Chapter 2: Prelude (II) (2/2)

Taking a very low stance she shot forward like a tiny bullet, as she crossed the distance in less than a second, the harp knight just kept playing his harp even as its head was shattered by the little girl.

With that, the other knights fell to the ground like their strings were cut and the others regained control over their Mana again. This left only the fallen angel statue still active, but with all five of them facing it now, it was only a matter of time before they destroyed it, and surely, after fighting a bitter fight for more than 30 minutes they finally won.

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Standing in front of a large majestic double door after defeating 21 incredibly strong Stone statues, they were breathing heavily, after taking a while to catch their breaths they finally looked at the door. ”This is it,” John said, trying to control his breathing, he knew he should be calm but he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

He turned around to look at his companions. ”This is what we've been preparing for, the challenges we've faced so far would be nothing compared to him. We may be here to save the world, but we're also here to avenge the people, he is very cunning and will use any number of underhanded tactics to save his miserable life. No matter what happens today, we must take him down.”

The others looked at him and smiled, even though they were the strongest Swordsman, warrior, assassin, mage, and witch, they still felt nervous standing here, because inside was the most powerful man in the world, beyond this door, lay in wait, the Demon King.

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After their preparations were complete, John stepped forward and placed his hands on the doors, but before he could even apply pressure to push, the two large doors slowly opened as they revealed the view within.

The room was massive, but they were unable to observe further, as their attention was immediately grabbed by the figures in front of them.

There were seven figures in total, one of these figures sat on a large majestic throne at the far end of the room. Three figures stood to his right and three to his left. All five of them gulped at the sight of these people. Two males and a female stood on the left side of the throne, with the female standing next to the throne.

Two females and a male stood by the right side of the throne, these were all demons. It was obvious at first glance that those were the six demon generals, the demon King's most trusted aides.

What they didn't expect was to find all the demon generals here and not on the battlefield. John and the others couldn't understand why. The allied forces were not only very large but formidable, they couldn't understand why the demon King had not sent them out to help his forces.

John gritted his teeth and spoke. ”This changes nothing, you four keep the generals busy for as long as you can, I'll handle the cocky bastard sitting in the chair.”

If these words had come out of anyone else, the others would question their sanity, but this was John, the strongest hero in the world, the man blessed by the gods. He wielded the holy sword 'Expira' the only blade that was powerful enough to kill the demon king.

They all nodded and readied their weapons as they entered the room. The moment they stepped foot into the room though—

It was as if gravity had been multiplied several times on them, or maybe it grew sentient and decided it hated them. They felt stifled and could barely breathe much less stand, some of them even dropped on their knees.

The man sitting on the throne was wearing an exquisite raving black coat with red lining designing its edges. He wore equally expensive-looking black pants and jet black boots with two strange gems embedded at the sides of each pair, as they accentuate the faint red line that designed it.

He wore a snow-white shirt inside the coat, giving the overall feel of the outfit a relaxed tone. If one had keen eyesight, they would see the dragon scale-like pattern on the simple shirt. His fingers wore eight gorgeous and vastly different rings that emitted a faint glowing effect.

Although his face could not be seen, he had short black hair that was cleanly cut in a fade, he sat leisurely with his leg crossed and his head resting on his right fist as he closed his eyes relaxed, and leaning back in his throne almost like he was disinterested in the Intruders that had just barged into his throne room.

This pissed John off even more as his determined spirit fought against the massive suppression he felt. ”Holy blessings” The sword in his hands glowed as a faint holy aura wrapped around the five of them alleviating most of the pressure they felt.

He didn't stop there, ”Holy might” The sword emitted a white glow, they all felt a massive boost to their strength, no longer did they felt pressured, they were now back in fighting form, even more, confident than ever.

Attack!

He shouted as all five of them sprung into action, Rey and Ellie prepare their most powerful attacks right of the bat, Rosie activated all her enhancement skills and her flame dance and Leo prepared to take the enemies' attacks. They wanted to draw the general's attention to them as John dashed for the arrogant bastard on the throne with his fastest attack, 'Lightning Flash' his sword vibrated intensely wrapped in streaks of silver lightning as he got closer to the demon.

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”Wh... What is this? what just happened?...”

Just as they got closer to the demon King, he had suddenly opened his eyes, the hazel-colored pupils seemed to turn red as it glowed. The next thing he knew all his friends had collapsed to the ground behind him.

”You bastard, what did you do!!!!” he screamed at the top of his lungs. ”You'll pay for this, I'll make you pay for this even if it's the last thing I do!” he roared, his armor glowed and the aura around him kept getting intense, enough that cracks began to appear on the body of the armor, ”Forbidden skill, Sacrifice.”

This was a last resort skill that used the life force of the user in exchange for the power of the gods, a power beyond any mortal limitations, one even heroes could only dream of, he was serious when he made his last declaration. Now that his friends were dead, there was no longer any hope in leaving this place alive when facing all seven of them, but with this, he would be able to take out the king, even without killing the generals, they would win the war as long as the bastard was dead.

None of the demon generals had even made a move, yet his friends had all died, it was as if they were just livestock that had gotten hit with the flu, he couldn't forgive that, they were looking down on them and had used a trick to kill his friends, but he wouldn't fall for that, with his skill he was now basically a demigod, it was his turn to look down on them.

”Gasp!...” he spat out a mouthful of blood as he fell to his knees. ”Th... this is not right... How is this... how is this possible— that this isn't fair.” with those last words escaping his mouth he collapsed on the ground. Dead.