice! ”

“You tried to make Valpurgis the Demon King, so I won't back down!" No matter what happens, she'll keep it to herself. ”

“Fool! You can say that it protects! ”

His words were meaningful.

“One day the hour of doom will come! If it was the Demon King, he'd be alive by then! Besides, half of him is the Horseman. It's better to be supported by the Dark Army than to serve the goddess who will be defeated in the end! ”

That's why I love my nephew and don't hesitate to make him the Demon King.

“And her curse! It's like a deadline! It's like an inevitable snare that's getting eaten away. But in the end, the curse of the Bavarian pre-disciplinary family was lifted by the excessive acceptance of the old promise! ”

I don't know what that means. I frowned.

“Can you even protect Guan's niece like this? Can you take care of her soul at the end of the world? ”

Maximilian seems to have done something after suffering. But there was a clear part of the situation that was unknown before and after.

“Maximilian! Look at Munich first! ”

The surrounding area is a mess. The civilians who were killed in the aftermath of the struggle and were unable to evacuate due to insufficient time.

“You think she wanted this! And the Demon King's consolation! Will you deny the past to her who grew up as a nun? ”

Sisters of Valfurga are like family to Valfurgis. If she becomes the Demon King and quarrels with the sisters, there's no way she'll stay sane.

“The Apocalypse will forgive you for all this, ignoring her wishes! At least as my fiancée, I will never let you down! ”

After all, he wants to be comforted by the unspeakable darkness of the great army of darkness.

- Ballerstead, there's no need to say more. In the Guan's experience, it's wise to talk to someone like him after he's laid down.

- I completely agree, Your Grace.

This time, you attack from this side.

“Khhh!”

Beowulf shouts loudly and tries to tear out Maximilian's tentacles. I changed my method when my fist didn't work, but the tentacles were slippery.

“?! ”

Rather, I was rolling back with my tentacles missing. With that in mind, Maximilian's tentacles sweep the perimeter all at once.

Kuaaaaang!

It was an intense blow that swept through the building and everything. I'm in the air with a broken brick, a wooden column. At that moment, Maximilian's tentacle tip shot like a bullet into my chest.

“Hehe!”

Zaairen-!

I flew away with a loud noise and collided with a large bell hanging from a church steeple.

Ka 'ang!

With a loud rumbling sound, the bell breaks and the spire collapses. In the meantime, Beowulf steps on the collapsing giant stone in mid-air and lands on another nearby roof.

Then I ran up and smashed the roof and blew the stone that had been placed on the nearby building to Maximilian.

Kuang!

It was like a heavy cannonball. The running Maximilian is formally beaten and knocks down a nearby building.

Kuaang! Kuaang!

- Those dark creatures with tentacles are disgusting. If I had a sword, I'd cut it off.

- It's in my back. Your Majesty.

Beowulf smiles bitterly and says it's no use.

- It doesn't matter if it's Hrushing or Giant Sword. Of course, they won't last much longer.

Oh, I remember. Beowulf was, you know, a real weapon wrecker. This superhero's grip is so strong that the sword he uses breaks his clan and is in chaos.

All the swords of the noble sword were broken by Dwarf blacksmiths. You swing the black at him a few times, and it's a broken prop.

- A lot of people don't believe in swordsmanship, but it's a hobby. People think of me as a physical wave wielding iron power, but in fact, I have a taste for sophisticated swordsmanship.

I didn't believe in Beowulf's mutation either. Since this human is an archetype of inverse divergence, I can't remember how to open the sword tomb.

- You could say he flatters himself with his sword like a butterfly.

But since you insist so much, you should give it a chance.

- Draw the sword of my waist dance.

- Hmm... Your Black... I've never seen such a disgrace in the Guan's life, to be honest. In Guan's time, farmers wore ten times as many knives as this. You must be of noble lineage, but nowadays, all you have is a knife like this?

Beowulf's sword is the sword of Pfalz, Ljublanya. One of the most powerful characteristics of Ljublanya is that it is‘ unbreakable ’.

- I'll tell you the incantation.

Beowulf did as he was told, and was surprised at Ljublanya's appearance of a glorious sword.

I can't believe you have this shiny sword. You're as good as Mage Blunting Hrunting!

- Hard doesn't compare to blurry. Here he comes.

- Can you really swing that thing?

- I'm sorry to say this, but your power cannot break this sword.

- Excuse me?

I felt Beowulf's arrogance hurt. One of your own was confident. No, come to think of it, this guy, he grumbled and blew up his pride at the sharpening of his sword.

I'll show you! My sword as beautiful and elegant as a butterfly!

Cripple.

Suddenly, my arms start to swell. And somehow smoke rose from Ljublanya's body.

- What's with the sword...?

Beowulf swings his sword before I finish speaking.

Kuaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A massive explosion has occurred, blinding for a moment. It wasn't long before vision returned, and already one-third of Munich was gone. There was nothing left on the upper part of the blade that had been cut across.

Profit.

The aftermath of the sword, Ljublanya, ran up to orange as if she had entered the furnace and smoked. I asked without concealing my astonishing heart.

- Your Majesty, where are the butterflies here?

- …… Hmmm. It is rude to trouble the king. Always remember your manners, young nobleman.

- Only when this is the king.

Beowulf groaned that my sword could not have been so ignorant on its own, but it was more refined and beautiful.

- But did you see it?

I could see what he was asking.

- Yes, Your Majesty.

I see it clearly. Beowulf's sword severs the connection to the Dark Army within Maximilian's body. I don't think I can do it right yet, but I think I can find a way.

Beowulf taught me a great lesson. If I develop this in the future, I will also be able to undo the incarnation of the Dark Army.

If the Dark Army realizes the danger of incarceration, it will significantly narrow down the breastplate they can design. One of Beowulf's skills is of great strategic value.

Kuang!

Then Maximilian bends forward, clutching his chest. Looks like you're hanging in there. But I felt no strength in him.

- Is he dead?

- You're still breathing. Let's go. Don't you need to talk to him?

Beowulf was right. There was a lot to hear from Maximilian and a lot to find out. I was just about to take a step, but suddenly I felt a great energy behind me.

“What!”

I looked back in anger, but I took a step back without even knowing the person there.

“Valpurgis...? ”

No, it was Valfurgis, not Valfurgis. Her hair shines brightly close to silver, and the divine power that is visually embodied behind her back lies like wings.

This beauty is Freya's goddess?

Even Beowulf was astonished and cried out. At his words, I shook my head. Perhaps the fight is over and your body has regained control.

“No. She is the goddess Valpur. ”

The fact that Valfur was strong in Valpurgis' body means that the causality tied Munich to the fall of the incarnation disappeared.

Even if he did, how did Valpur show up?

“You don't seem to understand today. ”

Then, sadly, the goddess accepted my words.

“I'm glad it's just for today. Ballersted.”