Reincarnated Hero System

Long-range attacks and missiles were launched toward Arthur and Alvey—not to strike them down but to obliterate the pillars supporting the dead Leviathans’ bodies.

Yet, Arthur halted them in time effortlessly, not sparing a glance as he continued his conjuration alongside Alvey.

Alvey periodically assessed the battlefield, sending out orders before returning his focus to the spell he and Arthur were cooking.

Evan, said a silent prayer for the unfortunate Aramisians, before he turned to enter a command tent to rest, feeling the exhaustion from the earlier fighting weigh heavily on him.

He had barely taken a step when Arthur’s Faux True Voice boomed out.

|¬Eureka! ¬|

In the wake of that proclamation, a wave of demonic energy erupted, radiating in all directions and casting a black light across the sky.

Evan whirled around, and his jaw nearly dropped in astonishment as he witnessed the source of this sudden surge.

Arthur and Alvey were collaborating to create a powerful Combination Technique utilizing their Pseudo-Authorities of Destruction, Light, and Space.

Their goal was to generate a devastating explosion that would strike an Aramisian military base located 1,133 kilometres away, a crucial stronghold in the defence of the continent of Plomux.

Plomux was a massive continent, with an area surpassing 100 million square kilometres. If the Aramisian Coalition force was going to send reinforcements to the East, then it’d need to move hundreds of thousands of soldiers across a vast distance.

The time required for this would be a lot, and ‘time’, was something the Aramisians didn’t have right now.

To get their forces to the desired locations ASAP, it was only natural they’d use teleportation.

Each military base had Teleportation Waypoints, but none had even half the number in this particular one Alvey and Arthur had targeted.

This base had the highest number of Teleportation Waypoints, essential for the Aramisians to reinforce their troops quickly.

Alvey’s demonic energy scanned the area, forming a 3D blueprint of the target.

McEnda, upon Alvey’s request, helped eliminate the divinity barrier protecting the base using his Pseudo-Authority of Darkness.

As McEnda unleashed a wave of darkness, the barrier quickly crumbled under the combined effects of his powers and Arthur’s blessing of Anti-Divinity.

With the barrier down, Arthur and Alvey prepared for their attack. They combined their Pseudo-Authorities to create a swirling orb of energy and unleashed their strike.

Blinding Annihilation.

That was what they named it and that name was perfect for it.

The orb of power the spell created shot towards the base at incredible speed, outpacing the defenders’ ability to react.

Upon impact, it caused a silent moment before a cataclysmic explosion of light obliterated the central command tower and engulfed the entire base in flames, resulting in widespread destruction and casualties among the Aramisians.

The devastation extended beyond the base, leaving a charred wasteland and instilling fear in the remaining soldiers, many of whom lost their will to fight.

The successful strike added to the Gozonians’ score against Plomux:

Gozon 5, Plomux 0.

The time of the attack was noted at 10:46 am.

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Demon Army Command Outpost

Blacksea Garde

Plomux-East

May 14th

531st Divine Year

Demons attack Plomux-East!

‘Demon of Light’ slays ‘Yedrist of Chatane’.

‘Silver Summoner’ strikes again, defeating Great Leviathan of the Seas.

“Damn, I think I should become a part-time Prophet.”

McEnda mused, a chuckle escaping him as he scanned the Aramisian newspaper headlines. Glancing over at the two people front and centre in today’s papers, he sighed softly.

Alvey was hard at work, sifting through casualty reports from the previous day, his gaze fixed on the screen in front of him.

He had just wrapped up a conference call with his direct superior, the Supreme Commander of the Demon Forces on Aramis—a Five-Star General named Cruz Orkorin.

This was another bit of the Demon Army Hierarchy Evan recently discovered, a bit surprised Alvey wasn’t the Supreme Commander himself, despite the respect and deference the other Four-Star Generals showed him.

From what he heard, this Cruz Orkorin was a Half-Deity level existence.

Meanwhile, the second figure mentioned in the headlines sat nearby, engrossed in his portable console, fingers flying over the controls as he fought against the very irritating video game boss on the screen.

“Damn, you’re the ‘Last Giant’. Stop being a nuisance and go join your brethren in the afterlife!”

Arthur yelled, frustration edging into his voice as the boss’s health bar finally dropped to the halfway point.

Just then, Evan who was watching his gameplay suddenly spoke up.

“He’s about to fall, roll out or he’d one-shot you with his weight.”

Arthur moved his controls to do as Evan said, successfully avoiding getting one-shotted by the Boss.

Seeing this, Evan smiled wryly behind his mask, as this was the same game that he’d used to bait Rezaemon with just last month.

Souls of the Dark 2—it was called.

As he saw that Arthur had gotten the Boss to 50% HP, Evan warned him about what was to come.

“You’ve got him to 50%, he’s about to remove an arm and use it like a club. Make sure to stay behind him or the club would sweep your HP to 0.”

“The fuck?!”

