While thinking about the weakness of giant monsters, Jenkins rode a unicorn into the sky, glanced at the church demigod who was waiting for the mysteries to be completely broken, and was ready to rush in at any time. He wanted to take the piece of metal out of his arms. , but hesitated for a while and felt that it could be saved.
As a so-called "believer of lies", he is feared by the church and frightened by the bestowers in the Nolan area. It is not that he is weak in himself, but people are afraid of him because of his power in their own minds; Really powerful, people are afraid of him because of it.
Although people are familiar with the face of a believer in lies, everything that people are familiar with is indeed done by him with his own strength. Although he hides his face and identity, he is definitely not the kind of person who hides behind the scenes and gains his current reputation by relying on other people's wild imagination.
He has a lot of lies to cover himself, but "I'm really good" is indeed true.
After thinking about it, he had already reached the top of the giant blood mosquito monster, and raised his compound eyes to look at Jenkins, and a deep curse power appeared out of thin air. The unicorn immediately raised its head and let out a loud cry. Amid the high-spirited voice of the little beast, its golden unicorn radiated soft white light in the blood mist. reflected.
"very good."
Jenkins stroked the mane of the unicorn's neck lightly, and it felt very good. Fortunately, Chocolate is now guarding Miss Capet in the ruins, otherwise the cat will definitely explode.
"Since it's the curse of a monster, then use this~"
With a sudden jump, he jumped down from the back of the unicorn, and slashed down with two swords in the air. The blood mosquito monster noticed the deadly threat, shook its head, and stabbed Jenkins in the air with its sharp mouthparts.
Clang~
The huge rapier-like beak collided with the holy bone sword in the air. The holy sword easily cut off the solid biological tissue, and then slashed on the head of the monster who had no time to dodge.
It immediately let out a howl with a frequency close to the infrasound, and shook its head violently, trying to throw Jenkins off, but Jenkins firmly fixed himself there by the sword.
The holy sword pierced into the giant blood mosquito's head almost without a handle, and because of this, Jenkins' hands and feet were in contact with the monster at the same time. Seeing that Jenkins could not be thrown off, thick blood mist swept from the surroundings, and while pouring into the body of the blood mosquito, it even wanted to suck Jenkins in.
Although Jenkins is indeed still flesh and blood, many of the characteristics he possesses can completely restrain this monster, and even without [Profane Production], he has plenty of ways to win.
"Waiting for this!"
He didn't struggle, and was directly sucked into the body by the monster. But a few seconds later, a bright white light erupted from the monster's body, and the sword dance and whirling momentum erupted from within almost cut the huge blood mosquito's body in two.
Jenkins laughed and jumped out of the wound. While the blood mist was rushing towards the wound in an attempt to heal it, he jumped back onto the back of the unicorn with a sudden jump, and the sword in his hand almost broke through the maze.
"I'm a hero~"
As he said this, the black spot of light representing [Hero] brightened in front of his eyes. Jenkins has always thought that this is just a passive ability, which allows him to be immune to the mental pollution of some monsters, and can directly touch the monsters with his hands.
But at this moment, as the battle continued, [Hero] finally showed a different role. At this moment, Jenkins is forging legends and shaping myths. He is alone in fighting against inhuman monsters for justice (?), and he is indeed qualified to be called a hero.
The white light extends from the body to the blade in the hand, but the extra power is just an addition. What really matters are the fighting skills that pop into your mind and the experience of fighting huge monsters.
The ancient hero who passed on the power to Jenkins was right. The essence of the ability of [Hero] is a bond, and it is the belief of people who have passed on power for justice from generation to generation. When the ability of [Hero] is truly activated on the right occasion, those unknown people who have long been lost in the long river of history can still provide experience and strength for the successors.
Those strengths were insignificant to Jenkins, but what he lacked was combat experience.
The eyes seem to have penetrated the long river of time, and saw the battles of the ancient powerhouses. A trickle of history has obscured the names of those heroes, but their power will never fade as long as those who pass on justice and faith remain.
Jenkins doesn't think he's the kind of person who fights for justice, but he doesn't mind acting as a "messenger of justice" occasionally when he has nothing to do. Because of this, he is not a natural savior [hero], but in this era, it is difficult to find a more kind and benevolent person than him, an outsider.
Surging flames overflowed from his body, as if igniting the blood mist in the air. The unicorn screamed loudly, and the divine power dispelled the curse that came from malicious. Jenkins slashed down with his sword, and the sword glow collided with the blood mosquito transformed by the countess.
The spreading shock wave cleared away the blood mist again, and the humiliated monster also flew into the sky while buzzing.
Below the unicorn, the formed sword dance circle spread out again, and the frost in the air almost rivaled the blood mist.
The blood mist was manipulated into solid red tentacles and pulled towards Jenkins, but was easily cut in two by the sword marks.
The souls of those cursed are also hidden in the activated mist. While manipulating the blood energy to attack Jenkins, the flying giant blood mosquito orders those souls distorted by the power of the monster to attack and harass their opponents.
Those souls looked like blood-sucking mosquitoes, but Jenkins just looked up, and the power of [Nightmare Haunted] directly put those souls to sleep.
A distorted human face leaped out of the fog, and Jenkins smashed it apart with a single blow. The unicorn carried him nimbly flying in the blood mist, and the sword marks that kept circling and cutting around were almost cutting off the mystery chain that had reached its final step.
"It turns out that I am already so powerful now."
He thought about jumping down from the back of the unicorn again, and below was the head of the giant blood mosquito. Decaying gray mist wrapped around the sword body, and only Jenkins could notice the green aura, clinging to the holy sword with World Tree material.
The sword containing two different powers finally pierced the monster's head again. As the power of death and life intertwined and whirled in its body, the two conflicting forces finally triggered a terrible energy explosion.
PS: This is probably the first time that Jenkins has not borrowed the power of divinity or the Holy Son, and has not borrowed tricks and means to fight head-on with a demigod-level opponent. At this point in the story, Jenkins, the sixth-level gifter, can be regarded as an expert in the background of the story.