Reincarnated Hero System

Fighting a single opponent with two people isn’t always as simple as it sounds.

Add a third, and it can get even more complicated. Sometimes, three attackers against one target only create chaos.

And that was the exact situation a certain trio of teenagers faced now.

In a battle like this, they had to worry about more than just striking. Coordination mattered. Synergy mattered.

Even the risk of obstructing/getting in each other’s way mattered.

For two people, their combined power could ideally add up to 1 + 1 = 2.

But if their synergy was off, it could just as easily become 1 + 1 = 0.5. And with three? It could be 1 + 1 + 1 = 3… or just = 1.

Artemisia, Evan, and Beatrix—three teenagers facing a single opponent.

If you rated their coordination and synergy, they barely scraped by with a 10%.

The reason for this was simple: they barely knew each other, much less understood each other’s abilities, powers, or fighting styles.

Evan knew Artemisia from the future. But even then, he had no idea what her powers truly were, nor how she used them.

His general understanding of her outside combat was also shallow.

Coming back to this time, he could finally appraise her skills, and get a gist of what she was capable of.

But knowing her skills on paper and seeing how she wielded them in battle were entirely different things. She could use her abilities in ways he’d never imagined—ways that he could only know if he was inside her head, which he obviously wasn’t.

Beatrix, on the other hand, was someone he hadn’t even heard of until 2 weeks ago. He’d appraised her as well, gaining insight into her powers and figuring out how he’d use them if they were his.

This was why he’d taken Space Warp and Time Bomb.

But again, he wasn’t in her head. He could guess at the potential usages of her Skill, but he didn’t know how she’d unleash it in the heat of combat.

The same was true in reverse.

Until recently, Artemisia and Beatrix didn’t even know Evan existed, let alone have a clue about his fighting style.

To them, he was just an unknown ally.

And yesterday’s fight, which might have seemed like little more than a skirmish, was actually invaluable.

It was a chance to catch glimpses of how each of them fought, revealing just a hint of their individual tactics.

In that battle, none of them went all-out. No one laid all their cards on the table. But through that brief exchange, they managed to gather enough to bump their synergy up to a tentative 10%.

Now, Artemisia and Beatrix were a different story together.

They’d been friends since childhood, journeying through worlds side by side, and their synergy was a testament to it, scoring over 90%.

However, with Evan in the mix, Artemisia and Beatrix’s synergy dropped below its usual 90%. They still didn’t understand Evan’s style well enough, which made their earlier skirmish above ground more challenging—not just because they had to pull their punches to avoid attracting other Forsaken Divines, but because their synergy was shaky.

Yet, they’d learned from the previous day’s clash. They’d gathered what data they could from that scuffle, analysed each other’s moves, and adapted. Things they could do because of their individual fighting experience.

But on the flip side, you could also say that they were just winging it.

Despite this, despite their low synergy, the three of them still moved together, as they knew that facing Rezaemon alone was impossible.

None of them could take Rezaemon down alone.

Not even Evan, with his Limit Break and Blessing of Destruction, could match the power that radiated from the Forsaken Divine.

Rezaemon’s sheer divinity was beyond Evan’s max energy, and that didn’t even account for his monstrous physical strength, endurance, and, most dangerously, like all Forsaken Divines they’d encountered—his regeneration.

As soon as Evan knocked Rezaemon back and the Forsaken Divine revealed his towering four-meter form, Artemisia and Beatrix sprang into action.

Artemisia used her Queen of Evolution skill to analyse Rezaemon, and she transmitted her thoughts to Beatrix, who instantly moved to act on them.

The first thing Artemisia did with her Unique Skill was to activate ‘Forced Devolution’.

She then called down a bolt of lightning from above, and as Rezaemon raised his blade to deflect it, he ended up remaining stationary long enough for her Queen of Evolution’s invisible claws to latch onto him.

She targeted his Agility first, having sensed how lethal his speed could be from his earlier movements.

Beatrix followed through in the same breath, using her time magic to slow Rezaemon’s movements while locking the space around him in place, thickening it until it felt like he was pushing through water instead of air.

Even with these constraints, his speed was unreal.

Rezaemon let out a roar, unleashing his divinity in a blinding burst before charging straight for Evan, recognizing him as the primary threat.

A wise Evaluation, since Evan was playing the Main DPS role in this battle.

Evan met his advance, pouring magic into the Unforged Vale. He activated Sigesi’s Frostshade’s ability, followed by Pride’s Vanitas’—another weapon ability he’d copied into his sword.

