I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

This is probably what it means to make a great effort at the beginning, then it will decline, and then it will be exhausted.

When humans know that they cannot avoid death, they will burst out with unimaginable fighting power. However, if they are given some breathing time, or given hope that others will save them, then this fighting power will plummet and there will no longer be the heroism of the initial fight to the death.

Because the metal at the joints of the armor was curled up by the skin bitten by the silver wolf, the unnatural appearance had restricted his movements. Kemir simply took off the armor and held the long sword with the bent blade in both hands again.

It's understandable that the soldiers are so weak. If I were younger, or if I weren't the city lord, I'd probably be the same. A sense of responsibility is such a troublesome thing.

In a tense moment, he would think about insignificant things. Kermir found his own behavior a little amusing. His right hand slowly moved to the pendant around his neck. This was something that could only be used at the very last moment. Shouldn't now be the time to put it to good use?

Judging from the reaction of the slave girl, Miss Ella is not dead yet. If she were dead, the ownership of the slaves should have changed. Now it seems that there is nothing unusual. I hope Miss Ella is okay.

After praying for Ella in his heart, Kmir shifted his gaze to the other side of the fire wall.

At this time, the wall of fire had gradually dissipated, and the howling of the silver wolf on the opposite side also gradually disappeared.

"So they were all killed, right?"

The expectant look from the soldiers beside him hurt Kmir so much. His years of soldiering instincts told him that this was the prelude to the next battle.

"Prepare—to fight."

Unable to respond to the soldiers' expectations, Kmir pointed his sword at the other side of the flames and waited quietly for the flames to disappear.

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* "Is this okay?"

An old man with gray hair and many wrinkles on his face asked in an old voice, holding a magic wand.

The griffin standing opposite turned its bird-like eyes and looked him up and down.

"No problem, it fits perfectly with the image of the only god humans believe in, God-sama."

This old man was none other than Ella, the "One God" disguised as the one she had been pounced into by the silver wolf. According to Lotte, on this continent, the deity worshipped by the vast majority of intelligent creatures was the "One God." Because of the existence of the One God, the continent had transitioned from the war-torn Age of Demons to the peaceful Genesis. Therefore, the One God became a shared belief, revered as the "One God."

——I always feel that this one and only god is the Loli God in disguise...When Ella recalled Lotte's description, she couldn't help but imagine the Loli God's pretending to be mature tone. Since even she can use magic to temporarily change her voice, then it must be even easier for the Loli God, right?

But this look is really quite bad taste, wouldn't it be better to be a little cuter? Looking at her appearance, Ella missed her old appearance a little.

The griffin observed that Ella's head tilted slightly, as if she wanted to say something but was considering whether she should say it.

"What do you want to say? If there's anything wrong, please tell me. The most important thing now is to complete the plan."

The gray hair swayed with the swaying of her body, and Ella quickly held the wig with her hands.

The griffin pondered for a moment before speaking hesitantly.

"That's right... according to the tradition, the One and Only God is supposed to address others with 'I' and 'you', and the tone is more commanding... Isn't that right, God-sama..."

She really is the Loli God, right?!

After hearing what Griffin said, Ella was almost certain that the only god was the Loli God.

Thinking of the appearance of the Loli God, he couldn't help but feel indignant again about the fact that the Loli God changed her gender. Then he pretended to accept the suggestion and cleared his throat.

"Mmm--do you think this is more appropriate?"

"That's probably... probably... maybe... that's probably it. I can't be completely sure. My memory of this matter is a little vague. And in my opinion, there is no need for you, God, to pretend to be another god. You are already a god in your own right."

"I, ahem, I have my own plans."

Trying to get used to the tone of someone pretending to be old, I put my hands behind my back and turned around, feeling as if a distant goal was right in front of me.

"I was foolish, please forgive me, Lord God."

Such loyalty is really troublesome... Ella waved her hand, signaling the griffin not to care.

