Hero of Darkness-Novel

Everyone from their crew had a surprised expression because they knew how rare a monster with a Metamorphosis bloodline was.

The current bloodline Kahn had from the Uthraqiris, the 13th floor dungeon boss he and the subordinates hunted back in the day inside the Bromnir dungeon in Flavot city was only at SS Rank even after Kahn became a Saint.

It allowed him to take the forms of different creatures as long as he had the 100% bloodline purity.

But the only disadvantage it had was it was allowed until a certain rank. If Kahn ever wanted to transform into a legendary rank monster or even a dragon, he at least needed a mythical ranked metamorphosis bloodline or a monster specimen who had it.

“Master… you must get it. You can impart me the bloodline later and it will greatly help me increase the ranks of my Devourer ability.” said Omega.

[Human, give me that monster’s body. You can have the core but the body would be extremely beneficial to me.

If I eat the body and harness its bloodline… I should be able to transform into a humanoid form and also merge both the Basilisk and Draconian bloodlines more efficiently.] said Rudra in Kahn’s mind.

“Tch! It’s too risky. We’re in someone else’s territory.

We don’t know anything about this place and how things work here. Our interference would not go unnoticed.

It’s better to gather information first than act impulsively.” said Kahn in a somber tone.

“Plus there are too many people. A strong person appearing out of and saving the day while no one questions him happens only in fictional stories.

We can’t afford to leave a clue behind either because I’m sure they must have sent someone to track me in No Man’s Land.

They too would be coming this way. Any wrong move and all the top powerhouses of the Vulcan empire will start a crusade to hunt me.” he clarified with a thoughtful expression.

[It’s simple. You can just wait till it kills all of their forces and then kill it.

Or you can wait for them to kill it somehow and then just steal the corpse!

That way, you won’t leave any trace behind either.] suggested Rathnaar.

He already knew about Kahn’s divine abilities at this point so he decided to chip in an idea of his own.

“Let them kill it first?

How will they kill it?

It’s a beginner legendary rank monster and there isn’t even a semi-saint or a saint present here.” said Oliver who was carefully scouting the region around the battlefield while perfectly hiding in the sky.

“Should we interfere using some disguise?

These weaklings here would be grateful.” suggested Blackwall.

“No. It will create more trouble because our background isn’t clear to anyone.” said Kahn.

“But master, at this rate… all of the people here will die.” spoke Armin in a worried tone.

“That’s not our problem. We can’t go around saving every single person we meet in the street. These people are neither our allies nor our responsibility.

I’m done playing a hero and caring too much about others. We’d be putting ourselves at risk by interfering here in any way.

Plus, a saint appearing here out of nowhere just when I made a breakthrough will be more than enough to let them know that I arrived in the Vulcan Empire.” spoke Kahn.

Because acting like a hero or a savior here would be no different than how he saved Nicola and Elanev’s caravan at the border of Abyss Forest when he was new to the world or how he met and saved Szayel before reaching the capital.

“If I was reading a and saw this same plot happening every time the protagonist saved people in every new place he went to, I’d tell the author…” said Kahn as he looked towards the sky and spoke.

“That’s just lazy writing.”

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An hour passed as the battle continued between this Jatvuarym monster and the small army of the Vulcan empire stationed in this region.

Now, nearly 80% of the soldiers were wiped out and only those who remained only attacked from a long distance.

In the meantime, Ceril cast an illusion barrier that made them invisible to the eyes of others so all of them were just waiting for the battle to end.

“They’re still not retreating. Even the bravest warriors know when to step back. But they’re persisting despite the hopeless situation.” spoke Ronin who analyzed the situation.

“Then that means only one thing. They’re stalling for time.” spoke Jugram.

Just then, Oliver relayed a message to all of them.

[Be on guard, someone is coming!] said Oliver and hid himself in between clouds.

And in just 10 minutes… another army, just as big as the one that was wiped out approached while declaring their arrival to their remaining allies using warhorns.

Two gigantic red warships arrived, followed by over a thousand battleships carrying thousands of soldiers and artillery of war.

However… there was one figure flying in the air who was even faster than these warships.

This figure clad in green and brown armor while holding a sword in her hand flew quickly while her eyes had nothing but a furious gaze as he looked at the legendary rank monster.

“A first stage saint!” spoke Omega.

“So they were stalling the monster for her.” said Kahn.

Just then, the battleships that were already engaged in a clash with the Jatvuarym declared through their loudspeakers and informed their worn-down comrades.

“Your highness, princess Venessa Hos Sigfreed is here!” declared the crew of a warship.

At this declaration… the 30 thousand remaining soldiers were extremely elated.

“It’s done… we’re saved.” spoke a dwarven axe warrior who was clad in black and yellow armor.

“Finally! We can rest now.” spoke a mage who was a hybrid between human and wolfkin.

The flying figure finally arrived at the battlefield and looked around the battlefield. After she saw how many corpses were spread across the battlefield… her expression turned enraged and she declared to the remaining army.

“Rest now, brave warriors! I will take it from here!”