Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger!

Chapter 719 Mere Mortals

The battle paused momentarily as the terrorist leader of Hadean Varsa and the Retired Hero of the Golden Sun locked eyes in a tense standoff.

"Hoh? You're looking quite fresh today. I can tell you're still trying hard to conceal the flesh rot curse I gave you," Sanada sneered, his appearance unchanged from the terrifying hermit Shye first encountered.

Upon hearing the old terrorist leader's words, Dweezel clenched his teeth, careful not to make it too obvious.

He despised Sanada for ruining his once flawless face and body, making him grotesque.

If not for the high-level illusion skill he had painstakingly developed over the years, he'd be forced to walk around with half his body decaying, reeking so badly that anyone within ten meters would be repulsed by the stench.

On the other hand, the heroes who heard the verbal exchange frowned.

It seemed that the Golden Sun Hero once suffered defeat at the hands of the former Voidweaver.

However, they naturally preferred not to believe such a thing until they witnessed the two of them battling again, as most of them naturally loved Dweezel Hawkins way more than Sanada Eiichiro.

Luckily, they didn't have to wait for long as the old terrorist leader immediately sprang into action, eager to rip his old enemy to shreds.

After only chanting for about one and a half seconds, a void slash suddenly materialized on Dweezel's location, forcing the retired hero to swiftly dodge by stepping back.

"Sanada, it saddens me to see how far you've fallen. But I cannot let you live after the countless horrific murders you've committed. In the name of all those who perished by your wicked hands, I, Dweezel Hawkins of the Golden Sun, will bring you down!" Read the latest on My Virtual Library Empire

Once done with his speech of false justice, the retired Golden Sun Hero lunged towards the airborne Voidweaver, a pair of golden hawk wings appearing on his back.

Seeing this, Sanada sneered in utter disdain.

"Heh, you? How could you defeat me when it's already a miracle that you haven't run at the sight of me?" the former Voidweaver mocked, both hands performing different hand seals from each other.

The next moment, a void slash net fired toward the charging Dweezel, forcing him to dodge to the side.

Though Dweezel had managed to narrowly avoid the void slash net, Sanada had already slipped into a void pocket.

No one could predict when or where he would reappear.

As a result, some began to fight with noticeable sloppiness.

In contrast, the morale of the elite terrorists soared after seeing their leader come close to taking down the retired Golden Sun Hero in under twenty seconds, fueling their own fighting spirit and energy levels.

This inevitably resulted in the already fatigued heroes being pushed back, while the remaining youngsters who couldn't escape on time were slaughtered like chickens—except for the Fanfirians, Deltrans, and Yon Augennians, though their fate was rapidly approaching a similar end.

Even Aziel Adramelech was no exception.

Van Smolders of the Roaring Flame was the least fortunate among the four young heroes, as only two of their youth representatives managed to escape.

Furthermore, although the Hakk'Shattan Heroes were by no means weak, they naturally fell a bit short compared to the heroes of the higher regions.

Hence, they, along with the other heroes from the lower-ranked regions, started to succumb to their exhaustion.

A few more moments later...

"AAAAARGHKKK!"

A bone-chilling death cry echoed from the Kreborian table as one of their mere five heroes, Ken Somalia of the Abyssal Ferocity was struck with a fatal stab to the heart by a commander from Sinister, resulting in his immediate demise.

Seeing this, the other heroes felt a chill run through their veins. They were starkly reminded that they were mere mortals like everyone else.

They could bleed, and they could undoubtedly die.

Having faced few losses in the past, none of them believed they would actually perish; they were accustomed to either smooth sailing on quests or escaping dire situations with emergency talismans.

However, they had no such options now.

For the first time in a long while, the heroes—the very symbols of courage and valor—were gripped by fear.

They feared that, like the Kreborian Hero, they too would meet their end.

They feared that death was coming for them.