Reincarnated Hero System

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In the infinite darkness, a young man who looked not a day older than eighteen, sat atop his on his throne, his elbow resting on the armrest and his chin propped up on his palm.

His left iris glowed with a bright blue colour as he parted his lips and spoke, his tone laced with hints of disappointment.

“A pity.

He didn’t detect the Time residues even till the end.”

Looking at the bright blue-coloured rune sigil that floated exactly one centimetre above his palm, he continued.

“Well, he has missed this blessing.”

With those words, the rune sigil floating on his palm that was the Blessing of Time skill he had created a few hours before, dissipated into nothingness.

The man then turned his eyes in another ‘direction’, his gaze piercing through space-time as he locked on two figures who were discussing something in a secret base and grinned.

“How about I ‘join’ their little chat?”

The instant he spoke, his body disappeared from the darkness, with the place returning to silence once more.

◇ ◇ ◇𝗈𝐕𝓁xt.𝑐𝑶𝓂

Salcana Mountain

Ilaford Region

Vuwhax Country

Southern Beta Continent

February 3rd

Year 1053

Towering majestically amongst the clouds, the colossal peak of the Salcana mountain stands proudly as one of the tallest mountains on the planet Aidos.

Its 20,000-metre-tall snow-capped summit glistened under the golden rays of the sun, commanding awe and reverence from all who were able to gaze upon it.

If one were to ever reach the pinnacle of this titanic mountain, one would be met with an amazing sight—a massive gaping hole resembling the caldera of a volcano.

Legends and tales echoing through the land whispered that the mountain concealed a slumbering fire within its depths, but not many had actually been to the top to confirm if this was true.

The reason being, the government of Vuwhax strictly forbade anyone from daring to climb this mountain.

It was even a written law in the country’s constitution, that climbing the Salcana mountain was equivalent to a felony.

This decision was greatly influenced by the people who reached the top of the mountain centuries ago; the three Sovereign Level existences that originated from Vuwhax.

Even still, the Ilaford Region still benefited greatly from the mountain harnessing its allure to foster a flourishing tourism industry.

Right now, at the top of this mountain, stood a brown-haired man who possessed a rugged charm. He had slit brown eyes and a slightly pointed nose adding to his distinctive appearance.

His oval-shaped face was framed by a small stubble on his chin, which he occasionally stroked with a contemplative expression.

He wore simple yet practical attire, consisting of a sturdy tunic and trousers, along with a leather belt that held a normal-looking sword at his waist.

This man was someone who Troll Emperor Yetu would definitely recognize at first glance; the Sixth Finger of the Demonic Hand, Seith Beddoe.

Standing beside him, was a young woman with an ethereal beauty, with her pale white hair and matching eyebrows, complemented by her striking brownish-red eyes. Her slightly pointy elf ears added an enchanting touch to her features.

She sported a stylish bob-cut hairstyle, with a prominent bang in the middle of her forehead and two smaller strands framing her face.

Her attire consisted of a short dress that revealed a glimpse of her legs, while a medium-sized robe draped over her left shoulder, adding an air of mystique.

Unlike the man by her side, she bore no visible weapons, yet if anyone were to appraise her, they would be left in both awe and disbelief.

This woman was someone known to the world as one of the few thousand ‘Living Legends’, a half-elf, half-spirit who commanded powerful Earth Manipulation abilities, and mastery over swords, bows, and staves.

She held the epithet ‘Earthborne Sentinel’, and her name was Cellica Madris Berzon.

However, she also had another face that the world was unaware of.

Cellica was also an Executive of the Demonic Hand; it’s ‘Fourth Finger’.

This was a piece of information that would do more than just ‘shock’ the world if it were to ever get out, and her case was also one of the reasons why the Demonic Hand wanted Evan, who knew of the identities of the organization’s executives to be killed.

