Clash

The Hero of the South has been gone for a year. As the brightest new star in the Kingdom, he has not disappointed the Kingdom's expectations of him. He has accomplished many great feats that no other hero has ever achieved.

Single-handedly, he broke through the Demons's border supply line. The Demon General died! The Greater Demons died! The Demons squad died! The main force of the Demons race died!

The Hero of the South emerged in the most dazzling way, plunging the entire human world into a frenzy. Led by the Hero of the South, several hero squads gathered to break through the Demons's defenses. The Hero of the South, wielding two swords, was unstoppable by any demon and saved countless villages in the northern border region.

"She really shone, stealing the spotlight."

Looking at the confident expression on the Hero of the South in the newspaper, Li Yan couldn't help but sigh softly. "Frieren, are you ready? We're going to secretly follow the Hero of the South; get ready for a big battle!"

"Fighting against one's own kind, young master, really. Those guys are at least my friends."

Solitär smiled and crossed her fingers, speaking the word "friend" as casually as if she were talking about a stray dog.

"Solitär, be careful of those two guys, Grausam and Schlacht. Of course, you also need to be careful of that old guy, the God of War, and the other Seven Sages of Destruction Greater Demons of the Collapsed Realm," Macht warned. Although he was the strongest among the Seven Sages of Destruction, he wasn't the strongest among all the Demons except for the Demon King. Facing the God of War at close range, he might also be at risk of death.

"What? Senior brother, you have to protect me. Those old Demons are too scary." Frieren weakly gripped her staff. Last time, Macht almost killed her instantly, and she felt a little guilty.

"Lady Frieren, don't worry, you're at least in the top ten among Demons... around that."

Solitär spoke with a smile, which brought Frieren a sense of comfort.

Aura blinked and shrank back onto the sofa; she didn't want to be killed by a monster like Schlacht.

"Aura, stay home and behave well."

Li Yan glanced in Aura's direction. Although Aura was one of the Seven Sages of Destruction, his combat power was like that of a soldier in front of Schlacht. He was useless and might even die in the midst of the battle.

Hearing that she didn't have to go, Aura was overjoyed. She imagined herself happily enjoying herself alone in this Castle after Li Yan and his group all died. As long as she could find a way to remove the Subjugation Collar, she could then use Obedience Magic to control the current Lionheart King and dominate the entire human Kingdom.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue approached Li Yan with some worry, "Young Master, you must come back safely."

Li Yan gently reached out and stroked Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue's heads. "What are you worried about? I've lived for over a thousand years. What's there to be afraid of about those Demons?"

Frieren gripped her staff and jogged over. She had made all the preparations and was fairly confident in facing the Demons, at least enough to relieve some of the pressure on her senior brother.

"We're leaving. Xiao Wu, Xiao Xue, remember to keep an eye on that idiot Aura, don't let her run wild at home."

Li Yan gave instructions, then reached out and grabbed Frieren and the others, instantly activating Space Magic.

On the northern border, within the Demon King's Castle, a Demons man dressed in an ancient and luxurious black robe, resembling Prophet, indifferently descended the steps. Below, several powerful Demons of the Greater Demons level, who had been waiting for a long time, solemnly raised their heads. The air was filled with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere, as if even the air itself was trembling in anticipation of the impending storm.

"Schlacht, was it really necessary to bring so many people to kill the Hero of the South in this operation?"

The Demons General, God of War Rivale, narrowed his eyes and smiled. He was looking forward to meeting the strongest hero in the human world.

Schlacht glanced indifferently at the God of War and slowly spoke, "This operation is of paramount importance. If we fail, we will face an unprecedented crisis. Besides, Rivale, can you defeat a powerful Warrior Foresee the Future?"

"Grausam, you hold a crucial position in the operation to besiege the Hero of the South. Without Macht, you will be taking a certain risk."

