Legendary Hero is an Academy Honors Student - Chapter 771

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771.

The Underworld Temple of Styx.

This was an ancient temple created long ago, before Nix of the Frozen Realm of Death was devoured by Erebos of the Calamity Flame.

Later.

A place created through the belief that Nix, the never-melting ice and immortal being, would one day be resurrected.

In one of Styx’s sanctuaries that followed Nix, believers who once served Nix slept frozen in place.

In the center of such an ice temple, Aceton, the Saint of Sorrow, was offering prayers.

“To those who came meaninglessly to this world and will disappear meaninglessly, I offer my condolences…”

Drip- Drip-

“May the goddess’s compassion be with those who disappeared without being embraced by the goddess…”

Tears of blood flowed from Aceton’s eyes.

“May the world someday receive the blessing of true death…”

He rose to his feet, genuinely feeling sorrow for the world.

Erebos and Tartaros burning the world was to make the world disappear without a trace.

They had no interest in domination or anything of the sort.

Simply using even themselves as kindling to burn the world and return to nothingness where nothing exists.

In contrast, what Nix and Styx wanted was to make the world into an eternally immortal form.

Trapped in never-melting ice where time doesn’t flow, maintaining their appearance from life while meeting eternal death.

Though different in form, all were endings.

Just a difference in perspective between burning away and freezing for preservation.

But because of this, Tartaros and Styx could never understand each other.

What both groups desired was ultimately the end, but their forms were completely polar opposites.

However, from the perspective of the surface dwellers, there were those who were moderate.

That was precisely Styx.

Since they sought to stop the world’s form in an eternally immortal state.

They felt the need to cultivate the world into the beautiful form that Nix desired until complete victory.

Therefore, in the distant past.

They reigned as the largest religion on the surface.

Humans served Nix, and other races also served Nix as their goddess.

The demons of Styx were revered as the goddess’s apostles, and Nix was worshipped as a god who promised eternity to people.

Though the fact that their origin was ‘evil’ remained unchanged, the surface dwellers of that time didn’t care.

They were simply intoxicated by the sweet moments of the era they lived in.

‘Indeed, livestock should be just like that.’

The Saint of Sorrow muttered to himself.

The reason Styx ruled over humans.

It was because humans were elements that composed this world.

Most humans were ugly from their perspective, but among them were those with shining souls.

Also, for the world to meet death in a more perfect form, there needed to be harmony.

Therefore, they ruled over humans.

Like livestock.

Not just humans.

They treated most surface beings who served them that way.

The Saint of Sorrow stopped walking.

What spread before him were countless surface dwellers trapped in ice.

All of these were those who had pledged loyalty to Nix.

Those with great power who would someday sacrifice themselves in the great war that would lead the world to its end.

They were Styx’s great warriors who would become the foundation for the world’s great death.

Passing them, Aceton reached the deepest part of the underground temple.

The massive door before him.

This was none other than where Nix of the Frozen Realm of Death resided.

“Great goddess. Your creation humbly requests an audience with you.”

Aceton knelt and bowed his head.

But unlike usual, there was no answer from the goddess.

The moment Aceton felt puzzled by this.

Kwaaaaang-! Whooooosh-!

“…!”

The massive door was destroyed and black flames began to rage.

“Calamity Flame!”

The moment Aceton’s eyes widened and he tried to summon dark magic.

Gooooooo-!

Terrifying cold began to rage and suppressed the black flames.

What appeared along with it was a beautiful woman with pale white skin and white hair.

“Ohhh! Nix…”

As Aceton knelt and bowed his head toward Nix, Erebos’s voice was heard.

-How foolish, Nix.

“The foolish one is you, Erebos.”

Nix shot back at Erebos with a cold voice.

“5000 years ago, I saw your memories and learned why you failed. In the end, it was because of your vulgar madness to burn everything that you couldn’t achieve your goal.”

Disgust appeared in the eyes of the Frozen Realm of Death.

“To think that burning the other five evil gods and becoming absolute evil resulted in only that. I’m surprised anew that there are still disappointing aspects to your existence.”

-You speak well for someone who was devoured by that vulgar madness.

Kwaaaaaa-!

The black flames unleashed tremendous heat.

But that heat was soon suppressed by Nix’s cold without affecting the surroundings.

“It’s useless. Now the initiative is completely mine. You’re nothing but a fragment of lingering thoughts. Now the world will meet death in perfect form.”

-Is that so?

Erebos laughed lowly.

-In any case, you’ll just be defeated by the surviving hero.

“No. I won’t fight the Hero of the Beginning.”

-Interesting. Do you mean to wag your tail at a mere mortal?

“That’s the kind of vulgar thinking you would have.”

Nix sneered.

“I learned from seeing your memories that his nobility should be eternally unchanging and rightfully praised.”

-So? How do you plan to win him over?

“I plan to promise him this entire world.”

-Kuhh.

Erebos burst into laughter.

-Euhehe. Hahahahahahaha! To think such thoughts even after seeing my fight with the Great Heroes! I don’t know who’s vulgar!

“What do you mean?”

-Do you truly not know what the Great Heroes fought me for!

“It was to protect the world from your grasp.”

-Kehehehe! When you view surface beings as livestock, you become unable to understand your opponent to this extent.

Erebos’s lingering thoughts laughed at Nix.

-Yes. Go ahead and do as you please. I’ll watch your end as a fragment of lingering thoughts.

Erebos’s lingering thoughts, thinking they could no longer seize control of the body, finally disappeared.

“Goddess… What was that just now…?”

“I saw the Hero Record.”

Nix opened her palm.

On it was a fragment of the burned Hero Record.

