Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 625

Chapter 625: The Greatest Hero Seals The Black Dragon
*BOOM!!*

A cacophony of violent explosions as various elements roared and sounds of shattered scales echoed across the entire city, leaving eyes wide open and mouths agape as the enormous deity was swallowed up by raging elements and giant avatars.

In the untrained eye, it appeared as though there was no way for the Black Dragon to survive.

This naturally prompted the hopeful common folks and lower-ranked adventurers to cheer their hearts out as they witnessed every living second of the moment when their heroes slayed the evil Black Dragon.

Unfortunately, their cheers were doomed to die down mere moments after the fierce onslaught of ace skills.

As the gray smoke from the fierce explosions dissipated, the monstrous deity emerged again in its horrifying entirety, causing eyes to widen in disbelief, mouths to gape, and hearts to sink, spreading terror across the world once more.

The Black Dragon was far from unscathed.

Most of its scales had been ripped away or shattered, its flesh deeply cut, and its blue blood dripped all over its bloodied body.

However, despite its condition, it grinned eerily like an ancient demon. Even with its severe external wounds, it appeared far from death.

“There’s no way…”

The remaining six seemed to be faltering.

Even Dweezel, who thought he was ready to make history, seemed to be in utter disbelief.

They threw everything they had.

Yet, the creature’s flight wasn’t even shaky despite the damage it sustained. It could absolutely still fight just fine.

The six heroes appeared to be at a loss for what to do, their hearts discouraged.

At that moment, one of them spoke with unwavering stoicism, their voice booming yet clear.

“Comrades, we have a choice: we can retreat and live to fight another day, or we can fall today and pave the way for a brighter future! Our children will rise, more talented and skilled than we ever were! What they need is an example—a true hero’s example! Let us show the world that we, the heroes of Yon Augenn, are ready to die for the people! To death!”

It was Dweezel Hawkins, the greatest hero of all, roaring gloriously as he charged courageously despite the overwhelmingly dark odds stacked against him.

A mere mortal standing up to a deity would always be a scene to watch.

Their most powerful skills were on cooldown, but they still had plenty of other abilities so as long as they didn’t lose heart, everything was possible.

They might still die; however, they could die in a blaze of glory as Dweezel said.

In that moment, the flames of heroism in young Sanada’s heart were ignited by Dweezel’s words.

He found himself admiring his future adversary, convinced that this was Dweezel’s true talent and that he was indeed worthy of leading the Yon Augenn Seven, despite being silently acknowledged as the weakest among them.

After that, the remaining six heroes fought valiantly, their teamwork better than ever, having fully resolved themselves to die.

Their maneuvers grew riskier, their attacks bolder.

It was a sight to behold for those below.

There were multiple times wherein they were forced to use their life-saving items, not noticing that the one who charged first was slowly fighting less and less actively, barely contributing at all.

Sanada eventually noticed.

However, he didn’t think ill of Dweezel at that time, thinking that the guy probably had some sort of plan.

Only, he didn’t know that the plan was to steal the spotlight at the most opportune moment.

No one, not even members of the WAA, knew that Dweezel had a secret weapon to defeat the Black Dragon—one that the organization later discovered was linked to the forbidden soul arts.

However, since it was used for “the greater good,” Dweezel wasn’t punished.

All he needed to do was keep a single life-saving item that would enable him to survive an attack from the Black Dragon—something he was managing well so far—and weaken the monstrous deity a bit more, which his comrades were doing a good job of.

The lower the Black Dragon’s remaining vitality, the greater the chances that his sealing scroll would work.

Dweezel had known from the beginning that killing the deity was impossible, but sealing it was a different matter altogether.

The battle gradually approached its end as the remaining six heroes grew weaker and weaker.

Their stamina and mana were nearly depleted.

Except for the “greatest hero of all,” that is, as the guy was merely feigning weakness.

Rewatching the entire thing was stressful for Sanada, especially now that he could see how useless Dweezel was in the entire battle.

The guy practically did nothing but let them slave away for his glorious moment, as though puppets on a string, mere pawns on his chessboard.

Soon came the darkest hour as the six heroes appeared to have nothing left to throw at the Black Dragon.

They were totally spent and the hopefuls below also knew it.

Still, they applauded and cheered for their heroes’ bravery. The enemy was just too strong.

It was then that the tales of the greatest hero began.

“Comrades, it has been an honor fighting alongside you. I, Dweezel Hawkins of the Golden Sun, will make one final attempt. My chances are slim, so consider this my last farewell. Farewell, fellow heroes. In the next life, may we fight as brothers-in-arms once again!”

After a tearjerker of a speech, Dweezel advanced, a shadow of a smile emerging in the corners of his mouth.

Noticing the lone human’s advance, the Black Dragon roared, charging one powerful blast attack to obliterate Dweezel.

Soon after, the ray of black flames shot toward the so-called greatest hero. The attack threatened to burn him and even his soul to cinders.

However, due to a bright, golden spherical barrier akin to a small sun, Dweezel was able to survive the attack.

At that moment, he was indeed Dweezel Hawkins of the Golden Sun.

What happened next was history.

Dweezel retrieved the Deity Sealing Scroll, which he and his team of soul art practitioners had painstakingly created, from his spatial bag.

He infused his mana into the scroll, summoning an ethereal form of the Black Dragon that charged forward and locked claws with the deity.

The divine monster tried to obliterate its copy by biting its neck off. Unfortunately, its attack didn’t work.

A split second was all the scroll needed to envelop the Black Dragon.

The other five heroes, the WAA, and the people below watched in awe as the greatest hero’s mysterious scroll captured the fearsome monstrous deity.

For a tense five seconds, the Black Dragon struggled fiercely before finally falling still.

It was sealed for eternity.

Dweezel Hawkins of the Golden Sun had saved the world from the “Evil” Black Dragon.