Like her, some of the Senior Members and other Executives had other identities that they used out in the open, and these identities came with power and influence that could be jeopardized if it was discovered they were members of the Demonic Hand.

Anyway, as for what these two executives were looking for at the top of this mountain on this fine afternoon; they were supervising the massive ritual magic that was going on in front of them.

The powerful Legendary Level Cellica, had caution and even a hint of fear in her eyes as she directed her gaze towards the ‘entity’ that was no more than a dozen metres away from her.

In front of them was a gathering of over two hundred Epic level great Mages, with about five Legendries mixed in, forming a vast circle around the open caldera.

With their feet planted firmly on individual five-ringed magic circles, they synchronized their energies and focused their minds on the ritual magic they were casting.

Above them, suspended in mid-air, loomed a colossal six-ringed spell circle, adorned with intricate ancient runes and emanating dense amounts of ether, magic and nature energies.

After a few minutes, the spell was concluded and the lights of the spell circle died down as it faded into shards of light.

However, everyone here present remained silent.

The 200 Demonic Hand Senior Members who just cast this spell, and even the two executives present.

No one dared to move.

The Mountain top was so silent you could hear a pin drop.

They all remained silent, watching with bated breaths, until—

“ZZZZZZ…”

—that loud snoring sound rang out.

At that instant, relief washed over the faces of all those present. Cellica held a hand over her chest and heaved a deep sigh of relief, while Seith released the tension in his shoulders.

All the demonic Hand members surrounding the open hole of the mountaintop instantly took distance away from it, but they could not hide the joy on their faces.

Why were they all visibly relieved and showing joy?

It was naturally because the Tier 6 large-scale containment barrier spell formation they had just used succeeded in keeping the ‘entity’ in a deep sleep.

The legends of Vuwhax say that the Salcana Mountain concealed a slumbering fire, and these legends were not too far off from the truth.

When the Three Sovereigns of Vuwhax who reached this mountain top centuries ago came down, they were asked if there was magma at the top like other Volcanoes.

They replied with one line.

“It might have been better if it was just full of magma.”

Cellica, a being who could use the power of World Law doctrines also had that same thought as she looked at the thing in front of her.

“…It’s huge.”

Something that looked like a living creature was there. It was so ridiculously large that it was honestly just absurd.

It was the head of a reptilian creature. Its eyes were closed. Its nostrils inflated occasionally in tune with its breathing, sending gusts of warm wind to the top.

The head alone probably exceeded the size of a football stadium, and not just the pitch, but the stands and everything else included.

Its body was folded to be able to fit into the mountain, part of it even digging all the way into the ground.

The two Demonic Hand executives didn’t even bother thinking about the full length of the thing in front of them, something that was straight out of the Legends to them.

“I had heard the stories, but to think they really existed.

There’s a lot about this world that even we don’t know about.”

Seith’s voice rang that was still tinged with shock rang out as he spoke to Cellica, and the woman nodded in agreement.

“And to think that this is just one of them…

The thought that multiple of such creatures exist in this world gives me mixed feelings of fear and joy.”

“Why?”

In response to Seith’s question, the half-spirit expressed her reply with a breath of exasperation.

“I’m happy that we’re not going to be so defenceless when the Demons arrive, making it easier for our plans to work, but I shudder in fear every time I think about the possibility of all of them becoming active at once.

Even worse if they come for us, who have the Designation of ‘Enemies of Aidos’.”

The Dragon Race as people knew it, had many subspecies under it.

Dragonkin, Wyrms, Wyverns, Pseudo Dragons, and actual Dragons themselves, which like every other race, had many breeds; normal, High, Greater, Arch, Elders, and Ancients.

And there was what was in front of their eyes – [Ouroboros].

|Name- Ashe Iremith

Race- Elder-Breed Ouroboros Dragon.

Gender- Female

Level- 897

Existence Level – Sovereign (Superior)

Titles- Ouroboros of Fire and Earth, Defence Mechanism of ‘Aidos’. |

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