Grausam was silent for a moment, his voice low and hoarse. "It's not a problem to entangle with the Hero of the South for a while, but only for a while, otherwise he will kill me swiftly."

"We need to call up all Seven Sages of Destruction, the God of War Rivale, and you, Schlacht. What a luxurious lineup! Is that so-called strongest human hero really as strong as you see him in the future?"

The Demons Immortal Bose Böse, slowly spoke, believing that with his powerful Barrier Magic, even the so-called strongest human hero was nothing more than a trapped lamb.

"Böse, the moment you see the Hero of the South, release a massive barrier that can cover three kilometers, or I'm worried he'll kill you instantly."

Schlacht spoke indifferently, which made Böse's face flash with disbelief. He understood what Schlacht meant. After releasing the barrier, he was like a useless person. His only function was to prevent the Hero of the South from escaping. He had no other use.

"Little Leviathan, Schlacht, I'm not interested in this kind of battle. You guys do your best. I'm just watching for the fun. As long as I have food to eat tomorrow and can continue my magic research, that's all that matters." The End Saint Tod said nonchalantly. To her, the Hero of the South was not as important as her magical research.

Schlacht nodded expressionlessly, glancing at the other Seven Sages of Destruction and the Greater Demons, "This is a battle concerning the survival of the Demons race, a battle that cannot be won, and also a battle fought for the Demons a thousand years from now."

As night fell, a deathly atmosphere permeated the forests of the Northern War Zone. Dim moonlight filtered through the treetops, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

A cool breeze blew by, rustling the leaves, as if something was secretly watching the forest. The Hero of the South remained calm, a confident smile on his face, his two-handed sword already drawn from his waist.

"Hey, my destined rivals, aren't there a bit too many of you?"

As the Hero of the South spoke, rustling sounds gradually rose from the forest. Schlacht appeared before the Hero of the South, leading all the remaining Seven Sages of Destruction, some of the Greater Demons, and the God of War Rivale.

Without saying much, Schlacht launched the first attack, several magic orbs resembling black shadows bombarding the direction of the Hero of the South. Suddenly, a huge barrier unfolded from the spot, trapping everyone inside.

"Humanity's strongest warrior, let me witness your might! Hahaha!" The Demons God of War, Rivale, manipulated Mana to form a Battle Axe, which slashed fiercely at the Hero of the South.

"The black lightning will deliver the most severe punishment to those who underestimate it."

At the same time, the Demons general Six-Handed Demon Serpent Torast, wielding six longswords covered in lightning, attacked the Hero of the South.

Facing the collective attack of numerous Demons, the Hero of the South grinned confidently. With a single movement, he easily dodged Schlacht's attack. The Hero of the South's eyes were resolute as he clashed with the God of War Rivale. The sword light flashed like lightning, tearing through the air. In just one exchange, the God of War Rivale, was sent flying several meters away, and the Demon General, the Six-Handed Demon Serpent Torast, was swiftly killed.

"A mere aftershock could kill a Demon General? Truly terrifying! Humanity's strongest hero!"

A serious look appeared on Grausam's face. This was no joke; it was a real life-or-death battle. Even though they had a numerical advantage, it was still uncertain who would live and who would die after the victory.

"The barrier compressed and exploded!"

Böse compressed the block barrier in his hand and slammed it hard towards the location of the Hero of the South. It was an extremely unstable barrier bomb, powerful enough to blast a hole in a mountain.

"Hmph, Barrier Magic?"

The Hero of the South's face showed a hint of disdain. He unleashed a sword aura with his longsword. With just one sword aura, the cube barrier compressed by Böse was split in two and exploded in the air. The shockwave stirred up a large cloud of dust. A glint flashed in Schlacht's eyes. He had already seen through the Hero of the South's thoughts.

"Grausam, Rivale, hold him off. I'll share my Future Sight with you. Böse, run!"

Schlacht's cold voice rang out, and Grausam and the God of War Rivale, exchanged a glance before stepping forward...