This Holy Knight is So Despicable!-Chapter 699 - 606 Because It’s Hero
When the light subsided, the appearance of Old Pi changed.
He wore a set of simple armor and held a lavish and exaggerated long sword, exuding an indescribable aura.
Miracle Child, the destined one, the blessed, Savior!
Pinocchio stood there, and an inexplicable sense of security began to spread throughout the entire Fairy Tale Subspace.
The Hero has arrived! The sky brightens!
The Hero has arrived! The world is saved!
Any enemy, in the presence of the great Hero, shall turn to ashes!
This is the delusion exclusively belonging to fairy tales!
Perhaps, in the ordinary world, there isn't such an exaggerated power.
But here, now, in this kingdom of fairy tales!
He, Pinocchio, will win and win again, saving everything!
"What a joke!"
The Eye of Truth of the First Apostle was trembling in rage. As an absolute believer of truth, he could not allow the existence of beings outside the realm of reason like the Hero!
This is simply a desecration of truth! It is contempt and humiliation!
The First Apostle tossed his Golden Wand into the air, and in an instant, the Eye of Truth completed simulations of twenty-six world destructions.
Under the blessing of truth! Endless disasters stacked together, descending upon the world of fairy tales.
This strike by the First Apostle used nearly all his power, even with the blessing granted by the Gate of Truth, employing more than twenty apocalyptic catastrophes simultaneously was extremely strenuous.
But at this moment, he was already in a frenzy! Regardless of the cost, even if it meant damaging his Divine Soul and shaking his Divine Foundation, he would completely obliterate this so-called Hero and the Fairy Tale Subspace!
In the world of truth, such blemishes are not allowed to exist!
However, in the face of twenty-six world-destroying catastrophes, Pinocchio, having transformed into the Hero, showed no panic, with even a hint of disdain in his eyes!
He raised the Hero's Sword in his hand and fiercely slashed at the incoming disasters!
With a ripping sound, like torn cloth, the sky instantly cleared, and the world was saved!
"What! How is this possible!"
The Eye of Truth of the First Apostle widened several times, repeatedly confirming, though he saw everything, his brain resisted accepting this outcome.
Twenty-six catastrophes that could destroy worlds, just like that, were flattened by a single sword from the opponent?
Even facing such terrifying attacks himself, he could only flee with his tail between his legs, not daring to look back!
This not only desecrates truth but even shatters common sense.
"Impossible! What a joke! How can you do that?"
"Because I am the Hero!"
Pinocchio rested the long sword on his shoulder and wore a confident smile unique to a Hero.
The First Apostle felt his heart pounding, as if his entire body was about to explode.
Because he is the Hero, what kind of answer is that?
But surely! In this Fairy Tale Subspace, this answer perfectly answered his doubts.
Because he is the Hero, the world will certainly be saved!
It's a universal solution, a predetermined causality problem, a logical deadlock.
The power of this causality is so immense, even the First Apostle feels a shiver run down his spine, and even the Lord of Lies, Pinocchio himself felt a tingle on his scalp. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
As the bearer of the Power of the Hero, he deeply sensed the strength of this causal power.
"Is this the Ultimate Card nurtured by the boss in the Netherworld using the Demon King? Terrifying indeed."
Even though its corresponding power can only be displayed under certain conditions, it is still so strong that it feels like an illusion.
If that's the case, holding out until the boss arrives seems manageable.
Old Pi even conceived a bold idea—I can backstab him!
After dispelling another of the opponent's world-ending strikes, Pinocchio took out another card, depicting a shadow shrouded in black mist, wearing a crown, and sporting demonic horns.
Buzz!
In the instant he took out the card, the First Apostle already appeared in front of him.
Gathering dangerous energy in his hand, he swung it down at Pinocchio's head.
Fortunately, the Liar Demon's battle instincts were good and he instinctively twisted his body.
With a tearing sound, his left shoulder turned to ash, and the card in his hand flew out.
"Ugh!!!"
"Hahaha! As expected!"
The First Apostle grinned triumphantly upon seeing his attack work.
"Your bizarre ability can only protect the world. If my attack target isn't the world itself or enough to erase it, then your strange power won't work!
Indeed, the more absurd the ability, the more restrictions there are.
Just bypass these troublesome settings, and I can squash you like an ant!
The Liar Demon!
You can save the world, but can you save yourself?"
With a pop, the Liar Demon's body dissipated into bubbles, while his true form began to flee.
"You can't escape!"
The First Apostle was brimming with confidence, knowing that if he avoided the eerie causality, he and the Liar Demon would be back to square one.
With his nearly all-knowing and all-powerful abilities, he easily deduced the Liar Demon's location and pursued him with unimaginable speed.
Once again, the First Apostle suddenly appeared behind the Liar Demon, the Thunder Spear crafted from the Destruction Law gathering in his hand, sweeping towards the Liar Demon's head.
"Hero's Shield!"
The Liar Demon shouted in haste, and a solid Hero's Shield gathered on his arm, barely blocking the attack.
Yet, the aftershock of the attack left his body riddled with wounds, nearly collapsing.
He collapsed to the ground, having lost any ability to resist.
The First Apostle looked at the defeated enemy in front of him with a victorious smile.
"Indeed, truth is invincible. You..."
Just as he was about to declare victory, the Fairy Tale Subspace was suddenly torn open.
Lette, covered in blood, flashed into the battlefield!
The First Apostle was instantly petrified, trembling all over, teleporting away from Lette.
"Boss... you... finally came..."
"Old Pi, you've worked hard."
Lette crouched down, frowning: "Don't worry, leave the rest to me."
"Yes, boss..."
Pinocchio intended to lie back down, but suddenly widened his eyes and sat up.
"Boss! Quick! Quickly find that trump card! It can't fall into the enemy's hands!"
Unfortunately, he spoke a moment too late.
The nearly all-knowing First Apostle instantly deduced the location where the card had fallen and instantly teleported there, gripping the card in his hand.
Yet another card that truth could not deduce.
But it didn't matter; he could feel the terrifying power within it, comparable to the card the Liar Demon just used!
Despite his dislike, the First Apostle's heart steeled as he faced enemies nearly impossible to defeat.
"It's all for the sake of truth!"
Saying so, he affixed the card to his body!
In an instant, black smoke enveloped him, and that world-shattering power surged into his body.
Powerful! Unbeatable! Despair-inducing!
The First Apostle only thought, fortunately, he stopped the Liar Demon from using this card in time!
Otherwise, things might have been worse!
But now, this dream-like power belonged to him!
The First Apostle even felt that he could win!
Yet, for some reason, the expressions of the Liar Demon and Lette seemed strange.
