Every boy has undoubtedly had the dream of becoming a hero.
Maybe it was because of an exciting story, maybe it was an unexpected turn of events in a dream, or maybe it was the longing brought about by someone in real life...
In short, every boy must have had the time when they picked up a branch on the side of the road, made it into a wooden sword, and then used that sword to do what was right.
Of course, as time goes by, the pull of reality will slowly strip away this wrong idea, making the boys who are growing up realize that the so-called hero is just a dream, an illusion, and in the end, everyone still has to return to their ordinary everyday lives.
But this only happens to ordinary people.
Because they don't have special powers, they gradually give up dreaming and accept reality.
But for those who are born with special powers, even those who can be said to stand at the top, becoming a hero is no longer a dream.
As long as you work hard, you can reach it.
That person is the Third North God, Alexander.
As the son of the Second North God, Alexander was influenced by his father and grandmother from an early age, learning about the stories of so-called heroes and evil kings.
What his father said was the little-known legend of the hero North God Kalman.
What his grandmother said was the story of the fearsome evil king of the Demon Continent, the Undead Evil King Atofe.
Deeply influenced by the two, Alexander was born loving the stories of heroes and evil kings, and also dreamed of becoming an absolutely strong being, becoming a part of the story.
Of course, the story that influenced Alexander the most was not the story of the hero and the evil king told by his grandfather, the First North God, and his grandmother, the Undead Evil King Atofe.
What he loved and cared about most since he was old enough to understand things was another story, with the same name of North God Kalman, but a different hero story.
That was the legendary story of the Second North God.
In the story, the Second North God embarked on a journey to make the name of North God Kalman, the true hero, famous all over the world, helping people and defeating strong enemies everywhere.
His existence definitely cannot be regarded as justice, because he has no intention of helping others, nor does he want to get rid of evil thoughts.
Although as a result, he saved others, rescued countries, and was thanked by many people, that was just the way things turned out.
In essence, the Second North God's battle was only to spread the name of North God Kalman and let the world know the story of North God.
In other words, the reason why the Second North God fought was just to show off his own strength.
He had no reason to fight, nor did he have an evil king that he had to defeat, and he could not be considered a hero.
But Alexander believed that the Second North God was a hero.
After all, the Second North God was once regarded as the strongest being for a long time.
That's right, the strongest being.
What Alexander wanted to become was such an individual.
Not starting with the goal of becoming a hero, but eventually becoming a hero admired by everyone, not for good deeds for the sake of justice, but ultimately shaping the strongest.
Alexander longed for such an existence.
So he started imitating his father's existence from an early age.
Although the Second North God, as a father, did not approve of Alexander imitating him at all, because the Second North God believed that his past path was wrong and not the right path.
But Alexander didn't think so. He firmly believed that his father in the past was the real hero, the coolest partner of justice in this world.
So, he also hoped to become the same person as him.
Every night when he was a child, what he dreamed of before going to bed was to fight with the goal of becoming the strongest like the Second North God, and eventually become a hero.
This idea completely reached its peak after Alexander discovered his talent in swordsmanship.
It was as if his dream had come true. He felt that he was getting stronger bit by bit every day, and he realized that his talent was gradually being released.
Because of this, unlike most people who gradually realize that heroes are just fantasies and eventually return to reality, Alexander not only did not get rid of the fantasy of heroes, but instead was more deeply immersed in the fantasy, in short, he became a complete daydreamer.
Of course, he is a daydreamer with strength, or rather, his talent is far more exaggerated than imagined.
As long as you put in enough effort, you can get the corresponding reward.
If this is not talent, there is no so-called talent in the world.
He quickly became the next best North God Style Swordsman after his father, and he even believed that as long as he continued to train, he would be able to surpass his father sooner or later.
That's how things were supposed to happen.
However, what he didn't expect was that one day, his father, the Second North God, suddenly left without saying goodbye, leaving only a letter allowing him to become the Third North God and the King Dragon Sword that the Second North God had always carried with him.
Alexander couldn't understand his father's actions, and he didn't think he had the strength to surpass his father.
So he tried to find his father, but he couldn't find him no matter what.
In desperation, he suddenly recalled his childhood dream, recalled the story of the Second North God Kalman, and realized that he already had the ability to realize his childhood dream.
So, he started walking the path of the Second North God again, hoping to complete the same great cause as the Second North God to prove that he could also become a hero like him.
In that case, maybe one day, his father would appear in front of him and give him an approving look.
Thinking like this, Alexander went from the Demon Continent to the Millis Continent, and from the Millis Continent to the Central Continent, and from the Central Continent to the Begaritt Continent...
He experienced many adventures, completed many heroic deeds like the Second North God, and saved those people who were in trouble.
Countless people looked at him with worship, gratitude, and respect.
Alexander was even more convinced that he was right. As long as he continued like this, sooner or later, he would be able to become a hero like, or even surpass, his father.
His journey finally came to the Maze City of Labyrinth.
As in the past, he instinctively wanted to destroy the maze where the monsters were entrenched in order to prevent the threatening monsters from harming innocent people.
Although he didn't do all this for justice itself, but to realize his dream of becoming a hero, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his idea, and it did indeed make him who he is today.
However, the complexity of the Maze City was far beyond his imagination. Even with the name of North God and the King Dragon Sword, he couldn't conquer the maze alone.
Just then, he met that boy named Shirou.
The moment he saw him, Alexander realized that the other person was like him, with the same color.
