Not All Heroes From Earth Are Bad-Chapter 55

Oseld Gefen.

Among the four hounds dispatched for the Abelson assassination mission, he was the strongest.

He could effectively be called the leader of this group of attackers.

“I’ll hold off Reidrun, you all focus on killing the Holy Maiden.”

That’s why Oseld volunteered to take on the role of containing the Red Nightmare Reidrun.

The Black Giant Star without the glutton Hemis.

Currently, Reidrun is the strongest demon here.

So if they just keep him contained, there shouldn’t be much difficulty in achieving their mission.

When he persuaded them this way, the other hounds easily agreed.

‘Of course, it’s all just an excuse!’

In truth, Oseld’s real purpose was the battle itself.

Nothing brought him more joy than fighting strong opponents.

He couldn’t let others interfere and ruin his fun.

‘Let’s take our time and enjoy this!’

And so Oseld entered the battle in high spirits.

Pure joy, nothing more.

He never even considered the possibility of defeat.

Objectively speaking, between the two of them, Oseld was clearly superior in strength.

His opponent Reidrun must have known this fact as well.

So Oseld only thought about thoroughly enjoying the battle before killing Reidrun.

That was certainly the plan.

‘Kekek… To think I would lose… How absurd.’

Oseld lay on the ground, looking up at the sky.

Blood continuously flowed from his crushed limbs.

‘Why did I lose…’

If he had to find excuses, there were many.

His condition wasn’t good after enduring long periods of torture.

The prosthetic arm replacing his severed left arm wasn’t familiar yet.

But even with these disadvantages, Oseld had gained the upper hand against Reidrun.

That is, until he awakened.

‘Of all moments to break through that wall, such bad luck…’

Just when he thought he had Reidrun cornered, he broke through his limits.

After that, the awakened Reidrun overwhelmed him completely, leading to his defeat.

‘Reidrun-style Fighting Technique, was it…? What a joke…’

Creating a fighting style named after himself, he must really be full of himself.

‘Well, either way, I’m grateful…’

Though he ended up losing, he had no regrets.

He gave his all in the greatest battle.

Honestly, he wondered if trash like himself deserved such a splendid end.

‘This is it…’

His consciousness gradually faded.

In his final moment, for some reason, the face of that detestable old man appeared in his mind.

‘Pope… Go ahead and wait. Let’s meet again in hell.’

***

Dark night.

Choi Hyun-seok was fighting against his enemy, relying on the dim moonlight.

Swoosh!

A sword reflecting moonlight comes flying in.

Choi Hyun-seok blocked it by raising his arm.

Clang!

Even though it was blade against skin, a metallic sound rang out.

His body, extremely reinforced by magical power and demonic energy, was already no different from steel.

“Kuhaaa…!”

Choi Hyun-seok breathed out dark breath and threw a punch.

The already exhausted enemy couldn’t dodge.

Thud!

The fist connects with the chest.

The enemy retreated while groaning in pain.

“Kugh!”

Choi Hyun-seok rushed forward, pressing his advantage.

Bang! Boom!

Every time his fist struck, thunderous sounds rang out.

The enemy could only frantically backpedal.

The flow of battle was clearly in Choi Hyun-seok’s favor to any observer.

But Choi Hyun-seok felt no joy at all.

‘I’m reaching my limit soon.’

Choi Hyun-seok sensed it.

His body couldn’t hold out much longer.

He glanced around at his surroundings.

Bobo lay collapsed, bleeding.

“Huff… Huff…”

Fortunately, his labored breathing meant he was still alive.

But he wouldn’t last much longer.

“…”

Abelson stood with clasped hands and closed eyes.

She was probably praying to the god she spoke of.

Choi Hyun-seok looked forward again.

‘If I lose, everyone dies.’

The moment he’s defeated, everyone here dies.

If he wants to live.

If he wants to save them, he must win.

At that moment, black blood suddenly poured from Choi Hyun-seok’s mouth.

“Kheuk!”

It seemed he really didn’t have much time left.

‘Is this how I die…?’

Though he fought while enduring pain as if his entire body was burning.

Though he put his life on the line to fight.

Victory only grew more distant as time passed.

‘If only I had just one more powerful strike…!’

Although he could pressure the enemy, due to lack of time.

Due to lack of strength to deliver a decisive finishing blow, he couldn’t win.

That fact was so frustrating.

But more than anything else, what angered him most was death itself.

‘Even this life… Without ever dating…! Am I going to die like a dog again just struggling…!?’

Choi Hyun-seok unconsciously ground his teeth.

‘I can’t accept this.’

It was unacceptable.

Choi Hyun-seok absolutely could not accept it.

He stopped in his tracks.

“What’s wrong? Have you reached your limit already? Huh?”

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The enemy’s mockery reached his ears.

“Let me tell you something. In a fight between strong ones, techniques like Plomot are poison. If the opponent focuses only on defense, you’re helplessly stuck!”

The enemy rambled on about facts nobody asked for.

“You’ll die anyway, but I’m telling you this in case you might need it in hell. Remember it well! Kuhahaha!”

He laughed loudly, seemingly certain of his victory.

Choi Hyun-seok ignored him and steadied his breathing.

‘Lord Reidrun… This was really unavoidable.’

Reidrun’s teachings flowed through his mind.

‘You cannot use other techniques while using Plomot.’

“Why is that?”

“To begin with, martial techniques push the body to its extreme limits. What do you think happens if you push a body that’s already reached its limit with Plomot even further?”

“Do you die…?”

“Yes. You die.”

If martial techniques had to be explained in one sentence, they are skills that push both body and magical power to their limits with maximum efficiency.

