Not All Heroes From Earth Are Bad-Chapter 254

There is a word called ‘sixth sense.’

A sense beyond the five senses.

It’s the power to penetrate the essence of something intuitively, rather than analytically grasping and judging something.

It’s often associated with precognition.

‘I can’t explain it, but I feel like we should do this now!’

‘This time it’s definitely it! I got a feeling!’

Most people think this sixth sense is groundless nonsense.

It’s natural to dismiss it as nonsense, similar to just ‘having a feeling.’

Actually, there are countless cases of people ruining everything by handling things based on ‘feelings.’

The higher position someone holds.

The more important the matter is.

They make rational judgments through objective perspectives and logical analysis.

“Hmm, something feels wrong…”

However, Pope Orban IV, the emperor of the Holy Empire of Gatren, is a bit different.

He believed in this sixth sense more than anyone.

After spending long times on battlefields.

Crossing between life and death countless times.

As various experiences accumulated, there were times when this sixth sense truly manifested.

He had experienced overcoming several crises through his sixth sense, which was like precognition.

“Something is going wrong.”

Today, the Pope came to this place purely because of a feeling.

The treasure vault that exists beneath the imperial palace.

In this place where no one except the Pope was allowed to enter, he urgently searched for something.

“Hurry…!”

After disabling the incredibly complex locking mechanism, what he took out was a stone containing magical power.

It was commonly called a magic stone.

Usually, it’s used to replenish magical power needed for using magic or to create magical tools.

Woong…!

However, the magic stone the Pope is holding is different.

It vibrated as if it had consciousness and recognized the Pope.

The magical power contained in the brightly shining magic stone was indescribably powerful.

Even combining dozens of highest-grade magic stones wouldn’t contain this much magical power.

After visually confirming the magic stone, the Pope finally let out a sigh of relief.

“Whew, it’s safe as expected.”

Actually, he knew rationally.

There’s no way this magic stone could go wrong.

No one can enter this place, and even if a legendary-level strong person came to destroy it, the defenses could hold for a day.

If there had been an intruder, he would have noticed long ago.

‘I guess my intuition was wrong this time.’

Strangely, he had rushed here thinking he needed to check this magic stone, but indeed there was nothing wrong.

“Your Holiness!”

That’s when an urgent voice was heard from outside.

The Pope’s eyes narrowed sharply.

‘Kuan O’Brien…’

Hound Unit Commander Kuan O’Brien.

For some reason, he had come to this treasure vault.

“What’s the matter? I believe I told you not to approach this place.”

“I apologize! But the matter is extremely urgent… I needed to report to you immediately.”

“Wait. I’ll be out soon.”

Kuan O’Brien is a clever person.

He wouldn’t recklessly disobey his orders.

He must have come for something important.

“Hmm…”

The Pope looked at the magic stone.

For some unknown reason, he had a strong feeling that he needed to take this with him.

After contemplating briefly, he tucked the magic stone into his clothes.

Although it was a huge stone over 50cm in diameter, it disappeared instantly as if it had never existed.

“I apologize!”

Upon exiting, he could see the top of Kuan O’Brien’s head.

He was bowing at a 90-degree angle.

“What exactly is the matter? For you to come looking for me so urgently.”

“The attack on the capital was a diversion by those Drason bastards!”

“Drason’s diversion?”

“The Grand Temple! The Grand Temple is under attack!”

The content of the report was beyond shocking, enough to make one’s mind go blank.

The Drason Empire is attacking the Grand Temple.

The purpose was crystal clear.

Those who figured out how ‘The Empire’s Sacrifice’ works have moved to destroy its foundation.

‘Was this their plan from the start…’

They had been completely fooled.

The reason why Choi Hyun-seok desperately entered Gratiam and caused havoc.

He thought it was simply to assassinate him, but that wasn’t it.

They were just trying to distract him and not give him any openings.

“Why are you reporting such an important matter only now!?”

“I apologize… I tried to find Your Holiness who was away, but with my abilities, I couldn’t locate you immediately.”

“Even so, you should have acted first!? Even if it was just you, you should have moved!”

“I’ve already done everything I could with my authority. Anything beyond that requires the commanders to move, but they wouldn’t listen to me at all…”

That’s natural.

The military commanders only move on the Pope’s orders.

Moreover, currently, all military attention is focused on Gratiam.

Because the Pope’s last order was to protect and support Gratiam.

In this situation, for the military to move separately on the Hound Unit Commander’s orders?

According to principles, severe punishment should be given.

If the commanders had known about the Empire’s Sacrifice, the situation would have been different, but that wasn’t the case.

In the end, it was inevitable that the commanders didn’t move.

If one were to assign blame, it would fall on the Pope himself who created this situation.

The Pope urgently asked back.

“So, how is the battle situation?”

“A total of 8 Grand Temples were attacked, and currently 2 Grand Temples have been destroyed.”

The Pope’s fist clenched tight.

If just three more Grand Temples fall at this rate, it would cause critical disruption to the Empire’s Sacrifice.

It was a dangerous card that shouldn’t have been used in the first place, but there’s a world of difference between having that card in hand and not having it at all.

‘It’s not too late yet. If we defend the Grand Temples from now on, we can still salvage the situation.’

The Pope moved immediately.

From now on, quick and definitive support is the priority.

They need to send legends, heroes, and elite knight orders to stop the enemy.

“What happened to Choi Hyun-seok and Park Hyun-a? Have they been dealt with?”

Currently, most of the elites are deployed to surround Choi Hyun-seok and Park Hyun-a.

Quite some time has passed, so the battle should be over by now.

“They’re still in battle, according to reports.”

“Such incompetence…!”

