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Along with that, the peacekeepers blocking Yoosung\'s path disappeared.

It literally disappeared. Without even leaving a trace.

The most complete form of extinction and ultimate duty.

Although there was no sword in Yooseong\'s hand, it was not much different from when he swung the last herbivorous sword of the Heavenly Demon\'s Three Swords... the Sword of Void.

A storm of meaninglessness that dissolves all meaning. It wasn\'t even a form that was obsessed with swords or herbivores anymore.

The power of the Heavenly Demon, the absolute meaningless being, and at the same time, the power of the King of Magicians.

As the Lord of the Mask, Yoosung\'s immeasurable abilities had already gone beyond the realm of form and reached the transcendental realm beyond.

The King of Heroes raised his head amidst the blazing flames, leaving behind the ashes and souls of the bombardment swirling from all directions.

A message came to mind.

[Kang Yu-seong, the king of heroes, directly attacks the soldiers...]

[The humans are terrified and shocked!]

At that message, Yoo-seong could only laugh. What were the bullets and bombings aimed at him just moments before?

“He who pulls the trigger must also be prepared to have the trigger pulled. “Isn’t that right?”

This is war. And despite the warning, they pulled the trigger. In that case, Yoosung pulling the trigger on them would also be something they should be prepared for.

Nevertheless, humans were not prepared.

Perhaps by now, the whole world is talking about the message that Kang Yoo-seong, the king of heroes, attacked humans. You\'ll be agitated, panicked, scared, and at the same time won\'t stop pointing your finger at the hero.

“We…”

That’s why Yoosung turned his head. Toward the woman next to him.

“Is it worth saving them?”

Maria didn\'t answer.

“That’s your decision to make, Yoosung.”

I just respect the decision of Kang Yu-seong, the ruler of heroes.

“You have already sacrificed a lot for this world.”

“I guess so.”

It was right then.

Whoa!

There was a fighter plane flying across the sky with a roar that seemed to tear my eardrums. F-23 Diablo.

An “invincible fighter” that will never be defeated.

A lieutenant general of the United States Special Operations Command, a veteran warrior who fought through unfathomable living hell. The crystallization of pure delusion built up by Lieutenant General Kilgore.

It wasn\'t even one. It was a formation.

However, even the ideal fighter born from the yearning of a war hero literally ‘meant nothing\' before the King of Heroes.

All the struggles unfolding in front of him were so fleeting and meaningless that he couldn\'t even laugh out loud.

‘Is this what it felt like?\'

I was able to realize it at the same time. This is the void with the name of the Heavenly Demon, the absolute meaningless being.

——Early on, heroes had an irreplaceable meaning of protecting humans.

But now it was no longer ‘worth it\'.

The endless emptiness and searing meaninglessness that the Heavenly Demon faced truly greeted the shooting star.

That\'s why the Masked Lord snapped his fingers.

Before he knew it, Yoosung was holding the ‘Dokgogu Sword’ through the skill 《Masker Raid》.

The clean, dark-colored business suit that Yoosung had been wearing until just now had already been reborn as plain, almost rag-like clothes.

At the same time, all types of air-to-ground weapons equipped on the F-23 began spraying fire.

At the same time, Cheonma’s right foot, which was on the ground, moved outward by about 15 degrees. The waist was bent forward ever so slightly.

That was the end of being able to describe the movements of the Heavenly Horse in the form of type.

Heavenly Demon Samgeom Ilchosik Island (M).

It was faster than letters, words, and sounds.

And annihilation (滅).

The two herbivores swung from empty space toward empty space.

At the same time, an ear-splitting explosion rang out.

The F-23 Diablo fighter squadron flying high in the sky was falling apart and exploding as if it had been shot down by a missile.

“Fuck.”

Immediately after, a familiar curse was heard. That\'s why Yooseong raised his head without saying a word.

There was a man in military uniform holding a Cuban cigar in his mouth.

“What an absurd power.”

“Aren’t you Lieutenant General Kilgore, a proud American hero?”

Looking at him, Yoosung replied that there was nothing to be surprised about. Lieutenant General Kilgore silently puffed on his cigar and asked again.

“Holy lady, would you like to smoke one?”

“are you okay.”

“Is that so.”

The saint answered, and Lieutenant General Kilgore put back the cigar case he was trying to take out of his pocket.

“They previously bombed innocent civilians.”

Put it in and Lieutenant General Kilgore said.

“It was to assassinate executives of the Palestine Liberation Organization (PLO) who were hiding using civilians as shields.”

“So I dropped a hundred phosphorus bombs on the refugee district of UN Palestine, where there were schools and children. Do you know about 155mm white phosphorus?”

Once white phosphorus is ignited, it sticks to the human body like mucus and does not come off easily. A flame that never goes out. A brutal weapon prohibited for use against civilians and for killing purposes by the Geneva Convention.

