I don't want to be a heroic spirit

“…Is that the only thing we can do?”

"There's no other way."

You are right, there is no other way.

Most decisions in this world are made out of helplessness.

"Go and ask the God Slayer, the sooner the better..."

"Let God Slayer defeat the Red Dragon. Although the leyline will suffer some damage, at least it can still be saved. But if [Steel] kills the Red Dragon first, then everything will be completely ruined!"

After making the decision, they immediately sent someone to notify the God Slayer.

However, just as the message was sent out, the members of the Council of Sages received new information.

When they learned this information, they felt dizzy and their hands and feet were cold.

"A member of a certain magic society, while gathering information about the God of Disobedience, was possessed by the spirit of the God of Disobedience at the entrance of a church."

"Based on the relics within the church, the true name of the possessed deity is preliminarily determined to be the Christian dragon-slayer Saint George."

The second god of disobedience.

Moreover, he is also a heroic god of steel who is known for his bravery and fighting prowess, and is an enemy of dragons and snakes.

Even a Godslayer who has slain gods cannot face a divine beast and two Hero Gods of Steel at the same time.

The old man holding the intelligence fell on the chair, his eyes dull.

"Is it really God's will to destroy Britain?"

…………

In the evening, the setting sun gradually sank into the mountains.

As the sun sets, the clouds in the sky gradually turn crimson, and all kinds of brilliant lights surge among the clouds, like a dream.

Gradually, the thin clouds covered with twilight began to gather together and gradually divided into diamond-shaped sheets of clouds, which were closely arranged like the ferocious scales on a giant dragon.

The cumulus clouds transformed into membrane wings, followed by dragon horns, legs, and a dragon head...

Until the sun completely sank, the large cloud still appeared a fiery crimson color.

"Roar--!!"

The distant and low sound came from deep in the clouds, just like the whistle of a cruise ship sailing on the sea, making people stop and listen, feeling the mystery and grandeur from ancient times.

That's a dragon.

In this mysterious and sparse land, the pure dragon species should have completely disappeared.

In the Type-Moon worldview, dragons, as the pinnacle of mythical beasts, can no longer be considered living beings, but are more like some kind of natural phenomenon, similar to floods and earthquakes.

Even just breathing will emit a huge amount of scorching magic power.

Even just flapping its wings can create a typhoon that can destroy tall buildings.

It can be said to be a real movable natural disaster.

However, it is this terrifying existence... that is now fleeing in a panic.

In the east, a silver light suddenly rose.

It is neither the sun nor the moon, but its brilliance is no less than that of the sun and the moon.

Its light is the light of silver, its edge is the edge of steel.

A resounding voice came from the horizon, carrying with it an arrogant and self-centered tone.

"Dragon and snake! My enemy! Do me the honor! Your head will become a trophy stuck on my sword!"

The silver light, faster than a meteor and more ferocious than lightning, crossed the distance in an instant.

It almost split the huge red dragon in half.

Chapter 361: Silver Arm Nuada and Dragon Slayer Saint George

The dragon's tough scales and strong body were of no use. In front of the dazzling silver light, it was as fragile as tofu under a hot knife.

Blood as hot as magma sprayed in the air, and the red dragon howled as its huge body fell weakly to the ground.

Fortunately, this place is sparsely populated, otherwise the red dragon's nearly one-kilometer-long body alone would cause huge harm to human society.

In the east, a figure slowly emerged from the silver-white sun.

He was tall, with a rugged face, short black hair almost as long as his beard, and animal skins and armor draped casually around his body.

The most striking thing is that his right arm is not made of flesh and blood but is silver-white all over, as if it were made of metal.

The extremely rich divinity, coupled with the silver arm, makes its identity self-evident.

In Celtic mythology, Nuada, the king of the Tuatha de Danann.

Just by standing there, he could make the surrounding space wail in an unbearable manner.

"Hahaha! Evil dragon! Flee in panic! Be afraid of my invincible silver light!"

The wild laughter echoed throughout the world, mocking the red dragon.

That's right, Nuada was simply playing with the red dragon.

Even a red dragon born from the veins of Britain was not worth Nuada's serious attention.

If he doesn't even have this level of arrogance, how can he be worthy of being the God King?

The undisguised disdain in his words made the red dragon angry, and the wounds on his body further stimulated his bloodiness. With red eyes, he decided to counterattack, raised his head and emitted a hot dragon breath towards Nuada.

Feeling the burning heat on his face, Nuada became even more excited.

"Good! That's how it should be! If you can't even offer this level of resistance, how can you prove my bravery?"

"Please me to your heart's content! Burn your last drop of blood and be crushed by me completely!"

Laughing wildly, Nuada grasped the long sword and slashed at the approaching dragon breath.

The light is racing.

The dragon's breath, powerful enough to burn the earth and evaporate the sea, was easily torn apart by the silver light.

The red dragon, which had little rationality, could not understand this scene, and the dazzling silver light that was rushing towards it had already cut into its body.

