Not All Heroes From Earth Are Bad [EN]: Chapter 107

As the dust settled, the black figure began to reveal itself.

Tall with snow-white skin, her black hair cascaded down to her waist, shimmering with health.

Her alluring figure was visible through a black see-through dress that seemed out of place on the battlefield.

A woman with enough charm to captivate any man.

She had one flaw: her face.

Or rather, the lack thereof.

Where eyes, a nose, and a mouth should have been, only a massive, gaping maw existed.

“Could it be… the Glutton?”

Rohan Harris, the hero of the Agros Kingdom, spoke.

“It’s her. I’ve never seen her, but it matches the descriptions in the records,” Olivian Rollen, the hero of the Domis Kingdom, replied.

“We must escape. Even with three heroes gathered, we can’t defeat a legion commander.”
“I agree. Let’s retreat.”

Just then, a man scoffed.

It was Zac Hallward, the hero of the Drasen Empire.

“Unbelievable. After all the effort put into this operation, you want to run? I’m ashamed to be called a hero alongside you.”
“Sir Zac, this is no time for bravado. Haven’t you heard the stories about the Glutton?”
“Yes, I have. Many times. In history books that read like novels.”

Zac Hallward wore a sneer.

“To run away before even fighting, based on such absurd tales… It’s so pathetic it gives me a headache.”
“This isn’t the time to be saying…”

“Leave him be.”

Olivian stopped Rohan.

“Let the idiot do as he pleases.”
“We can’t just let a hero of humanity die like this!”

Leaving the bickering heroes behind, Zac Hallward turned around.

“No need. I’ll handle it myself. You can just watch.”

Zac Hallward clicked his tongue.

He felt drained just talking to such cowards.

‘Tch, to think those guys are called heroes. Unbelievable. Are small countries doomed to be small, after all?’

Zac Hallward hailed from the Drasen Empire, the only nation that rivaled the Holy Empire on the continent.

If not for the Emperor’s orders, he would never have worked with heroes from such insignificant countries.

He shifted his gaze to Hemis.

She still had her back turned, seemingly in conversation with the crocodile-headed Grat.

‘The Glutton. The records paint her as an insurmountable monster. But is that really the case?’

Zac had also seen the records about the Glutton.

Several stories immediately came to mind.

She faced the legends and numerous heroes of her time single-handedly.

She annihilated armies of tens of thousands in an instant.

There were many more, but they were all similar.

Incredible, outlandish tales.

Reading them, Zac Hallward thought,

‘These are the lies of the defeated.’

The predecessors who had fallen to the Glutton.

They had deified the Glutton and exaggerated her power to justify their own defeat.

‘But I, Zac Hallward, am different. I am a true hero who inherited the vision of a legend!’

Flames began to erupt from Zac’s sword.

Zac was the heir to the vision of Ellis Sendra, a legend of the Drasen Empire.

Ellis Sendra was one of the strongest figures in the 800-year history of the Drasen Empire.

She had vanished one day, and no one knew her fate.

Zac had stumbled upon a swordsmanship manual containing Ellis Sendra’s vision.

In just five years,

Zac, once an ordinary knight commander of a rural territory, had become known as a hero of the Drasen Empire.

‘I’ll end this in one strike with the ultimate swordsmanship of the vision.’

The flames spreading from his sword soon engulfed Zac’s entire body.

His movements became even faster.

Whoosh!

Zac looked like a massive fireball.

He shot forward like a beam of light, finally reaching Hemis from behind.

Even at this moment, Hemis didn’t turn around.

She seemed focused solely on her conversation with Grat.

Zac gritted his teeth at her arrogance.

“Die!”

A massive flame was unleashed.

Ellis Sendra Vision Swordsmanship Secret Art – Lotus Flame Blaze.

The secret art recorded in the last chapter of Ellis Sendra’s swordsmanship manual.

He hadn’t yet mastered it completely, only mimicking it, but its power was undeniable.

Fwoooooosh-!

The flames screamed.

As if unable to bear their own heat.

The scorching soul of the flames engulfed Hemis.

Whoosh!

Hemis burst into flames.

The demons and humans who couldn’t withstand the heat spreading nearby quickly retreated.

Zac panted and smiled.

“This is the price of your arrogance!”

He tightened his grip on his sword.

He intended to bisect the Glutton in one swift stroke.

“Ugh…!”

Zac’s face turned red.

For some reason, the sword wouldn’t budge.

Then, a voice came from within the flames.

“Ah, where have I seen this before? Was it 300 years ago? There was a little bitch who came to kill me alone.”

In an instant, the inferno that seemed capable of burning everything vanished as if it were a lie.

Revealed was Hemis’s snow-white finger.

She was holding Zac’s sword with her thumb and forefinger.

“That’s right. It’s the technique that bitch used. I’m getting old, it’s hard to remember everything.”

Zac’s pupils widened.

‘Ellis Sendra died at the hands of the Glutton?’

The legend Ellis Sendra, who he thought had simply left the world and disappeared.

To think she had actually been killed by the Glutton.

“But you know…”

Hemis grinned and moved her finger.

Zac’s body was helplessly dragged along.

His arm trembled so violently it felt like it would fall off, but he couldn’t even resist.

It was an overwhelming difference in strength.

‘A finger? She’s toying with me with just a finger?’

A slender, seemingly frail white hand.

To be swung around like this with just the thumb and forefinger of that hand.

He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“I remember that bitch having a refreshing taste, but you’re just… no good.”