"How's the plan going now?"

"Everything is normal, as you ordered. No humans were injured. Only a few puppet silver wolves were hit in vital parts by magic, losing their ability to move."

Ella nodded subconsciously.

Hmm? — This look and this nodding gesture are particularly suitable, don't they?

After imagining the scene in her mind, Ella thought the posture was perfect. It was not until she noticed the silence around her that she remembered that she should proceed to the next step of the plan.

"Okay, let's carry out the next step of the plan."

"Yes."

After receiving Ella's order, the griffin raised its bird's head, screamed excitedly, and walked out of the bushes confidently with the posture of a standard soldier.

"Now, I should practice my Loli God form. What kind of magic should I use... Is that low-level healing spell I used the first time enough? Since this is a rare opportunity, I should try other magic—or maybe forget it... If I unleash something that the entire continent can see, it would be a waste of time..."

Ella sat on the boulder beside her in some distress, rehearsing in her mind what she should do next.

Chapter 40 Actors on the Stage

*创世纪6185年8月17日上午10：21分 巴里斯海岸森林

The wall of fire created by the "Red Lotus Wings" gradually disappeared, revealing several silver wolves with their hair burnt and curled up.

“How could it be—”

The soldier, who had been looking expectant, now had his eyes wide open, completely unable to accept the fact before him.

"There's still someone alive..."

"impossible……"

"Look, two of them are dead, right? Let's do that magic again, shall we?"

The hands holding the weapons began to tremble, and unspeakable fear enveloped the soldiers.

——There is no hope if this continues.

——Even if the soldiers were asked to take up arms, they no longer had the will to fight.

——In that case, I have no choice but to go first, or at least be the first one to rush over.

Kemir pulled off the pendant from his neck and squeezed it open, revealing two round beads emitting a blood-red glow.

Confirming the effects of these two beads in my mind——

"Magic Surge"—a special consumable item that removes the limitations of the human body. By suppressing the transmission of pain, it awakens the body's physical strength to the point of self-destruction, sharpening sensory organs such as the eyes and ears and accelerating the body's reaction speed. This item is designed to push the body to its limits, forcing the person to step into the subconscious state of "If I continue, it will be disastrous" within a limited time.

What happened the last time I used this? Seven days of coma, five broken bones and countless ruptured muscles, right? My vision and hearing were also impaired to the point where I couldn't use them properly.

Even if I defeat the silver wolf in front of me with this, I won't be able to escape the forest, right? However, I can't worry about that now.

He put two blood beads into his mouth, pressed them under the root of his tongue, and was ready to swallow them into his body at any time.

"Ahhhh!"

Without checking the soldier's reaction, and no longer caring about the way he held the sword, he just rushed forward dragging the sword along with his body's instinct.

Is this the desire to survive? Maybe.

Is this the soul of a soldier? Maybe.

Is this a challenge from humans to beasts? Perhaps.

The originally windless forest became violent at this moment, swept by the residual heat left by the previous fire.

“Keng—”

The long sword collided with the wolf claws, making a sound of metal clashing.

He dodged the attack of another silver wolf by turning sideways, and at the same time threw the dagger he was carrying. Regardless of whether it hit the target or not, he simply fell to the ground with his unbalanced body and rolled over. Sure enough, countless wind blades that cut through the soil flew over the place where he had been standing before.

Thrust, dodge, and chop.

"City Lord——"

As if they felt the extinguished fire in their hearts being rekindled, the soldiers gripped their weapons tightly, cheered themselves up, and redistributed their troops into battle formation.

"○◇▲——『Low-level Strength Enhancement』."

Jayne also began to cast strengthening magic on the soldiers, even though their trembling bodies showed that they could collapse at any time.

“It’s not over yet!”

The roar from the bottom of his heart temporarily repelled the fear, and all the soldiers rushed towards Kmir who was besieged by the wolves.

