I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

"So that's the case, then it's alright, Xiaoxi peels him again!"

Zeus waved the flag vigorously.

Of course, Sidica and Sairaorg couldn't hear it in the arena.

"Your legend is false. Only Hercules defeated me, and there is no Hidicah. The pure white hero and hope that the world needs does not exist."

A boy's voice came from Sairaorg's armor.

"Indeed, as one of the starting points of the story of pure white heroes, you have the qualification to deny the legend," Siddija nodded.

This is probably why there are a lot of old stubborn in the devil.

Because there is a real lion here who should have dealt with Sidica. With its denial, those old stubborn people will not care about Sedica now.

"Tsk," Hades was a little dissatisfied, his eyes became extremely gloomy.

Damn, no, the lion that has already died once is too unethical. It thinks how long it took him, Hades, the dignified king of the underworld, to imprint the pure white hope of the hero named Hidicah on this world.

A mere passer-by lion was just a fluke and became a god-killer, and he dared to speak to Sidica in such a arrogant manner.

The most important thing is to dare to deny Hidicah!

Sure enough, all those in the know should be dealt with!

At this moment, Zeus also had the same expression, and even showed a sinister expression that he wanted to silence afterwards.

Poseidon is a lot calmer, at most the level of amnesia after the event.

"What the world needs is not pure white heroes, nor pure white hope. What the world needs is only hope and heroes," Sidica said with a chuckle, "If they can support despairing people, then everyone can Anyone can be a hero, anyone can be a hope, and I just give a color to the hero and hope.”

"Well said!" Sairaorg roared, "So I will defeat you, become a hero who saves the weak due to family background, and create a world where status and power are determined by ability."

Why does such a world have to defeat me as a human being.

Although Sidica wanted to say so, she chuckled lightly when she saw Sairaorg's eyes that were about to burn.

What, that kind of expression that makes people unable to get angry again.

For a man who has made up his mind and abandoned all his ways, there is only one answer he needs!

Sidica smiled and stretched out her fist towards Sairaorg.

The blood-colored lines representing his fighting intent spread over his left face.

"Go be a hero and hope!"

Chapter 36 will beat you to death

He was born a failure, and with zero magic power, he was considered a disgrace to the family, so much so that his mother was implicated.

[Maybe he will always be like this]

He had given up.

But his mother told him a human story.

Ordinary human beings reap the love of God with their own efforts and sincerity, and become heroes and hope. What people pursue is not his strength but his soul. Even in the end, he challenges the evil that will subvert the world for the world.

It is because of believing in heroes and hope that people will not give up.

[Sairaorg, even human beings who have nothing can become the hope and hero of the world, why do you give up with a stronger body than humans?Do you hate such a cruel world?If so, go be a hero and hope!To change this world! 】

He swore it the day his mother fell ill.

He wants to change the world!

As his mother said, he is already at the front of the starting line, and he will never be complacent because of this, because the human standing at the back has already surpassed all races!

Even if the lion of Nemea denied the existence of Hidicah, he never wavered.

Because what he is looking for is not the figure of a certain person, but the avenue of light ahead that no one has yet reached, and then to become a hope and a hero!

"I want to be the pillar of the weak!"

Sairaorg roared and threw his fist at Sidica.

All he had was this, and all he could wield was this, so he entrusted everything he had to everything he had.

The armor on his body was smashed, his bones were broken, his internal organs were injured, and his consciousness began to be stripped away a little bit, but even so, he would never retreat, because behind him was the world he wanted to create!

"Sairaorg, amazing man."

Siddija nodded.

A punch slammed into Sairaorg's face, enough to knock Hyoudou Issei's kneeling punch just to make Sairaorg lean back, and then immediately punched his fist in the next second. smashed back.

Incredibly simple and powerful.

Strong enough, fast enough, strong enough.

It's hard to imagine such an existence in a place full of fancy magic. If it were other demons, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to defeat him at all, especially since he has an extremely tenacious will.

It is a pity that his opponent Hidicah.

Stronger, faster, stronger, and with an unwavering will.

Sairaog was completely defeated, and the terrifying will to throw a fist even if he lost consciousness did not even cause any harm to Sidica, but he won the praise of Sidica.