At the beginning, unlimited skill tree!

If the dragon is defeated successfully.

This experience alone will be enough for them to brag about for the rest of their lives.

When they return victorious, there may be beautiful girls who will express their love to them.

And all this is brought to them by the man in front of them.

They know that the real power is not them, but these arrows!

And those arrows were all created by the man in front of them.

Not to mention——

The main force that covered most of the rain of arrows was also output by Arash.

For a moment, the soldiers looked at Arash differently.

There was a little more respect.

However——

Just then, Arash spoke: "Failed."

From that longed-for, powerful back came a voice that surprised the soldiers.

'Failed...'

How could it be... Obviously...

Everyone looked at the dragon, wanting to see how miserable the dragon was at this time.

However——

The three-headed dragon appeared in their eyes, just a little embarrassed, with some blood bursting from its scales.

Although the attack just now was fierce...

But the three-headed dragon is not susceptible to pure physical damage.

Only the true savior and the brave can defeat it.

Most of the wounds on its body were caused by Arash.

It can be said that...the battle has not made any substantial progress.

Although they have the upper hand now, as long as they cannot kill the dragon, the monster will sooner or later attack large human cities and destroy everything in sight.

Although the attack can break the defense...

But that's all!

"To defeat that monster, we need a more powerful attack!" Arash.

"More...powerful attack?" The archers, Claire and others were all overshadowed.

Isn't the exaggeration just now considered a powerful attack?

Stronger——?

With the rain of arrows shot by the army of Arash, the strong man, it can only cause some damage.

In people's cognition, the attack just now definitely surpassed the sixth step.

That was a real heroic battle scene.

If it surpassed six and reached the powerful combat power of seven, it would not be able to defeat the dragon.

Do we have to reach the eighth level of the gods to have a chance of winning?

At this time——

People did not see that there was still no despair on Arash's face.

He still had the last and strongest trump card!

And what are the gods and "rescuers" doing at this time?

They watched all this in the sky, and when they saw the injuries on the dragon, they all paused.

Somewhat surprised!

Who is it...! The dragon that even the gods could not kill was actually injured by humans! ?

The gods looked towards the direction of Arash in the lower world.

What on earth is that...

Chapter 657 A meteor! Stella! !

——Arash!

When the great hero of the East raised his longbow.

An inexplicable sense of solemnity echoed in Hermitos' heart.

He finally remembered where he had heard this name.

"There are countless people who shoot down stars, but only one person can shatter them." That was the evaluation of him from the mouth of Merlin, the flower magician.

The voice of the sage seemed to still echo in my ears.

Arash... a legendary figure who only appears in people's imagination.

A great hero of ancient Persia, a warrior of King Manuchehir, who was hailed as the last king of the Western God Age, ended the sixty-year war between Persia and Turku and brought peace and tranquility to the people of both countries.

The attributes of savior and hero reached their peak at this moment.

When Arash aimed his longbow at the three-headed dragon...

He held a completely different resolute mentality from before.

The dragon, which had lost consciousness, also vaguely felt the threat.

That was the throbbing from the instinct of life!

There are not many things in this world that can hurt it, let alone kill it.

But that sense of threat appeared so suddenly and so strongly.

It has been a long time since it turned into evil!

"Roar~!!" The dragon roared.

People seemed to hear a trace of fear and dread from the violent and vicious voice.

'Will a beast without reason also feel fear...? '

In the conscious world, people showed a look of astonishment.

Is it an illusion? !

Just as people were thinking like that.

"Stronger attack..." They heard Arash's murmur, and the slightly revealed smile.

"Sure enough, I still want to make people smile as much as possible, and keep smiling." Arash.

Not only familiar people, but also strangers, all people, lives, and hearts who avoid evil and promote good, if they can always be in happiness and peace, what a wonderful thing it would be.

Even if the world will never let it happen naturally.

But this is...

He deserves his proud life.

He offered praises and cheers to the ancestors who had passed away on this road, and now he will rush to the evil dragon that is ravaging the world.

Even if its appearance is a conspiracy of the gods.

But it wants to burn tens of millions of people to ashes, no doubt about that.

Such evil must be defeated.

(It would be a miracle if it could hold out for a few more minutes)

Facing the sea of ​​fire, Arash already had a calculation in his mind. In fact, in the face of this natural disaster where no miracle is allowed, it can block the path of the evil dragon.

As a human being, this is already worthy of praise.

And Arash is a heroic spirit...

There is no doubt that he has become a miracle in the eyes of people and has achieved miracles.

——We will persevere with the arrow rain for one hundred and eighty seconds until the end.

Leading a group of poor and weak humans, they perfectly escaped the gate of hell.

Now--

"In two seconds, I will use that..."

Hermitos and the others heard Arash say this.

"that!?

What is ‘that’? "

A special trick? Is it the hero’s ultimate trick?

Many people reacted quickly and realized that Arash might actually have the power to fight the dragon.

But what was that inexplicable feeling of oppression in my heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

There should be some price to pay, judging by his serious expression.

But since there is still such a bright and gentle smile on his face, it should be just a price that is not very important.

People also had some expectations for his next move.

Expect the hero to defeat evil, and expect justice to finally win.

It seemed to be responding to their expectations, so...

They saw it - the great scarlet bow, full, full, straining to open in Arash's hands.

"Is it coming?!"

It seemed that it took a long time for the bow to be opened this time, but it was actually only within two seconds.

But compared to the previous shooting that was so fast that only afterimages could be seen, Arash's attack was so long that people seemed to live like days.

...What terrible power he is accumulating!

The archers of Atlan also watched this scene with bated breath.

Until this moment, the gods in the sky, the soldiers on the ground, the people of the Theocracy, and even Claire and the others in the conscious world had not noticed how tragic this arrow would be after it was shot.

Until Arash's voice rang in people's ears.

"Leave it to me! That's a stronger blow that can really hurt or even kill that evil dragon!"

Then he shouted:

"My lord, the most holy as the sun!"

"O my Lord who bestows all radiance of wisdom, dignity, and strength."

"Please appreciate my sincerity, my faith, and my strength!"

“Behold, O Creator of the stars and the moon.

Witness my deeds, my end, the Spenta, Armaiti that I will accomplish! "

In the process of shouting out the Noble Phantasm's words of liberation.

...The skin on Arash's body, which held the long bow high, exploded and was filled with blood.

Before the blow was delivered, his body had already begun to destroy.

He smiled helplessly and took one last look at the Atlan soldiers who had briefly become comrades.

"After releasing this blow that risks my entire body, my strong body will immediately fall apart and shatter!"

Alas—what!

Before the last words were spoken, the archers listened to Arash's words and could no longer care about the impact and shock of the opponent's blood dripping at this moment...

Those last smiles and words caused inexplicable and powerful emotions to surge in the hearts of the soldiers.