Arthur yelped, but followed the advice anyway, dodging just as the giant slammed the ground with its makeshift club. Evan continued feeding him tips until finally, the boss collapsed in defeat.

“I did it!”

Arthur threw a triumphant fist into the air to celebrate his victory and Evan quietly took the console from him, slipping right into the next level of the game.

McEnda, watching them from nearby, suddenly spoke up.

“I’m curious…”

“?”

Evan raised an eyebrow, glancing at him, and the man voiced out a very concerning question.

“How do you know about the game Arthur is playing? I doubt the same games would still be around 10,000 years in the future.

What’s more, Arthur brought that game from the Hell Universe…”

Even Alvey, who had been half-listening, looked up from his work, intrigued.

The 10,000-year time discrepancy alone was odd enough, not to mention the fact that Evan hailed from the Valmone Universe, while Arthur’s roots lay in the Hell Universe.

The idea of the same game existing across different universes and times was enough to make McEnda wonder if it was just that transcendentally good.

“Oh, it’s a game my mum got for me from a replica Earth and Evan’s from one as well.”

Both McEnda’s and Alvey’s eyes widened in surprise at Arthur’s words, and even Evan paused, slightly taken aback. He hadn’t given much thought to the reason Arthur had this game before, but now it made sense.

Arthur had once mentioned that the Replica Earths were designed to mirror the original Earth’s history closely, at least up to a certain point.

It made sense that each one had retained a lot of the same cultural relics—games included.

It also meant that ‘Earth V’ which was from, was a relatively ‘New’ Replica Earth.

“You guys know about ‘Earth V’?”

“Hmm? Ah…that’s the recently discovered Replica. I see…”

McEnda tapped his chin thoughtfully as he responded. Alvey, on the other hand, while still curious about the time difference, returned his focus to his work as he had more pressing matters demanding his attention.

The time was 12:04 pm on May 14th.

Four days had passed since the Gozonian Armada descended upon Plomux-East, and the region was now nearly under their complete control.

Alvey and Arthur had not made any moves since then, but rather than be relieved, the Aramisians were scared of whatever they could be planning.

Unlike their expectations, Alvey was buried in logistical work, while Arthur… well, he was engrossed in video games.

Instead, the campaign’s heavy lifting fell to McEnda and Barron, who assumed supreme command and led the Gozonians to a string of victories. The momentum born of their first-day attack allowed them to sweep across the East and consolidate their control with ease.

The son of the Demon King showed no restraint in displaying his power. His strength was such that he cut through even the Inferior Transcendents defending the East like they were nothing.

His toughest opponent so far was a Level 950 Transcendent, the General in charge of the Blacksea Garde where they sat currently.

Sadly, the Divine Human General quickly met death when Barron summoned a Seven-Headed Hydra to tear the unfortunate man to shreds.

In the aftermath, as the Fourth Four Star General warned of the Aramisian ‘Slayers’ who might yet pose a threat, Alvey dispatched his shadow demons.

Working with the Gozonian Army’s intelligence division, they quickly gathered a wealth of information, revealing the presence of Dragonslayers in Plomux-Central.

The moment Alvey received this report, all eyes turned to Evan—the only Dragonkin present amongst them.

The Dark Dragon Generals were also sent warnings as the power of Dragonslayers was no joke. They were a race born out of the need to reduce the number of Dragons in existence and their powers were primed for killing dragons, just as Arthur’s were primed for killing gods.

Anyway, the Gozonian reconnaissance yielded even more intriguing intel. They confirmed that one of the Aramisian Heroes had returned to the region just the day before, supposedly searching for Arthur in Zefesh, unaware of his true location.

Alvey’s network of shadow and mimic demons infiltrated Aramisian lines as deeply as possible, ferreting out valuable information about the Aramisians’ mysterious reinforcements from other worlds.

With the pieces falling into place, Alvey meticulously reviewed the intelligence they’d gathered. He began crafting a strategy, the bones of a plan he intended to present to the other Generals later that day—a plan that would determine the next steps in Gozon’s advance on Plomux.

Arthur had made it clear from the outset—he wouldn’t be stepping onto the battlefield until they were ready to storm Plomux-Central’s High Command.

He did not explain, no rationale, only a cache of specialized missiles, each embedded with his potent Anti-Divinity energy.

When fused with the Demonic Energy wielded by High-Rank Demons, these missiles gained enough power to severely wound Aramisian Transcendents.

Their primary targets? The gods.

Even the Mid-Ranked gods, divine equivalents of High-Rank Demons, who had come to defend Plomux-East, were no match for the weaponry Arthur had provided.

What should have been hard-fought battles turned into swift and clinical takedowns, the missiles wreaking havoc among Aramisian ranks.

When mixed with Demonic Energy, those things turned into something like a coronavirus, but for gods.

Two days later, Arthur and Evan left the Gozonian Army to continue bullying the Aramisians and headed deep into Plomux.

Evan had been joining them to fight since day one and was now mentally drained from constant fighting for 5 days, so he tagged along with Arthur since there was sure to be fun wherever he went.