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A millennium had passed, and everything had lost its meaning in his eyes. Many heroes emerged from generation to generation, but he stood the test of time. That was his life, waiting for someone to come along and defeat him, but no one did. Nobody dared. Nobody tried. 

How can he allow this to happen? With the aid of his magic, he rose from his throne and set out into another world in search of excitement and, perhaps, a worthwhile adventure.

What would happen if this last boss decided to venture into the human world for fun?

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Your Not So Ordinary Villain

Evira yelped in pain when she felt that cold metal digging into her skin. She used the other end of her spear and tabbed back which actually hit Onyx. She then fell on the ground, panting. The pain that was coming from her back couldn't be compared with the wounds she experienced before.

She mobilized the holy power in her to heal the wound but she could still feel her back numbing. She did not understand what was happening. Her holy mana should have healed the wound and purified any impurities within it.

Evira tried to stand but she once again fell to the ground in a kneeling position.

She then started to cough out blood and that was not always a good sign. She tried to neutralize the poison on her body but it was doing nothing. She could still feel her muscles numbing.

Destroyed Holy Knight