“The Hero of the Beginning, Kail. I was curious about how he was able to defeat Erebos.”

“Did you find out?”

“Yes. As expected, he was the possessor of a special power. I became curious after seeing his story. What was his battle with Erebos like? So I peered into the memories of Erebos carved into my body.”

Though it was Nix’s body, it had existed as part of Erebos for a long time.

Because of that, Erebos’s obsessive thoughts remained strongly in Nix’s body.

A situation where one wrong move could result in Erebos taking back the body.

But Nix succeeded in suppressing Erebos’s obsessive thoughts.

“Saint of Sorrow.”

“Yes, my goddess.”

“Hero of the Beginning, Kail, is a more great and noble being than anyone else.”

“If the goddess says so, he must truly be an amazing person.”

“Yes. He was a being who could become the master of an eternally immortal world.”

Aceton was surprised by Nix’s words.

Even he, who was the leader of Styx and Nix’s closest aide, had not earned the title of master of the world.

“To think such a noble being has already died… How can there be such a sorrowful thing?”

Aceton felt grief.

Indeed, the world was wrong.

To meet such a fleeting end of disappearing after death.

If he had received Nix’s grace, the result would have been different.

His meeting with death would have been after the world became complete.

At Aceton’s words, Nix smiled brightly.

“It’s alright. Fate… did not abandon the Hero of the Beginning.”

“Yes? What do you mean…?”

“Leo Flobe.”

Nix’s eyes shone.

“He is the reincarnation of Hero of the Beginning, Kail.”

***

‘What? This power is.’

The Saint of Blood, Phlegethon, looked at Risinass who was pressing down on him with power and made a shocked expression.

‘Is this the kind of power an earthly realm resident can possess?’

“This damn lizard!”

Whoooosh-!

Then the Saint of Fire, Pyuri, spewed out crimson flames.

“I’ll burn you up!”

Whoooosh-!

Pyuri’s flames struck Risinass.

Seeing that, Pyuri made a vicious smile.

But…

Whoooosh-

The flames that erupted like an explosion gathered too easily into Risinass’s hand.

Seeing that, Pyuri’s eyes widened.

“H-how…!”

“It’s certainly frustrating.”

Risinass let out a light sigh.

“My mana is far lacking compared to my prime.”

At those words, Leo, who was watching the situation, clicked his tongue.

In terms of skill and technique, Leo had far surpassed his prime.

But one thing, mana alone, he had not yet reached.

‘The vessel of the body is not yet complete.’

This was an unavoidable part even for Leo.

Only time was the answer.

Of course, even so, he had the power to subjugate legion commanders.

Risinass was ultimately a spirit contracted with Leo.

Risinass’s maximum mana output could not exceed Leo’s power.

‘Well, we were exceptionally strong in our prime.’

From Risinass’s perspective, the current situation being frustrating was unavoidable.

“How can a mere dragon become so strong!”

Pyuri spat out as if screaming.

“Wow, refreshing. I’ve never heard such talk even from the Tartaros demons.”

“You’re not the only one who’s never heard it? It’s refreshing for me too.”

When Risinass found it curious, Leo also said indifferently.

“The era we lived in was strange. It was an era where you perished if you weren’t strong.”

It was an era when even demons took the strength of earthly realm residents for granted.

That era continued and became the Age of Heroes.

“I don’t know how ancient the era you lived in was.”

Leo looked down at Phlegethon and Pyuri and sneered.

“Do you know how much blood people from 5000 years ago shed to create this current era? And you probably can’t even imagine how much effort people put in for 5000 years to protect and maintain that era.”

Leo pointed with his chin toward the distant place where hero candidates led by Runia were fighting.

“Looking at the level of those things you proudly presented as heroes, I can tell. Those are livestock, right?”

Livestock that was just big in size.

Protected and managed pets of demons that looked decent.

“There’s no way such things could beat our little ones.”

Leo sneered.

These were hero candidates who had been improving their skills day by day to prepare for the great trials to come.

Though they had not yet fully blossomed, they were not weak enough to lose to mere livestock.

Decisively.

“I can tell your level from not even properly investigating this side.”

They were of a different class from Tartaros.

He could tell that Phlegethon and Pyuri were legion commander-level monsters.

But from Leo and Risinass’s perspective, they were just idiots with only strength.

“Nothing is easier to deal with than fools drunk only on past glory. In the first place.”

Leo smiled coldly.

“You’re losers who even lost to Tartaros, aren’t you?”

Phlegethon and Pyuri’s faces were colored with shame.

“We beat that Tartaros, you know? You’re saying that losers like you are too good an enemy to face.”

“A slave race with such a big mouth…!”

Crack-!

Then Risinass tore off Pyuri’s arm.

“Kyaaaaaaah?!”

“Who are you calling a slave right now?”

Risinass threw Pyuri’s torn arm into his shadow with a cold voice.

Crack! Crunch! Crackle!

Pyuri’s arm that was sucked into Risinass’s shadow was torn apart beyond recognition.

“I think tearing you to death would be good.”

Risinass grabbed Pyuri’s hair and lifted her up, speaking fiercely.

Overwhelmed by that presence, Pyuri’s body trembled.

Seeing that sight, Leo muttered.

‘It’s over.’

Since Risinass was truly angry, she could be considered as good as dead.

Leo turned his gaze away from Risinass toward the hero candidates.

Suddenly, the past came to mind.

A faint smile formed as the images of Berkia and Bihar came to mind through Eiran and Chen Xia.

His memories drifted further into the past.

When was it?

When I was like that too?

He recalled his past self.

Leo, who had been reminiscing about those times, murmured.

“You’ve grown up well, my little ones.”

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