“Do you want to come and confess now?”

“shrift? “Is there something I should regret?”

Lieutenant General Kilgore laughed as if he was dumbfounded by Yooseong’s words.

“That’s what a ‘war hero’ should do!”

Lieutenant General Kilgore began to chuckle and shake his shoulders. Yes. He too was a hero.

“Even if the body of a seven-year-old child catches fire and his flesh burns, even if he sees innocent women and old people dying from suffocation in white phosphorus smoke, and even if a grown adult squeals like a child from the flames that cling to his body. ..!”

“Is slaughtering innocent civilians a war hero’s job?”

“The humans wanted it, and the war hero simply carried it out. “It doesn’t matter whether the opponent is a soldier, a civilian, a player, or a monster.”

Lieutenant General Kilgore said.

“We are hunting dogs.”

A hunting dog raised by humans. That is what a war hero is.

‘The life of a human being was that of a devil, a vampire, a soldier, an assassin, and a dictator.\'

“And now here my country demands that I take you down as a war hero.”

At those words, Yoosung burst into laughter again.

“Do you think you can beat me?”

“I guess it’s too much.”

“Then why did I send you here if I knew you would die?”

“Do you know the greatest thing a war hero can accomplish?”

Lieutenant General Kilgore asked.

“To die as a hero.”

“okay.”

heroic death. Yoosung smiled bitterly at those words.

People will mourn his ‘heroic death\' and at the same time point fingers at the player Kang Yoo-seong as the killer of heroes.

“So, are you planning on being a human puppet until the end?”

“That’s what war heroes do.”

War hero Lieutenant General Kilgore answered. Humans long for heroes, and heroes sacrifice for humans. Whether he was a war hero or just a hero was a distinction without much meaning.

“Maybe so.”

After silence, Yoosung answered. He too was a hero and the king of heroes.

“I can break the human chains that are binding you.”

The hero said that he had given up on being a human and had given up on humans, so he had no reason to care for humans.

However, in front of the hand extended by the Lord of Heroes, the war hero quietly shook his head.

“There’s no need for that.”

“Why?”

“I... have a duty to protect humans

.”

Duty to protect humans.

The hero was before him.

Even though he knows that it is a battle he cannot win, even though he knows that it will be nothing more than a meaningless dog death, he is willing to stand in front of this ‘monster’ to protect humans.

A victim of human longing.

That was a hero.

“And I... hope you don’t harm humans.”

Yooseong fell silent at those words.

“Even if all humans call you a traitor, call you a monster, fear you, and despise you... Nevertheless,

as a hero, he still hopes to understand and sacrifice himself for humans.

“Even if humans are not worthy of salvation.”

“Why should I do that?”

“Yeah, like I said, it’s not worth it.

“That’s the problem.”

Saying that, Lieutenant General Kilgore silently dropped the cigar in his mouth on the floor.

Grumble!

As soon as the cigar cigarette fell to the floor, flames swirled around. The smell of gasoline filled my nose.

“I”

It was a napalm bombing.

However, it was by no means an attack swinging towards a meteor.

The extremely sticky flames of napalm were engulfing the body of Lieutenant General Kilgore.

“I like the smell of napalm in the morning.”

He was burning his body. And amidst the flames engulfing him, he calmly opened his mouth.

“One time we bombed a certain ridge for 12 hours straight, and after the bombing was over, I went up there. When I got there, there wasn\'t even a single rotting corpse. “Then… there was a smell.”

Lieutenant General Kilgore spoke, paying no heed to the burning flames amidst the stinging smell of gasoline.

“That smell of gasoline all over the ridge.”

“That smell... it was the scent of victory.”

The blazing flames had already engulfed Kilgore\'s head and reduced his body to ashes.

Yoosung looked at him in silence, and before he knew it, the human flesh and bones that had been swallowed up by the flames were revealed.

“...Do not abandon humanity, King of Heroes.”

With those words, the skin was peeled off, leaving behind a charcoal black mess where the bones and flesh had melted.

[You have defeated war hero ‘General’ Kilgore!]

[Experience has increased!]

[Your level has increased!]

At the same time, a message appeared. It was a ‘play message’ in the tower, no different from any other time.

But just looking at that message made me feel nauseous.

I wanted to affirm humanity. I wanted to give them a chance.

However, no matter how many opportunities the King of Heroes gave them, humans did not accept them. And once again, they longed for new heroes and hoped that they would sacrifice themselves for them.

Yoosung himself was not the only hero who endlessly gave and sacrificed himself for them and fell.

More and more, I couldn\'t figure out why I had to save them.

Yooseong raised his head amidst the stinging smell of gasoline.

It was the smell of victory.