That’s why you can’t use techniques while using Plomot.

It’s like putting additional strain on a motor that’s already overloaded at its limit.

If you do something like that, the motor will explode.

‘But you know what… I’ll explode either way.’

Choi Hyun-seok thinks.

His motor has already exceeded its limits.

Even if he stopped moving right now, he couldn’t prevent the motor from exploding.

So then.

If the motor is going to explode anyway…

Wouldn’t it be fine to make one last sprint before it blows?

“You’re a traitor and a heretic, but salvation is open to all. Kneel and repent even now. Then you might at least get to step on heaven’s threshold!”

While watching the enemy’s babbling mouth, Choi Hyun-seok focused his mind.

‘Reidrun-style Fighting Technique….’

He whips his already limit-pushed body once more.

At that moment, Choi Hyun-seok’s body tore and burst, spraying blood everywhere.

Seeing this, the enemy sneered.

“Kuhahaha! This is truly a rare spectacle!”

Choi Hyun-seok ignored him.

He simply pulled back his fist slowly.

With terrible pain, blood gushed out once again.

His consciousness grew hazy.

‘First Form…’

Even amidst this, the magical power and demonic energy within his body swirled and steadily gathered in his fist.

[Proficiency in martial technique Reidrun-style Fighting Technique has increased]

[Proficiency in martial technique Reidrun-style Fighting Technique has increased]

[Proficiency in martial technique Reidrun-style martial arts has increased]

….

He ignored the alerts too.

He focused solely on completing the technique.

“Still thinking of fighting? I must acknowledge your willpower at least!”

The enemy clapped his hands while shaking his head exaggeratedly.

Looking at him, Choi Hyun-seok grinned.

“I still have one shot left.”

In the final moment.

For some reason, he no longer felt any pain.

His mind was filled with only one thought: completing this technique.

Reidrun-style Fighting Technique

First Form – Initial Battle Annihilation

As it activated, a violent wind shot forth.

“Huh…?”

The enemy’s face twisted in confusion for a moment.

Kwaaaaaaaa-!

A storm of mixed magical power and demonic energy engulfed him.

***

“Kuheouk! Keheuk!”

Lucas opened his eyes wide.

He frantically looked around.

‘Did I lose consciousness!?’

Fortunately, it didn’t seem like much time had passed.

He must have briefly lost consciousness from the impact.

‘This one was really dangerous.’

Lucas stared at the ground.

There lay Choi Hyun-seok, collapsed and covered in blood.

‘This crazy bastard…’

You must not use another martial technique while using a continuous-type technique.

This was truly common sense among common sense.

Something you absolutely shouldn’t do unless you’re trying to commit suicide.

Yet this guy used another technique, and not just any technique but Plomot, which could be considered the most dangerous, while already pushing it to its limits.

Honestly, the fact that the technique even activated was like a miracle.

Then Lucas frowned.

‘He’s still breathing…?’

Choi Hyun-seok was still breathing.

Though it was faint breathing that could stop at any moment, he was definitely alive.

‘Tougher than a cockroach…’

Lucas raised his sword.

His arm trembled, suggesting he too was quite injured.

But it wouldn’t be a problem to finish off this dying bug here.

“I’ll end that tenacious life of yours.”

Just before Lucas’s sword fell.

Grab!

Someone caught his hand.

“Huh?”

Lucas turned around with bewildered eyes.

There stood a muscular bull-head demon covered in blood.

“Huh? Why are you…?”

The Red Nightmare Reidrun.

Why was the one who should have died to Oseld Gefen here?

Instead of an answer, a red fist came flying.

The huge and solid-looking fist approached in slow motion.

‘Ah, no…!’

Lucas screamed internally.

But no matter how much he screamed, reality wouldn’t change.

The red fist growing larger.

Just before it touched his face.

Lucas decided to close his eyes.

‘Ha, truly a red nightmare…’

As he thought this, the fist struck his face.

Kwaaang!

Lucas’s head exploded outward.

Blood and flesh fell from the sky.

Tuduk, tuk!

As those bodily fragments hit him, Reidrun knelt down.

“Sorry I’m late, Choi Hyun-seok.”

***

Tears welled up in Reidrun’s round eyes.

“Choi Hyun-seok! What have you done!”

Shouting was futile.

There was no way he could answer.

Choi Hyun-seok had sustained injuries so severe it was amazing he was still alive.

While the visible external injuries looked dangerous.

Inside, his internal injuries were even more serious than any external wound.

His entire body was thoroughly destroyed from the inside.

From organs to skin.

Not a single part was unscathed.

‘I warned him so much not to use martial techniques!’

The reason for Choi Hyun-seok’s condition was obvious.

He must have used Plomot.

Perhaps he even used Reidrun-style Fighting Technique on top of that.

“Saint! You can save him, right!?”

Reidrun shouted.

Abelson frowned without looking back.

“Please be quiet, you’re disturbing my concentration.”

She was currently focusing all her mental energy on Choi Hyun-seok.

She had to save him somehow.

‘Please… You can’t die like this!’

Abelson prayed desperately.

For Choi Hyun-seok to live.

He absolutely must not die like this.

‘You are the only hope…!’

Abelson saw possibility in Choi Hyun-seok.

To her who had already given up everything, Choi Hyun-seok was salvation and hope.

For such a Choi Hyun-seok to die fighting for her?

This was something she absolutely could not accept.

‘Definitely. I’ll save you no matter what it takes. So just hold on a little longer.’

As Abelson muttered internally, brilliant divine power began to pour from her body.

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