Hero Creator: The Last Hero
Ch. 27 — Ambition Zenos

The world shook violently, the sea churned and caused tsunamis, the ground quakes and made underground caves collapse, some places like the village above were destroyed.

The disaster cost the lives of many places, the Region in the middle of the ocean is not excluded. The impact of the tsunami reached them, but thanks to the iron walls Rigel activated and built, there were no fatalities.

There are only a few people injured. Although it said a few, the number reached a thousand figures.

Nature dries up, the world that easily animates plants now will not be as it was. The harvest that can usually be done six times a year will decrease to two, three times at most.

Realizing the arrival of a large shockwave towards him, Rigel immediately moved away from Lucifer and built a large iron wall.

On his knees, his hands held the ground and were all his might ready for a great impact in front of him.

“This is it.”

A huge wind wave, a magic explosion reached him and so easily eroded the iron wall Rigel was building. Its thickness was no joke, but the impact of the Sylph attack was able to damage it easily.

What happens if Rigel is the target of the attack? I don't know, nobody knows what's going to happen.

Realizing that the iron wall would not last long, Rigel jumped back, mounted the horses and clapped his two shining hands thanks to the Runes.

SIR!

“Mana Hand — Acra Wall! Void — Exposure!”

Using the two skills and combining them, a wall that protected itself was created. Any form of thing, magic or even life that went through that hand-shaped shield, would vanish without a trace.

“Even the impact here is huge ..” Rigel whimpered as he felt his explosion begin to decline.

Lucifer on the other hand was not much different, rolling himself up with his black wings. Naturally, just by the impact of an attack would not be able to injure him, no matter how big it was.

‘Even this explosion is twice as strong as nuclear, it may also be more.’ Rigel thought while observing the surroundings.

The Heroes facing the Demon Pillar had wounds in several places thanks to the explosion.

“Ugh ... You guys, all right ... only?” Hazama who took the position of protecting everyone, whimpered in pain.

He was already completely weak and was forced to become weaker to withstand the impact of the great attack from the Sylph magic.

Curse of Pride is really not a wise choice, in fact the energy possessed by Hazama seems never recovered. No matter how much and powerful recovery magic Alexei gave, his strength never returned as well as his health.

Looking back, everyone was lying down and slightly injured. Yet none of them are so critical, worthy of gratitude.

It's just that he didn't find Ozaru anywhere even with his huge body. But he finds a stick the size of a human stuck in, it's possible that Ozaru has returned to his original form.

“Heh. Be proud of this true Hazama ... save you ..” Saying words unlike her, Hazama loses consciousness.

Before actually falling to the ground, Natalia swiftly stood up and swept over Hazama's body quickly.

“Hero Shield ... Mercifully. He just fainted.”

Despite only fainting, Hazama's body is filled with curses. A curse that made him proud, seeing others as unequal to him.

“Sial, we are completely cornered.” The second person to rise was Marcel.

Realizing that Ozaru, Hazama and Takumi are no longer able to help, it will be difficult to face the Demon Pillar that looks down on them from the sky.

“I don't like this, fairy ***** it really doesn't care about anything around it. My blood is wasted, it seems like it needs to absorb more blood here.”

The Vampire girl with purplish amethyst eyes exclaimed in annoyance. His body was the desire of all girls, his clothes were too open and as if only wearing underwear.

“Do not do unnecessary things, Capella. Mr. Lucifer simply ordered to detain them.”

“Alright, alright. I'm just kidding, no need to be that serious.” Lazily he shifted his eyes.

“Heh, submissive dog as usual, Capella.” A hoarse voice came and mocked Capella, bringing out her displeasure.

“Shut your mouth, Hector. Talk again I'll kill you.” Capella replied with a sneer glance.

The Demon Pillar named Hector, turned the chain clock that was in his hand and smiled amusedly. His black hair was covered in a large hat that was usually used for magic, a black robe with after nobles behind it.

“Hahaha, as if you could do it, female bat.”

“Cih!”

Despite saying he would kill her, Capella couldn't do it. Not because Zenos or Lucifer were forbidden, but the devil was very difficult to kill. Even the strongest Zenos among them acknowledged the abilities Hector had.

“Khakaka, you two never get along. Why not get together and make a child? Perhaps it will be a new species, khakaka.”

While the latter spoke his name Asmodeus. His appearance is easily explained. From the tip of his hair to his feet, seen from wherever he was more like a malnourished old man. There was no flesh, only bones covered in skin.

“Yes, it would be nice if you guys gave birth to a new demon. Perhaps His Majesty Lucifer will acknowledge your son.” Pillar of the devil with dark skin, Regulus was hoarding in the conversation.

“Fuhaha, do I need to prepare a house from a corpse to make you comfortable having sex?” The small-looking, disheveled woman pitted. He's Sirius.

“Close your mouths.” The devil with the form of a blackish-red bull interrupted.

It was like a mixture of a bull with a bat and a devil's tail on its butt.

“Do we not need to kill them, Zenos? I'm sure it's a good chance to kill them.” He looked down on the heroes.

“I'm like-minded with Ammon. By killing them all here will make it easier for us in the war. Anyway, the Seraphim fucker is not a light opponent.” Leviathan is ready to attack if needed.

His last fight with the Hero was when the gates of the underworld opened. Although it was a short fight, truly the human Heroes were very different from their predecessors.

In this generation they are stronger and very quick to adapt. Perhaps the factor that there was no chaos for two years helped them to get stronger quickly.

“They may be human. But it is quite troublesome to fight it. If necessary, I will take care of it myself.” Loosening his collar, the furious-faced Diablo prepared to kill everything here.

“Hahaha, it is funny to hear that from someone who many times almost died at their hands.” Leviathan laughed until her stomach hurt.

Diablo was about to interrupt, but Zenos immediately spoke so that there would be no further dispute.

“I do not deny that they are quite troublesome, even able to kill Dante and Behemoth. Ignore the half-demon Marionette, Dante and Behemoth have been enough to prove just how powerful the Hero of this generation is.”

Zenos did not deny that part of him wanted to take care of the Heroes right now. But more than anyone else in this place, only he understood best what his master was thinking.

Although he did not mention his plan to anyone, just by looking at his master's eyes, Zenos immediately understood.

“Great advantage that they did not join the fight in Ragnarok. But there is never a guarantee you can win against Seraphim.”

“They” he calls it, which means besides himself and Lucifer no one has any certainty of winning against the Seraphim. No one dared to refute his words, because they knew that the facts might be so.

“So you mean, we let them live and kill him on the battlefield?” Ammon asked, crossing his arms.

“No, let them die in the hands of the Seraphim. His fight with the Hero will be draining, that's when we step on the angel tollol with our feet.” With an evil smile on his lips, the body exuded a terrifying strength.

Not many appear on the surface and choose to keep the door of the room where Lucifer rested for thousands of years, in fact Zenos has no interest whatsoever in this world other than to destroy angels.

The hero dies, or the other Demon Pillar dies, he doesn't care. Zenos was only looking forward to the day when the gates of heaven were wide open, trampling the filth that considered itself holy like an angel and spitting on it.

Glancing at Zenos, Leviathan smiled faintly. “Your ambition has never changed, neither then, nor now Zenos.”