Hemis’s lips stretched wide, nearly reaching her ears.

“You can’t even imitate it properly. No, you’ve turned a decent technique into utter garbage.”

Zac’s eyes shook violently.

His expression was twisted beyond recognition, almost grotesque.

‘I, Zac Hallward, can’t even imitate it!?’

He, the one called a hero of the Empire, couldn’t even imitate the vision swordsmanship.

He couldn’t come to his senses from the series of shocks.

“To think such trash is called a hero and struts around with pride, it’s truly pathetic,” Hemis said, clicking her tongue.

Zac dropped his sword.

‘Something’s wrong… This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening…!’

His eyes darted around in confusion before he suddenly smiled.

“I get it now!”

“Get what?”

“This is a dream! I’m having a nightmare! Hahahaha!”

Zac Hallward’s eyes completely flipped, and he began to laugh like a madman.

He laughed so hard in her face that his saliva splattered on Hemis.

“It’s a dream! It’s a dream! There’s no way this is real, right? Or is it a hallucination spell? Anyway, amazing. It feels so real. But it’s useless. I’ve figured out your wicked tricks! Now I’ll break this illusion and split your head open! Kuaaa ha ha ha!”

The deranged Zac babbled on without stopping.

Hemis raised her hand as she watched him.

“What’s this idiot saying?”

Hemis’s finger lengthened and pierced Zac’s neck in one swift motion.

“Guh, guh, guh…!”

Blood foam flowed from Zac’s mouth.

Hemis grabbed Zac’s head with her other hand and tore it off.

Thud.

The hero of the Drasen Empire.

Zac Hallward’s head fell to the ground.

Hemis stomped on his head with her shoe, crushing it.

“I might get sick if I ate something like that. I’d be in trouble if I caught something like rabies. Right?”

No one answered.

Hemis didn’t seem to expect an answer either, as she casually walked away.

“Well, shall we clean up the rest?”

Her red lips stretched wide, reaching her ears.

The battlefield she had waited 100 years for thrilled her.

***

When Hemis first appeared.

8th Division Commander Grat thought.

Why is Hemis here?

Hemis had been ordered by the Demon King not to go to the battlefield.

That was why she had been stuck in the Black Fortress for over 100 years.

But soon, Grat changed his mind.

‘Either way, I’m alive.’

Hemis is a legion commander.

He had never actually seen her fight, but she was sure to be strong.

With her, they could handle the Allied heroes.

“Grat~ Our Grat. Were you running away again? You’re such an eyesore. Ohohoho!”

Grat didn’t respond to Hemis’s irritating words and bowed his head.

Anything was fine as long as he could stay alive.

At that moment, the Empire’s hero moved.

‘That guy is… Zac Hallward!’

Grat knew him too.

The Drasen Empire’s hero, Zac Hallward.

A rising hero who had suddenly appeared like a comet a few years ago.

Grat admitted that his power was formidable.

He was confident that he wouldn’t lose in a one-on-one fight against most heroes, but he avoided fighting Zac Hallward.

The flames he used were that dangerous.

“D, dangerous!”

Grat shouted as he saw him approaching.

But Hemis only grinned without looking back.

“Dangerous?”

At the same time, Zac’s flames engulfed Hemis.

Whoosh!

Grat despaired as he watched Hemis burn.

“Damn it!”

He had never seen that technique before.

It was more powerful than any technique Zac Hallward had used so far.

It would be difficult to survive if hit head-on like that.

Even Hemis would be fatally wounded.

‘You stupid bitch! There’s a limit to arrogance! You just let yourself get attacked defenselessly!?’

There was a limit to being confident.

This was too much.

If Hemis was defeated here, he was finished too.

Grat was wondering if he should run away again when.

Whoosh!

The flames disappeared.

Hemis appeared as she was before.

Even the dress she was wearing hadn’t burned.

Thud.

Soon after, Zac Hallward’s head was torn off.

Hemis began to move in earnest.

“Kuaaaa! Save me!”

“I, it’s the Glutton! We’re all going to die!”
“Cough, cough! Don’t abandon me. Please…!”

Pandemonium. A living hell unfolded.

Hemis single-handedly swept through the human army.

Demon soldiers were often caught up in it, but she didn’t care.

Crumble!

The ground was overturned every time she swung her hand.

Crack!

The world split apart.

“What is this…”

An overwhelming difference.

The level of existence was different.

Even if she was a legion commander, the difference was too great.

Grat, who was seeing Hemis’s battle for the first time, couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

‘Those stories… weren’t lies…’

He had heard stories about Hemis’s achievements.

She had captured a castle single-handedly.

She had killed legends who attacked her.

She had destroyed nations.

Unbelievable stories coming from other fronts far away.

He thought they were all exaggerations to praise the legion commander’s achievements.

“The legends… were true…”

While Grat was standing there blankly.

Hemis had already finished cleaning up the battlefield.

Many humans were still running away, but she didn’t seem to want to chase after them and kill them.

“Hmph~ I feel refreshed.”

Hemis stretched.

The corners of her mouth were raised, as if she was quite satisfied.

Meanwhile, her clean appearance, without a single drop of blood splattered on her, was even more eerie.

“Grat.”

Hemis approached.

Grat swallowed hard.

“We should finish the story we were having, right?”

“Yes…?”

“Why are you pretending not to know?”

Hemis grinned.

Her snow-white finger poked Grat’s chest.

“You sold out Raidrun and Choi Hyun-seok, didn’t you?”