Chapter 42. Frenzied Persistence

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I Will Eventually Embark on the Path of No Return Called a Hero [Arc2] - 42. Frenzied Persistence

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"Tsk, it's blocked."

Semiramis bit her nails and stared unwillingly at the screen, where the Black Faction's Master was being shielded by Cyd.

"But the situation hasn't changed!"

"Jeanne, switch positions and use your Noble Phantasm to protect them!" Cyd gestured to the bewildered Jeanne.

"Okay!"

"By the way, how are we going to deal with that teacher?" Achilles, holding a gun, examined the nearly 80-meter giant.

"Try to damage the core first," Chiron raised his bow and aimed at the giant's chest. "With it being so big, it's actually easier to aim."

"Then I'll go and create some interference," Achilles was eager to get started.

"No, someone more suitable than you is already on their way."

"Huh!"

A massive figure soared into the sky and punched the giant in the head.

"Smash it! Oppressor!"

Spartacus smiled as he pummeled the giant's head with a flurry of punches. The head, made of dirt, crumbled quickly under Spartacus's immense strength.

"Boom---"

A giant hand swatted Spartacus away like a fly, and the head that Spartacus had smashed quickly reformed.

"This Noble Phantasm creates its original place, continuously eroding the surroundings and turning the earth into paradise. In the paradise, people don't experience the concept of injury," Cyd, using Ruler's authority, began analyzing the giant's weaknesses. "As long as it stands on the earth, it is indestructible."

"In other words, we just need to get it off the ground," Achilles scratched the back of his head.

"If it were that easy," Cyd pointed at the hanging garden preparing to fire its magical cannon, "we need to throw the giant into the air and then simultaneously penetrate its head and core under the woman's interference..."

"Isn't that super interesting!" Achilles grinned. "A hero is someone who overcomes challenges, right?"

"Then I'll leave the aerial interference to you," Cyd patted Achilles on the shoulder. "I'm counting on you!"

"Let's make a big move!" Achilles jumped onto the chariot, fiercely pulling the reins. The immortal horse from the sea god neighed and dragged the chariot skyward.

"I'll leave the head and core to you," Cyd picked up [Reforged Pandora]. "Teacher, Atalanta."

"Leave it to me," Chiron reached out and patted Cyd's head.

"I can handle it on my own," Atalanta pouted.

"Boom---"

The magical cannon fired, and Chiron and Atalanta spread out to the sides while Cyd charged straight at the giant.

Spartacus, who had risen from the ground, followed Cyd with a smile.

"Go!" Cyd, moving with a strange speed, reached the giant's feet and swung his massive sword at its ankle.

"Crack---"

The Ares-form [Reforged Pandora] easily shattered the giant's ankle, but the stones that scattered upon the break flew back to the damaged spot as if time were reversing. The giant also noticed Cyd and raised its foot to stomp down.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't ignore me!" Achilles laughed loudly, whipping the reins. The chariot flew into the giant's head, but just like Cyd's situation, the head that flew away immediately returned.

"My ally!" Spartacus roared as he collided with the giant's lower leg, forcing the giant to take a step back. The foot that was about to stomp on Cyd was diverted to the side.

"I will clear the path for you!" Spartacus smiled as he shielded Cyd.

Cyd was momentarily stunned. He always had a question: why did Spartacus, who symbolized rebellion, always call him an ally and was willing to protect him even though they had never met? Even if he asked the frenzied Spartacus, he wouldn't be able to answer.

But Cyd was very clear about one thing: this person was entrusting his back to him!

The giant roared and kicked at Cyd and Spartacus, the impact sweeping away debris around them.

"Please!"

Spartacus grinned as he opened his arms and embraced the giant's foot.

"Boom----"

Spartacus and the giant's foot collided fiercely, and the terrifying force caused Spartacus to swell like a balloon.

"Cough! Very good, very good, very good! Attack me more, Oppressor!" Spartacus coughed up blood. His swollen body did not recover but continued to expand, with cracks appearing in the area he was holding. "My body will become the shield for my allies!"

"Leave it to me!"

Cyd leaped from Spartacus's shoulder and spun to strike the giant's knee, shattering it.

Spartacus roared and threw the giant's severed leg into the hanging garden.

"Tsk, daring to do this!" Semiramis's forehead erupted with a cross, and the EX-level magical cannon fired instantly. The giant's leg was shattered in the light, but it wasn't enough!

Daring to use such an ugly thing to throw at her beloved hanging garden!

"Pay with your life!"

More magical cannons targeted Spartacus, but Spartacus didn't dodge; instead, he spread his arms, smiling as he bathed in the light.

"Is this guy insane?!" Achilles in the air gaped.

Yes, he was insane, completely so. But it was because of this madness that he could better uphold his beliefs. It was because he could distinguish between the oppressed and the oppressor that he could wield his sword with unwavering focus.

He understood very well that the young man was not an oppressor. He did not carry the aura of a killer. He had a bond with the oppressed, who saw him as hope, making him an ally!

In the light, Spartacus's flesh began to crumble, but as it shattered, more flesh grew from the wounds, and then shattered again and grew again. His pale bones repaired themselves and became even sturdier and stronger.

He was the shield of the oppressed, the sword of the oppressed. His body existed to protect them, and his sword existed to carve the path for the oppressed.

If he couldn't defeat the giant now, then there was only one thing he needed to do!

In the thick smoke, a giant arm reached out and struck the ground, creating a violent wind that swept the battlefield. Semiramis, sitting on her throne, gaped.

"Monster!"

"Oppressor!" The nearly forty-meter-tall Spartacus climbed out of the crater created by the light beam.

If his body wasn't big enough, then make it bigger!

If his bones couldn't support his body, then make the bones stronger!

If his attacks couldn't effectively shatter the oppressor, then use his final, desperate strike to carve out a future for his allies!