After passing through the body of the red dragon, the silver light continued to slash at the land and ocean behind it, leaving a bottomless scar that extended to the end of the field of vision.

There was a sharp aura remaining on the cut, making it impossible for the surrounding sea water to fill it.

"Roar--!"

The red dragon let out a dying wail, and finally could no longer support its huge body, falling weakly to the ground.

The silver-white sword was across the red dragon's neck. Nuada only needed to swing it down lightly to kill the red dragon completely.

Then, the land of Britain will "die" and become a forbidden zone for life with an environment much worse than the desert.

As the native belief of this land, Nuada is certainly aware of this matter, but he does not care about the life and death of this land at all.

Because he came into this world as a disobedient god, dominated by madness, he became unrestrained and only knew how to satisfy his desire to fight, and everything else was abandoned by him.

This is the God of Disobedience, the calamity that walks upon the earth.

The shocking sword marks left on the earth also prove this point.

Just as Nuada was about to swing the sword in his hand and cut off the red dragon's head as his new trophy, an extremely powerful breath suddenly broke into his perception range.

Under the starry night sky, a golden-red meteor broke through the sky, targeting Nuada.

"boom--!"

The collision between the two triggered a powerful energy shock, causing even greater trauma to the already devastated land.

Standing proudly between heaven and earth, Nuada's eyes were wide open and his beard stood up with anger.

"Who are you, villain? How dare you snatch my prey! You challenge the authority of the God King. I will make you pay the price!"

When Nuada roared, the heaven and earth shook.

This is the power and wrath of the gods. Neither the sky nor the earth can bear their wrath and can only tremble in humility.

However, the figure standing opposite Nuada ignored his majesty.

"Oh, your prey?"

The short golden hair swayed slightly in the strong wind. The visitor was wearing gorgeous yet majestic orange-red armor, and a huge cross pattern in the middle of his chest showed his faith.

"Slaying dragons and snakes is my mission, a duty bestowed upon me by the Lord. I am the protector of the sky, the earth, and the ocean. I am a hero who has defeated the dragon and yet I am also a dragon. I am the embodiment of justice and the defender of Christ!"

Divine light shone in his golden-red eyes, and the Red Knight revealed an arrogant and unruly smile.

"I am Britain!"

The Red Knight is Saint George possessed by humanity.

St. George's words made the smile on Nuada's face even more ferocious.

"How dare you call yourself Britain in front of me, in front of the God King? What an arrogant tone!"

"I am the God of this land! The King of this land! When this land is in crisis, I am the guardian who answers its call!"

"I am the rightful king of Britain! Ruler of the land and sea!"

St. George easily recognized Nuada's identity by the recognizable silver hand.

"Your Majesty, it's not good to dwell too much on the past. While Your Majesty once reigned supreme over this land, they now place their trust in me. This is the reality."

"Humph!"

Nuada snorted coldly and glared at St. George. His powerful divine power caused the ocean beneath his feet to surge.

"That hypocritical smile is so disgusting. Let Yu Yong decorate it with blood!"

As he spoke, Nuada dropped the sword in his hand and raised his silver right arm.

This arm is his strongest weapon. It is a silver arm given to him by the God of Medicine after he lost his right arm in the battle to conquer Ireland. It has the terrible power to cut off everything in the world.

"Is this the Silver Hand (Agateram)? This is the first time I've seen such a sharp aura."

St. George smiled slightly and raised a two-handed sword.

When talking about Saint George, one will inevitably think of the legend of him slaying the dragon and the holy sword Ascalon that once slayed the dragon.

Although in many versions, St. George wields a lance instead of a sword.

"Although my duty is to slay dragons, I can easily kill a savage God King from a fallen Protoss!"

"Then let me see if you have the strength to match your arrogant tone!"

In an instant, the red light and the silver light, two energies of different natures but both extremely powerful, collided with each other, instantly distorting the sky, causing the light and shadow to flip in the energy vortex, and everything fell into chaos.

Both of them forgot about the dying red dragon, and the only thought left in their mind was to completely kill the arrogant and rude madman in front of them.

The energy was surging, and the overflowing aftermath collapsed the earth and set off a wave.

Not only was there Nuada's silver light, but the aftermath was also mixed with St. George's dragon-slaying power.

Thus, the red dragon, which was already dying, died completely under the impact of the aftermath without any surprise.

At the moment when the red dragon died, an extremely powerful and terrifying force instantly swept to every corner of this world.

Chapter 362 The Last King (Fake)

At that moment, all the extraordinary beings in this world, whether they were gods, godslayers, or god ancestors, felt the unusual movement.

The sea rolled up into angry waves.

The earth was shaking.

The volcano is about to erupt.

A thunderstorm obscured the sky.

This world, this planet... is terrified.

Some steel hero gods and beings related to dragons and snakes have more sensitive senses, and they clearly grasp the direction of the power that fears the world.

Some of them know more about this.