Leiko grabbed Kanuk's body and threw the barbarian who did not choose to retreat during the explosion out of the "secret realm".

 Then he pulled out a sharp long-handled weapon from his backpack!

  Confrontation!

 A legend that can increase the power of collision five times, a power that even Leiko will not use easily!

“By the way, it’s true that Joe Ritz was not the shaper of the confrontation. But the confrontation chose Joe Ritz, and this is fate.”

Leiko said as if to solve a puzzle.

 Although she was a little concerned about the previous defeats, she was always the most open-minded.

 That’s pretty good too.

Confrontation was heavily pierced through Jotun Kule's chest, and together with the meat-cleaving ax, this mortal's ancient soul was nailed to the ground!

"You shouldn't have appeared. Wouldn't it be bad to disappear into a certain period of time in the 'past'? Zoldun Kule?"

Leiko felt a little desolate when she said this.

 “Is this the answer to destiny?”

Jotun Kule still had a smile on his face and spoke to Leiko in front of him.

 He felt like he was about to hear the truth!

“Destiny can still change before it is exported.”

Leiko said this and took a deep look at Jotun Kule.

 She won't say much else.

 What she saw cannot be said, and even vague hints will have unknown consequences.

 Those who believe in fate can only become the toy of fate.

 Those who know their destiny can only become the target of being teased.

Leiko will only take on these things alone.

 It was as if Warusk had taken on those things alone.

 “Hahahaha! Looks like I did it!”

 Zordon Kule had a smile on his face.

 The light flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the two legends that pierced his chest, he closed his eyes and disappeared!

Jotun Kule chose to retire!

 “Bulkess, can you find what you want here?”

Leiko thought vaguely, and her body disappeared in a flash.

 She will be the last person to leave here besides Bulcasso.

 She had to ensure that the new recruits and new friends could leave this place.

 …

 “Ancestor Orak.”

 Jessica looked at the tall figure in front of her and couldn't help but clenched the ax tightly in her hand.

 Luke has been sent back.

 In order to protect her, a warrior who was not strong enough, Luke fought bravely.

 Luke showed heroic spirit in the face of a horde of demons far beyond his strength.

 The weak defeated the strong, using superb fighting methods and his own wisdom to kill the demon.

 Just afterwards, he was sent away from this place by his ancestors.

“Jessica, I still cannot recognize your qualifications as a warrior.”

Olac glanced at the surrounding environment and spoke a little stiffly.

 He used the power in his body to resist the shock wave of the explosion a little.

 At this time, the city wall was crumbling.

“Then what do you think I am suitable for? Staying at home in a daze, waiting for the return of my lover or the news of his death?”

 Jessica had a smile on her face.

 When saying "lover", Jessica showed the emotion of happiness.

“You can choose a stable life without thinking about becoming a hero. Because your determination and will are not enough to support you in this way.”

 Olac's burly body is trembling.

 In the battle with Cassius, he was already eliminated.

 Without the entity temporarily provided by the Holy Mountain, using the power of the soul to resist the explosion is definitely not a good choice.

 But Orak did it anyway.

“Are heroes born heroes? I think even the ancestor Orak was not called the God of War from the beginning, right?”

 Jessica said this.

 Then he grabbed Orak's hand with some worry.

 The turmoil of the soul is obvious enough.

 Jessica saw it very clearly.

 Orak recalled his past for a while, and then exhaled a long breath.

“I was a strong enough warrior from the beginning. I was ready to die at any time from the beginning.”

Orack glanced at Jessica’s eyes, hesitated for a moment and continued:

 “Your faith is too weak, and your faith is too selfish. You cannot be a hero.”

 Olac's words were very cruel, like a sharp dagger piercing Jessica's body.

“Beliefs can change, ancestor!”

 Jessica defended anxiously.

“I know, but I know even better that most of those guys who changed their beliefs have joined the command of the Demon King of Hell!

 Jessica, your belief is not strong enough! It’s like a reason or an excuse!”

 Orak looked at the ruins around him, and then drew out his God of War Blade!

 “Can you pull out this knife?”

 Olac said, throwing the God of War's Blade far away!

This one-handed heavy weapon fell to the ground, and in the seemingly endless shock wave, it fell bit by bit deep into the ground!

"are you serious?"

 Jessica said this.

Then he turned around and was about to leave the small protected area provided by Orak!

 Orac did not stop.

Even with Jessica’s physical fitness, she would be destroyed by the shock wave the moment she left this circle!

If Jessica was just testing Orak's approach, Orak would not let Jessica die.

 But this young man who is full of scheming and has no sense of faith and courage will no longer be given any chance to become a warrior.

 Perhaps ordinary people will be very powerless when faced with disasters.

 But soldiers are the first to die in disasters.

 Jessica's body didn't pause at all, and she stretched out her legs outside the protective shield without any worries!

Just after leaving this protected area, the foot began to disintegrate from the outstretched toe!

Olac still didn’t speak, just watched quietly.

“Ancestor Orak, I am very happy to be able to become a cub.”

 Jessica’s foot paused for a moment, and the protruding part had completely disappeared.

  She turned around and smiled at Orak.

“I know very well whether my belief is false! I also know whether I am full of sin. But I still want a chance!”

 Jessica fell directly towards the outside, and her other foot hit the ground in an instant.

 She has not disappeared!

 Orak took a step in this direction.
To be continued...