Hero Creator: The Last Hero
Ch. 103 — Don't Underestimate Parents!

“Rigel!” A familiar voice in the ear, Takumi came from another direction along with Ozaru.

The Heroes gathered at the same spot, Rigel landed down and stared at the other two leaders who had come with their retainers. The Seraphim and Demon Pillars gathered in their respective places. Natalia has also come with Nadia and Rigel gives Nadia the things she needs to recover.

Judging from his circumstances it was clear that Petra was unconscious. Among the Heroes who had already fought, perhaps Petra was the one who received the most damage.

The great powers of the three races had gathered and faced each other. The battlefield that was supposed to be crowded became silent as the soldiers who were doing the battle stopped it.

“This is so stressful.” Odin who had just joined the battle stared at Rigel who was quite far away from him.

None of them had any intention of approaching him because only a fool would do it. The reason Rigel chose a location that was very far from where the soldiers were, was not because of fear of them dying but he did not want his attack to kill his own comrades.

The silly thing that often happens on the battlefield is where allies use large-scale attacks, instead of wiping out opponents but destroying their own neighbors.

“Yes, finally arrived. End of the battle of Ragnarok.” Bellemere was standing right next to Odin, he felt he had enough rest and was ready through another long battle.

“It seems you are ready to rampage.”

“Yes, I will not lose to you, Mr. Odin.”

“Hahaha, just relax. There are so many enemies that you can't count them.” Odin stared at the army of angels and demons that were coming and were fervently filling the sky.

The numbers are terrible but this is also the first time for Odin to see a vast army of humans and Demi-humans unite to face this war. No matter how many times he looked at it, this scene remained extremely amazing.

The impossible dream that Asoka had, the time when humans and Demi-humans coexisted, was very clear to be achieved after this war ended. Those who survive the war and help each other, will unconsciously have a strong bond with each other.

“If you have time to chat, you should use it to charge up or make a plan.”

The steps of someone approaching were accompanied by a soft and firm voice. Odin finds a young man with brownish hair who uses a gold-line black chest armor. As an important figure and person of high rank, he used equipment that looked standard and left many places to attack.

Seeing his presence Odin and Bellemere immediately knelt before him. Not only did the young man possess a high rank but he possessed a rare strength that was even capable of surpassing those who used Ancient Artifacts.

“Your Majesty the Emperor.” Serempak Odin and Bellemere said.

Heavenly Emperor, Asoka has joined the war. He told the two to get up and walk past them, looking at the expanse of countless enemy troops.

“I've imagined their number but seeing it directly like this it feels amazing.”

Soon other footsteps arrived and they were another candidate. It starts with Alexei losing one arm, Regulus, and finally Altucray. They came together when Natalia used Spatial on a large scale.

“Your Majesty the Emperor, should we go to the side of the Heroes?” altucray asked as he stared at the same spot.

“That's wise but as Rigel always says, sending an ordinary person won't help will just overload.”

In short sending soldiers there would only be an additional burden for the Heroes. If you want to send help, between the six of them or other useful executives. Even nobles can be able to provide assistance even if small.

“Rather than helping them face great powers like the Seraphim and Demon Pillars, it is wiser for us to prevent their fight from being interrupted. And of course, don't forget we have to keep an eye on their fight. If only a Hero was injured or cornered, at full strength, we will move help!”

“Ready to do!” As soon as they say.

Asoka nodded in satisfaction, then she did a small stretch and used a weapon in the form of claws tied with chains. The claw is one of several weapons made with Hydra bones. Asoka was once again grateful that Rigel was able to find the Dwarves and hire them.

“Oh my troops, my friends!”

“Here, on this battlefield we are. There is only one goal we are here, creating a living hell!”

“Ya!”

“All forces—” Asoka began to take steps, from step to run towards the expanse of troops demanding to be eliminated, “Offer everything for victory, attack troops!”

A sea of human and Demi-human troops stepped forward as the royal executives began to invade. Asoka who was at the forefront jumped up and tore apart the demons and angels nearby.

He took a strong foothold and struck down a demon that had no wings. With a great destructive power, one huge swing obliterated the three demons. It was followed by Bellemere who gave a light slash every cross of his sword swing.

Odin with his greatsword chose against a larger demon, one that was like a towering Minotaur and clashed fiercely with it. Odin felt excited because his opponent also used a large sword and was not easily defeated.

He had to exert a little effort, while hoping to experience a long fight, someone jumped right from behind him.

“Sorry but I took this part—” An old man with a white sword and complete armor jumped directly towards the head of the Minotaur, “Technique One — Incisions!”

The Minotaur's head floated in an instant. Odin looked at it with awe and smiled wryly, angry would not be able to because not only lost about the position but his strength was clearly on it.

“Please, King Altucray.”

Altucray continued to step forward, he spun, slashing vertically and piercing. He never realized that he was already in the midst of the enemy's siege. In response, Altucray smiled.

“I haven't been excited like this in a long time. If so let's dance.” Altucray aligned the sword blade with his face and was in an upright posture, “Arthurian Sword—”

His sword lit up over the golden light, a grain-shaped energy gathered and enveloped his sword. Altucray felt nostalgic and yearned using his sword technique.

As a person who had Pendragon blood in his veins, there was one power that only Pendragon blooded people were able to use. Arthurian Sword, a technique that gave rise to the swordplay of their founder, King Arthur.

“— King is person hearted steel.”

He put up the horses and immediately took the first step, “Step One — Dance!” Altucray swung his sword with one hand, his movements were exactly like the person doing the dance.

It only took a short time for him to be free from the encirclement of the troops, as if dissatisfied he jumped as high as possible.

“Step Two — Wings!”

Continues to dart far into the air and knock down the angels. Every time he slashed one angel he would crash it in the other direction. It is as if every one kills one life, his body moves itself to take another life.

“He's so excited.” Regulus smiled wryly as he looked at Altucray.

“This brings nostalgia because it has been a long time since we did not show each other our strength.” Alexei behind him also looked at Altucray.

“Yes. Let's show the soldiers and the younger generation that they can't easily surpass us old generation!”

“Yes. Although different times but they should know not to underestimate the parents. Because in the past, there were many people who died young.”

The two of them emitted an incredible amount of magic energy, even making the nearby soldiers give off cold sweat. Those from past generations try to convey that parents are not weak.

In the past most people died young, and those who were able to live to old age were a group of monstrous monsters.