Swinging the blade, he unleashed a mighty slash of ice, the same one Glazard had used to freeze half of Kreah.

Now, that same ice surged toward Rezaemon, cutting through the air with glacial fury.

The freezing wave surged forward, blanketing the entire chamber in a blinding white haze. But Rezaemon wasn’t so easily overwhelmed.

Channelling his divinity, he called down a searing beam of light through the giant hole in the dome-shaped roof, where the afternoon sun streamed in.

Superheated and intense, the light crashed down, instantly melting Evan’s ice into steam.

The three teenagers leapt back, dodging the blast, and as they regrouped, Evan used Leviah’s Hologram Creation skill, summoning a second version of himself.

Both Evans launched themselves at Rezaemon, who swiftly cancelled his light attack since they were now out of range, and rushed to meet them.

Seeing two Evans before him, Rezaemon’s eyes narrowed.

“Clone… or illusion?”

He darted toward one of the Evans, catching the swing of its sword, but his instincts flared—this one was a fake.

Whirling around, he deflected the incoming strike from the real Evan, just as the hologram’s sword phased harmlessly through him.

Their blades collided, and frost radiated from Evan’s weapon, seeking to encase Rezaemon’s great sword in ice. But Rezaemon swiftly encased his blade in Earth magic, forming a protective shell that repelled the frost.

The two clashed in a blur of movement, blades flashing at supersonic speeds—a towering four-meter man against a boy less than half his size.

But Evan was not alone. Artemisia and Beatrix seized the moment, darting in from behind with a barrage of spells. With a wave of her hand, Artemisia activated several strong magic, summoning lightning and flames that scorched the air as they streaked toward Rezaemon.

The ground beneath his feet cracked open, soil rising to trap him in place.

Beatrix, spear in hand, unleashed a strike that phased through space, splitting into five and appearing around Rezaemon from every angle, poised to pierce him like a pincushion.

But Rezaemon was unfazed.

His own Earth magic power surged, closing the ground beneath him and raising walls of stone to intercept Artemisia’s lightning and flames. Beatrix’s spears struck him, sinking into his flesh, but he barely reacted. His wounds closed almost instantly, his regeneration wiping away the damage as though it were nothing.

Even while locked in combat with Evan, Rezaemon held his stance steady, and the spears that impaled him seemed to make no difference as he shrugged them off with the indifference of one who felt no pain.

Despite his outward differences, Rezaemon shared the same trait as the other Forsaken Divines: pain nullification.

Evan conjured another hologram and sent it dashing toward Rezaemon’s back. Though it dealt no damage, it could be distracting so Rezaemon extended his hand to obliterate the hologram, and Evan seized that moment, stomping the ground beneath his feet and using Collapse.

The ground caved in, but Rezaemon merely took to the air, revealing his ability to fly.

Artemisia and Beatrix, already aiming their attacks, adjusted mid-flight to avoid striking Evan as he leapt back, using Void Steps to balance in mid-air.

Evan snapped his fingers and created three holograms around Rezaemon, each one charging from a cardinal direction.

Rezaemon’s blade whirled to meet Evan, but Evan had already activated Space Warp, blinking behind him in a flash of distorted space. His sword sliced downward, aimed directly at Rezaemon’s neck.

“World Sunder.”

The same move that had felled a Forsaken Divine before now met unexpected resistance.

Rezaemon’s skin turned to stone—not ordinary stone, but dense, igneous rock with a hardness that defied the blade’s edge. Evan’s slash carved partway through, but his momentum halted abruptly, rebounding off the stony surface.

The force of the impact sent Rezaemon plummeting to the ground, where Artemisia and Beatrix unleashed a flurry of attacks.

But when the smoke cloud cleared up, the Forsaken Divine’s body was already regenerating.

He spun around, using the flat side of his great sword like a massive bat, and struck Evan who teleported in, sending him crashing through test tubes and shattering against the wall.

A cloud of dust rose around the Rogue Hero as he slumped to his knees, but he quickly sprang to his feet, darting to the left as another version of himself burst out of the smoke cloud, racing in the opposite direction.

Rezaemon’s sword cleaved through the space where Evan had been moments earlier.

Watching the two Evans, Rezaemon’s voice boomed.

“Your little illusions won’t work on me.”

He had deduced that these duplicates were merely holograms—tricks of light without substance. His gaze locked onto the one he sensed was real, charging forward while the fake Evan surged toward him from behind, sword pulled back with a vortex of prismatic light swirling around it.

But Rezaemon could feel no energy from the spectacle and dismissed it, focusing instead on the Evan before him.