Reincarnated as the King of Heroes

Chapter 438 438

The battle among the three Heretic Gods was nearing its conclusion.

Anyone with clear sight could see that the defeat of the majestic Sun Wukong was inevitable.

Not only had he been betrayed by his two junior brothers, but he was also bound by the Tight-Fillet Curse.

Although the sorcerers and Hime-Miko had fainted, the curse was now being chanted and activated by the high school student holding Prometheus.

Simultaneously, this high school student had successfully seized another offensive ability from Sun Wukong.

It was quite strange—though this high school student appeared to be an ordinary one without any specialized training, his reactions in countering Sun Wukong's attacks were no less than those of trained individuals.

At first, it seemed like luck, but after multiple instances, it couldn't be mere coincidence.

It was as if the high school student's body, his DNA, was imprinted with the instinct for battle.

"Sorry, Senior Brother!"

"We will avenge you later!!!"

As they spoke these words, the two junior brothers pressed down harder with their weapons, forcing Sun Wukong's body further into the ground until half of it was submerged.

Thus, now was the perfect opportunity to slay the Heretic God.

Therefore, the high school student named Godou Kusanagi, wielding the Prometheus Secret Art, would seize this chance to defeat Sun Wukong.

Thus, the seventh Campione was about to be—

Suddenly, a knight appeared behind Godou Kusanagi, advancing toward him with a sword.

Seeing this, Kaoru noticed that Ena also erupted with greater power, instantly intervening to intercept.

But at that very moment, a white flash pierced through Ena.

Was that a lightning-wrapped arrow?

After piercing Ena, its power undiminished, it struck the ground not far away, penetrating to an unknown depth.

Pupils contracting, Kaoru realized Ena's figure was dissipating—it had only been an illusion struck.

However, before she could locate where Ena had moved, three consecutive lightning arrows shot over.

"Boom—!"

This time, an explosion occurred, with terrifying electrical radiance blooming like three truck-sized spheres of lightning discharging simultaneously.

Under the intense glare of the lightning spheres, Kaoru also caught sight of Ena's figure, dark waves emanating from her body clashing violently with the electrical light.

Suddenly, a figure dashed into the fray.

Clang!!!

The clash of swords resulted in one party being sent flying in disarray—the one thrown back was Ena.

At this point, the identity of the figure became clear: a silver-haired man wearing a mask, dressed somewhat like a knight?

Only his hair was rather long.

The lightning arrow from earlier had undoubtedly been shot by him.

The most obvious clue was that the sword in his hand transformed once again into a bow, and another arrow entwined with electrical light was fired.

But strangely, this shot wasn't aimed directly at Ena; instead, it was loosed toward the sky.

In the next instant, the sky seemed to turn hostile, instantly shifting into a thunderstorm as thunder roared within the clouds.

"Boom—!"

Everything was instantly bleached white as countless bolts of lightning descended upon Ena, causing Kaoru and the others to turn pale.

Such an attack was far beyond what any spellcaster could unleash—it was an assault that touched upon the divine realm.

This meant the opponent was either a Heretic God or a Campione.

So, what was his identity? By all appearances, it was the latter—a Campione.

"Hmm?"

Within the area engulfed by lightning, a black mass suddenly appeared, writhing ominously.

As the electrical radiance faded, a dark blade-wielding giant took form, and at its heart, Ena was embedded. She seemed momentarily dazed and confused, as if unaware of her own situation.

From her eyes, Kaoru recognized the Ena she knew.

Ena was about to say something but was swallowed whole.

Clang—!

Accompanied by a heavier, duller metallic impact, a violent shockwave nearly sent everything in the vicinity flying.

The commotion caused Kaoru and Yuri to cry out in alarm, bracing themselves firmly to maintain their footing.

Only then did they notice the knight who had suddenly appeared: his sword, originally aimed at Godou Kusanagi, was blocked by another sword-wielding figure.

It was an elderly man dressed in rough kimono?

No, upon closer inspection, if he were properly groomed and his beard trimmed, he would resemble a middle-aged man.

"Susanoo no Mikoto"

Yuri murmured in a daze beside them, instantly recognizing him as Ena's grandfather.

Now, he had personally emerged from the Netherworld!

"It's you, isn't it!!!"

His voice was low, yet carried the resounding force of a thunderclap.

Simultaneously, the thunderstorm in the sky grew even more violent, the thunder roaring more terrifyingly as the silvery-white electrical light began tinged with black and red.

What had previously only covered Mount Nikko now seemed to shroud the entire sky in an instant.

This was the celestial anomaly brought about by the power of this Heretic God, for he was also a deity who commanded storms.

"Don't interfere with this child's actions or steal his prey. Entertain yourself with me instead!"

As he uttered these words with a cruel expression, Susanoo's sword had already slashed at his opponent hundreds of times.

"Steal his prey? Sorry, I never intended to take his prey from the beginning. My target has always been you, hiding in the shadows!"

The Pale Knight responded with a light chuckle, his tone seemingly casual yet carrying an unmistakable heavy killing intent.

"Is that so? Then let's see who is the hunter and who is the prey!"

In an instant, a dark sphere rapidly expanded, swallowing both of them in one breath.

It seemed likely they were being transported to the Netherworld, as the fluctuations characteristic of that realm were overwhelmingly strong.

Thus, the sphere resembling a dark eye was about to vanish as if closing.

But at the moment it narrowed into a straight seam, golden swords pierced through, and then, like a burst balloon, the figures that should have been dragged into the Netherworld returned to the real world.

Thud—!

That was the sound of something spherical hitting the ground, rolling a few times.

At this moment, all witnesses, even the Heretic Gods, were stunned.

The head of that renowned sword deity, the God of Steel from mythology, had been separated from his body just like that?

Decapitated in an instant?