If this was in the Heroic Tale of the North God, then the other person would definitely be his partner, an important person who could help him become a hero.
Alexander therefore walked together with Shirou and became more convinced of his judgment.
If it's Shirou, he will definitely be able to understand him and become his partner...
Alexander once had such an idea and insisted on believing it until the end.
However.
The pain in his body came from all over, and every nerve seemed to be screaming in pain, describing the intense feeling when it was about to break.
His vision was affected by blood, and he could no longer see the road ahead. His ears were ringing, and his shaking brain was like a mixer, constantly vibrating.
This was the first time in Alexander's life that he had been in such a situation.
As the holder of the King Dragon Sword, he had never been put in such a situation in his life, and he never believed that he would be made to look like this.
But the reality is that he was defeated and suffered a miserable defeat.
Moreover, the one who defeated him was none other than Shirou, whom he originally believed in, believed that he could understand him and become his partner.
He really wanted to ask -
Why?
Why can't you understand my thoughts?
Why are you unwilling to become a partner of justice? Unwilling to be my partner?
Alexander forcibly supported his painful limbs. Even for an Undead, the pain he felt at this moment could almost be said to pierce his soul.
Under the dual pain of body and spirit, Alexander's heart was filled with only indescribable anger.
Unacceptable, unable to accept such a result.
He was clearly the hero, the partner of justice, how could he lose to the claws of evil?
Heroes never lose.
Even if he is crushed to pieces, he must crawl up from the ground and launch another challenge to the evil existence!
In an instant, Alexander's strong anger made him unwilling to stop his movements even when he felt the strong pain in his body. He used all his strength to swing the big sword in his hand.
Unable to accept, unable to agree, and even more unwilling to admit defeat.
At the end of all these emotions, he tightly grasped the sword in his hand, gathered all his strength, and deeply lowered his waist.
He wanted to release everything he had, whether it was his anger or his unwillingness to lose, he had to let the person in front of him taste it, taste his pain.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
At the moment when Alexander was gathering the power of the King Dragon Sword, Shirou immediately noticed that something was wrong.
Some terrible danger is approaching.
Therefore, while letting Paul and others hide behind him, he projected the Heavens Feel, Seven Rings that Cover the Sky, blocking all the wind pressure and gravity waves outside.
But even so, the feeling of fear as if death was coming did not disappear.
The fear of near death was still being produced.
He can't back down here, if he doesn't go all out, he will really die!
The moment Shirou had this thought in his heart, he no longer hesitated. He simply gave up releasing the Heavens Feel, Seven Rings that Cover the Sky, and instead held the Excalibur in his hands with both hands.
He recalled the actions of King Arthur Artoria using this weapon, gradually raising the sword over his head bit by bit, and gradually releasing the power in the Holy Sword.
Two extremely terrifying forces began to gather in the depths of the maze.
Alexander's King Dragon Sword, and Shirou's Excalibur.
The two Holy Swords were each producing the most exaggerated power vortex, and were about to engage in a world-destroying collision to determine the final victory.
Alexander was the first to act.
He raised the King Dragon Sword over his head and shouted loudly:
"Right hand on the sword."
"Left hand on the sword."
As the voice fell, the magic power of the entire maze seemed to transmit the vibration of the deep valley, and a stillness like before a storm enveloped everything.
In the next moment, vortex-like energy began to emerge, which was a roar that almost tore everything apart.
"With these two arms combined, destroy all the lives in the world, and give the only death."
Alexander held the King Dragon Sword in the upper position, and declared with his final strength: "I am North God Style, Alexander Leibach."
"This is, Absolute Slash!"
As Alexander's voice fell, the gravity magic had completely reversed the gravity of the entire maze. Whether it was people or things, they all began to float in the air.
The only ones still standing in place were Alexander himself and Shirou.
Yes, after gathering the power of Excalibur, Shirou received the blessing of the Holy Sword, so he completely ignored Alexander's gravity magic.
At this moment, he even felt that he was not holding the sword, but that the Holy Sword itself was controlling him.
The power of Excalibur was beyond imagination, and it contained abilities that even Shirou himself could not fully control.
He didn't know what that power was, and he didn't want to know.
For him, there was only one thing to do now, and that was to unleash all the power of the Holy Sword to protect the people he wanted to protect.
"Excalibur (Excalibur)!"
When Shirou swung the sword in his hand, what appeared in the depths of the dark maze was a dazzling light.
The dazzling light was like a flood. At a speed exceeding the limit, it rushed towards Alexander, who was holding the King Dragon Sword, with extremely exaggerated fluctuations.
In the face of this flood of light, the Absolute Slash that Alexander swung with the King Dragon Sword was like a firefly compared to the bright moon.
It was too dim and had no light at all.
Until he saw the light hitting him, Alexander didn't seem to have reacted to what he was witnessing.
And, what kind of great power he was facing.
At this moment, he finally woke up from the illusion of being a hero, and was instantly knocked back to reality from the heroic dreams of his childhood.
He clearly realized that he was not a hero and could not become a hero.
Because, fragile humans are destined to be unable to cross the terrifying high wall.
Even if ants try their best, it is difficult for them to reach the boundless starry sky.
At this moment, Alexander lost.
He not only suffered defeat in his body, but also completely lost in his spirit.
He lost everything.
"Boom!"
After the flood, a huge ditch covering half of the Maze appeared in the depths of the Maze, just like the Holy Sword Avenue of the Milli
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