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Chapter 40 - # The Reincarnated Hero and the Dark Elf

The Pantheon Temple. Roars and screams now echoed through the place that was supposed to be a sanctuary.

"Wait up! Hey! I'm gonna kill you!!"

The blood-soaked Hero Ares chased the priests around like a madman. He cut down those fleeing from behind, bathing in their blood with a sneer. The temple was engulfed in blood and flames.

"Uwaaaaaaaaaah!!"

"H-help me... gyaah!!" The death cries of countless priests echoed through the Pantheon Temple.

Standing at the center of it all was the former Hero Ares, now just a tyrant.

"Like hell I'm gonna stop... this is a reckoning. The price you pay for pretending to be 'gods.'" Blood dripped from the greatsword in his hand. There was no light of reason in his eyes.

"For saints, you sure run fast... huh? You're still breathing. Let's do that again."

The swung sword mercilessly silenced the people of the temple. Blood splattered on the white marble pillars, and the place of prayer took on the appearance of hell.

When it was all over, silence returned to the temple. Ares walked through the collapsed rubble, his footsteps silent, slowly making his way to the underground prison.

He appeared before the imprisoned Dark Elf, Tiris, cloaked in the scent of blood.

"Finally get to meet ya, little miss rare character."

Tiris narrowed her eyes and shot back.

"...Not a hero, but a brute, I see."

Ares snorted and leaned his bloodstained sword against the wall.

"That's right. I'm not a hero anymore. 'Chosen by God,' they said? Don't make me laugh. But hey... while killing you here and now would be nice, I've thought of something more fun."

Tiris said nothing, simply staring into Ares's eyes. There was no fear in her gaze.

"It'll be after that Hobgoblin, Mamoru, is killed. When you're crying in despair, that's when. I'll end you with my blade. That's my revenge. I want to see your heart torn to shreds."

"...You're despicable."

"I know, right? But that's who I am now. Too bad for you, that legendary hero isn't here anymore."

Ares carelessly pulled a ring of keys from a guard's corpse and opened the cell door.

"That look in your eyes... it really gives me a thrill. Now, come here. Hell starts now."

"Gigii... giiii..." The heavy, rusted iron door opened with a scream, as if groaning from long years of disuse. It was as if the sealed entrance to hell itself was now opening its mouth.

And at that moment, with the death of Izabel Crawford, the Pantheon Temple completely collapsed.

The sanctuary fell into darkness, and order crumbled.

This world was no longer under the protection of any god.

And the game world known as 'Legend of Brave Regalia' also broke, just a little more, for certain.