As the Undead defended the ruined city against the armies of frost monsters, three figures remained afar from the battle, glancing from the distance as things happened. They were not Frost Generals, but humans. However, despite being merely humans, they emanated a powerful aura of divine power, as they have received the divine protection of their gods.
A tall and blonde man wearing shiny white armor with a stoic face and blue eyes glanced at the scene emotionlessly, although deep inside his mind, he seemed slightly troubled about what was happening. Although he didn't mind killing Undead, he knew that the city inside had normal people. If the Undead were protecting these people, then weren't they not bad?
"Is this really okay? What we are doing… Is this truly the will of the gods?" He wondered, feeling doubtful.
"Oi, oi, are you beginning to doubt the church now, Jonathan? You should feel happy you've been forgiven from having loved that witch." Sighed a brown-haired man wearing black armor and holding a purple sword. His smile seemed cocky and conceited. "Now it's the perfect time for you to redeem yourself."
"Tch… Maria… She wasn't a witch, Julio." Sighed Jonathan, gripping his fists.
"If she wasn't a witch, then why has she came back from the dead as a monstrous ghost?" Sighed the third person in there, a gorgeous-looking woman with long purple hair and red eyes, wearing purple and red clothes. "Witches are despicable female magicians that have made pacts with the Demons and the Evil God, they're monsters. Another proof is that she now has become a monster."
"That's…" Jonathan muttered. "Maybe that ghost isn't her… or maybe…"
"You're still going on with this, Jonathan?" Sighed Julio, glancing at the woman, Anastasia. "You've been mostly saved because of your Title as a Hero, if it wasn't because of that, you would be long dead. The church is giving you an opportunity, TAKE THAT OPPORTUNITY!" Julio roared angrily, slamming Jonathan's chest with his hand.
"…Very well." Jonathan sighed, his face still seemed pained and guilty. Which only made Julio and Anastasia smile at his suffering.
"As three of the Heroes of the Empire of Light, we simply cannot settle for anything lower. It is already a shame we have to team up with a group of savages obeying an insane frost woman." Sighed Anastasia. "But that was also the will of the gods, so let us join together with them. Once we slay the common enemy, it will be easy to infiltrate and kill the Frost Queen later."
"Yeah, the Gods are watching over us and giving us all sorts of opportunities, it would be very stupid not to take them, Jonathan." Julio sighed, glancing at him with a smile one last time.
His purple sword began overflowing with magical prowess, as darkness and divinity merged together, generating a powerful aura around him. They didn't called him the Night Hero for nothing, one of the only Heroes in the Continent capable of wielding Darkness as his main element.
Jonathan sighed, as his golden sword started shining brightly. He had to move on. He couldn't simply… stay guilty all this time. For his family back home, his mother, his father, his siblings. He had to do this, even if it hut him. Even if the one leading these monsters and people could possibly be… his lover's ghost. He knew Maria wasn't here yet, but he still felt like he was betraying her.
"Maria's already dead, Jonathan, move on~" Anastasia giggled, caressing his chin, her dazzling eyes shone brightly, looking at him with an enamored look. "There are many other women out there interested in you, me included~"
"Anastasia… This is not the time for this." Jonathan, however, rejected her advances, gently moving her aside. "If… we are doing this, let's do it quickly." His aura exuded the power of light itself, shining brighter than the sunny skies.
Jonathan and Julio's auras contrasted with each other, generating a black and golden world around them. Anastasia sighed angrily, stepping back and readying her magic while raising her golden staff.
"Don't hesitate, Jonny!" Laughed Julio, rushing first.
"…" Jonathan sighed, rushing after him.
Two heroes with immense power stepped into the battlefield. Hundreds of skeletons and zombies noticed them, rushing towards them.
"[Abyssal Feast]!" Laughed Julio, unleashing countless slashing attacks with his giant sword, which emanated powerful, destructive black shockwaves everywhere.
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLAAAASH!
Dozens of Undead died on the spot, being completely turned into ashes in mere seconds. Julio continued slaying them easily while laughing.
"Hahahaha! Keep them coming! I am earning so much EXP! They're so weak but they give too much, don't they?!" Laughed Julio, slashing apart Undead mercilessly one after the other, and then slowly making his way into the city walls, were a giant metal slime undead protected it.
"Heh, I'll rip you apart in no time." He laughed, swinging his blade against Mercury with all his strength.
Mercury received the attack head on, as he was quickly sliced apart by the enormous slashing blow! However, his body swiftly regenerated and stuck back together…
"Huh?! That wasn't enough…?!" Julio furiously said, quickly noticing he was surrounded by many Undead once more. "Tch… Oi Jonathan, are you doing your job or not?!"
Jonathan was nearby, slaying as many Undead as he found. However, he still seemed sluggish. Julio knew that if he were to use all his strength, he could easily slay all Undead here, but he was purposedly doing it slowly.
"I am doing what I can." Jonathan sighed.
"You clearly aren't you fucking bitch!" Julio furiously said, kicking a skeleton warrior and shattering it into pieces.
"Move your ass and kill that thing! Its defense and regeneration are too high and I want to save my energies once we get inside the city." Julio smiled wickedly.
"A giant metallic slime undead?" Wondered Jonathan. "I suppose my light could purify it…"
Jonathan stepped forwards, unleashing a bright aura from his body and imbuing it into his sword through a special Light Sword Art.