When a silver wolf pounced on a person, the person next to them would use a spear to push them away. The wolf, ready to bite, would open its mouth wide, and an arrow would pierce its throat with a mournful cry. Curled-edged weapons couldn't damage the silver wolf's fur, so they simply engaged in a direct, outnumbered melee.

"Hey, hey, why can't you hit me?"

"It must be President Jain's magic."

"Hahaha, let's fight to the end! Drink!!"

With the magic consumed by Jayne before, the Silver Wolf's condition seemed to become very bad. Many of the wolf fangs or wolf claws that were about to attack would deviate from their trajectory at the last moment and could not hit the soldiers. The battle situation gradually developed towards a balance.

But no one seemed to notice that no one was hurt in this tragic battlefield, and even the dead silver wolf did not shed a drop of blood.

"Bang."

"Ouch——"

Along with the sound of flesh contact, the last silver wolf fell to the ground with a mournful howl and gradually closed its eyes.

"Hoo, hoo—is this, the end?"

Kmir's chest heaved violently, and he gasped for breath. His body, unable to support the force of gravity, collapsed to the ground like a taut string suddenly released. Simultaneously, the surrounding soldiers also collapsed in exhaustion. Including Lotte, who was kneeling on the ground, no one was left standing.

The sound of branches rustling in the wind mixed with the sound of human breathing.

He lay on the ground for five minutes before Kmir managed to stand up with the support of his weapon.

I had been immersed in the battle before and had no time to command the soldiers. Now that the battle is over, the best option is to quickly clean up the battlefield and escape from the forest. Something strange must have happened in this forest.

He raised his head, looked around, and shook his dry throat.

"clean--"

“Tsk tsk.”

The originally calm forest became tense because of the sudden smacking sound.

A monster with a bird's head and a lion's body appeared in the shadows of the forest. The monster walked out of the bushes while shaking the wings on its back and making a sound of admiration.

"Very good. Although these are just puppets, considering your human strength, being able to achieve this level is already commendable enough."

The magical beast with a lion's body and a bird's head praised Kmir from a distance in the magnetic tone of an adult male.

Kemir's relaxed spirit tensed up instantly. He wanted to stand up again, but he fell down because his physical strength reached its limit, barely supporting his upper body with the sword stuck on the ground.

This magical beast, was it supposed to be a griffin? How could a beast like this, which only roams deep in the forest, have made it to the middle layer? And it could even speak human language... A magical beast of this level must be a product of the mythical demon age. How could it...

Trying hard to suppress the waves in his heart, Kmir tried his best to maintain a calm expression.

“Your Excellency is—?”

"I am the lord of this forest. The silver wolves you just killed were merely lifeless puppets created by my men. Even so, being able to defeat these puppets under my control is quite impressive. Although, I am very dissatisfied."

The griffin walked slowly towards Kmir. Although there was no sound, every time the griffin took a step forward, Kmir felt as if his heart was stepped on hard.

——I can’t beat him, I absolutely cannot defeat him, even if the palace investigation team comes. This is a warrior’s intuition.

"I'm truly sorry to bother you. We simply wish to escape this forest. Could you please show some mercy and let us go? I will certainly find a way to help you achieve whatever you desire."

If you can't defeat them head-on, you can only persuade them with words.

"Um--"

The griffin slowed down, folded its wings, and made thoughtful sounds, as if considering what Kmir had prayed for.

Is there any hope? I hope this griffin isn't a brutal monster.

The distance between the griffin and Kmir gradually narrowed. The griffin seemed to be still lost in thought, not caring at all about Kmir who might attack at any time.

Kmir forced himself to use his reason to stop retreating and kept his gaze on the griffin.

"Okay, I've figured it out."

The griffin raised its head, its thoughts seeming to have yielded results.

Hope was right in front of him, and Kmir showed a hint of joy on his face.

"May I ask what you would like to have?"

"Did you misunderstand something? I didn't say I would let you go."