Blood vessels suddenly appeared in the Pope’s eyes.

A long time had passed since the battle began, yet they couldn’t handle just two people.

This was the height of incompetence.

His blood pressure rose, but he calmed his mind and body to judge coldly.

‘We can’t defend both places at once. If the elites leave now, we’ll lose Choi Hyun-seok and Park Hyun-a. But if we leave them be, the Grand Temples will be destroyed.’

The Pope had to choose.

Whether to protect the Grand Temples.

Or to kill Park Hyun-a and Choi Hyun-seok.

The deliberation was brief.

‘We can’t lose either.’

Gatren is facing an unprecedented crisis.

If either one fails, the plan he’s carefully crafted for over a hundred years will all be for nothing.

So he’ll accomplish both.

The Pope handed his seal to Kuan O’Brien.

“From now on, I delegate all military authority to you. Send support by any means necessary! You may behead anyone who opposes you, ignoring procedures. Focus only on protecting the Grand Temples. Understood?”

“Yes!”

“Move immediately!”

Kuan O’Brien left right away.

Despite his appearance, he was a powerful figure at the entry level of legend.

If he moves quickly, he can send armies to various Grand Temples within minutes.

But that’s not enough.

To block them decisively, they need to send the elites from the capital, Gratiam.

“So… So this is why this was needed…”

The Pope took out the magic stone from his chest again.

This magic stone actually has a different purpose from ordinary magic stones.

While regular magic stones are for ‘storage,’ this magic stone’s main role is ‘sealing.’

The Pope’s power.

More precisely, it was sealing the power he had gathered when he was a hero.

“There’s no turning back now.”

Crack-!

As cracks appeared in the magic stone, explosive magical power began to pour out.

***

“Huff… Huff…!”

Rough breathing could be heard from all directions.

Though she had become accustomed to the smell of blood and sweat mixed on the battlefield hundreds of years ago.

For some reason, her body stiffened with fear.

“These monsters…”

Kinley Fusel muttered unconsciously.

At the end of her gaze stood a man and a woman.

Choi Hyun-seok and Park Hyun-a.

Those two fought without retreating against over a hundred thousand elites.

Although they started with a thousand mages, they died without making much of an impact.

Effectively, only Choi Hyun-seok and Park Hyun-a were fighting.

‘How much damage have they done to us…?’

How much were the allied casualties?

It must be at least tens of thousands.

Among them was her longtime companion Asmund.

In this battle, the Holy Empire of Gatren’s actual fighting force must have decreased by over 10%.

“Kinley. Get a hold of yourself.”

The voice of her companion Gelling Mustan was heard.

“It won’t be much longer. They’re exhausted.”

“Didn’t you say the exact same thing twenty minutes ago?”

Gelling closed his mouth.

As Kinley said, he had said the same thing about them being exhausted a while ago.

Actually, others thought the same.

Including Kinley.

Everyone on the battlefield thought the same.

They’re exhausted.

They must be out of magical power and stamina, so they can’t hold out any longer.

But that wasn’t the case.

“Whoever wants to die, come forward.”

They were still full of spirit.

They should have been exhausted.

They should barely be able to stand from lack of magical power and stamina.

But somehow their momentum was growing sharper.

“We can’t win… We’ll all die at this rate…”

“That’s not human… We need to run…”

Trembling voices could be heard from all around.

Even Kinley, a legend, was frozen in fear.

No matter how elite they were, it was natural for ordinary humans to be gripped by fear.

“Kinley. We need to move. They’re trying to buy time to recover their magical power.”

“I know…”

Kinley gripped her hammer tightly.

Only she and her companion Gelling, both legends, could break through this situation.

“Move on three.”

Just as Kinley and Gelling, who had steeled themselves, were about to move.

An enormous magical power erupted from behind.

Kwaaaaaaa-!

Magical power was surging from the center of the capital, Gratiam.

“Wh-what!?”

“What’s happening!?”

Everyone was bewildered.

A massive pillar of magical power.

The magical power contained within far transcended the legendary level.

‘Is it ally or enemy?’

Kinley, who was about to charge forward, had no choice but to stop.

They needed to know the identity of that magical power.

If it was an enemy, they couldn’t move recklessly but needed to form a new strategy.

‘Besides Park Hyun-a, there was another being with such magical power?… No, perhaps it’s Drason Empire’s Magic Corps?.’

It’s nearly impossible for one person to possess such magical power.

Although there was Park Hyun-a, she was an exception among exceptions.

Generally, such magical power would commonly be thought to be from large-scale linked magic.

And in the continent, the only group capable of using such linked magic besides Gatren’s hero unit was the Drason Empire’s Magic Corps.

That’s when a voice both familiar and strange was heard.

“What are you doing?”

Kinley was startled by the voice coming from right beside her.

She hadn’t sensed anyone’s presence at all.

When she hurriedly turned around, there stood a young man with a strangely familiar face.

“Who are you!”

A familiar wave of magical power could be felt from the man.

The massive magical power just released from the capital.

Contrary to the expectation of it being Drason’s Magic Corps, it belonged to this man.

“So you really don’t recognize me.”

“I asked who you are. Are you Drason’s secret weapon!?”

“Mind your words. Who do you think you’re speaking such nonsense to?”

The man’s eyes narrowed sharply.

Simultaneously, a breath-stopping pressure constricted her entire body.

“Could it be…?”

Kinley had felt this sensation before.

This feeling of being overwhelmed by an opponent, if only for a moment.

She remembered it clearly because it was her first time experiencing it since reaching legendary status.

“Your guess is correct.”

The man nodded calmly.

“I am Pope Orban IV.”

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