The Max Level Hero Strikes Back!

Grell Orfan, who had the grand name of the Death Lord just because he had reached the 8th Circle, but… They were all the same to Davey.

Davey became a little curious.
He asked, “Do you call yourself the Death Lord, too?”

“Death Lord? Ha! I have transcended such a trivial position a long time ago; I have become God itself from the moment I was able to see the flow of the world!”

Perserque looked at the old man like he was pathetic, and Davey felt a headache coming on.
He groaned, “This one is worse.”

It was quite funny how these guys were nowhere close to being a Grandmaster but were calling themselves the Death Lord.
The power that Davey had gotten back was at the 8th-Circle, but this wasn’t even half of the power he had at the Hall.

Whoosh!!

After provoking the old man, Davey felt an invisible power grabbing him and throwing him into the air.

The old man only waved his hand, but he was controlling every inch of Davey’s body.
In fact, he was only using his fingers.
He was showing Davey that it was extremely easy for him to throw a human up into the air.

“Be careful what you say, you dirty servant of God.
One sentence could save a lot of lives.
I am disappointed if your judgment is so bad that you can’t even see who is the almighty here.” The old man took a step forward, continuing to say, “Daphne, the Saintess who had tried to stop me, died in my hands.
She was a substantial servant of God.”

“What?” Davey stopped smiling.

* * *

“You killed who?”

The old man scoffed at Davey’s calm question.
He declared, “Has her name been forgotten after all these years? Saintess Daphne, that is the name of the servant of God whom I’ve killed.”

“No, I don’t care about that.
You were the one who killed that woman?”

The old man stayed silent.
However, his black eyes shone at Davey’s incredulous question.

“With that kind of power?”

Crash!!

The invisible power holding Davey up in the air swung him toward the wall without any hesitation.
He crashed painfully.

Crash!! Crash!!

The old man quickly followed up that attack by holding onto Davey and pressing him into the ceiling.
Then, he slammed Davey against the ground over and over again.

Infuriated by Davey’s words, the old man snapped, “Be careful of what you say, servant of God.”

“…”

“Don’t forget that I can kill you with just the flick of my finger.” With that, the old man reached out his thin hands and muttered, “Alright, I can’t help it if you want to die.
However, you will not be able to die painlessly.
You will wander in deep pain for an endless amount of time, and I will make your soul disappear when your mind has been completely destroyed.”

“So, what is it that you want to do after going through all of this to resurrect?” Davey asked with his body limp.

“The extinction of disgusting human beings.
This land has been full of dirty human lives for a long time.
Now, it is time to end it.
It seems that most of my loyal servants have been left asleep underground in these ancient ruins.”

Davey forcibly twisted the invisible energy that was holding his body.
He groaned, “So cliche and no fun.”

‘I thought you would have some interesting things to say since you’re an ancient being.’

“You don’t even have life vessels.
Just die here,” Davey said.

The old man’s eyes shone.
Saintess candidate Alice, who was holding his soul, would also be caught up, but it was safe to assume that her life had ended from the moment she had turned away from God.

“Mortal, I am the true Immortal.
Do you really think you will be able to kill me because I do not have a life vessel?”

“Enough about that immortal crap.”

“An ignorant person who cannot tell the difference between Heaven and Earth must be punished.”

[I sentence you to death.]

The simple incantation affected the surrounding mana, which was moving all over the place and was stopping Davey from using magic.
The mana then flowed into him, causing the invisible pillars to vibrate and engrave a nasty curse in him.

“The Curse of Death… Be thankful for even witnessing such a curse.”

Davey watched the curse slowly suffocate him.

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‘Hm, surely I would die if I was ambushed with this.’

However, the old man was, unfortunately, forgetting one thing.

“Hm?”

“Is it cool?”

The Curse of Death had surely been engraved in Davey’s body, but why wasn’t it working? The old man took a step back as Davey walked toward him nonchalantly.

“Now, I’ll tell you two things since it’s no fun hiding everything.”

Davey grabbed the old man’s hand and placed it on the part of his chest that was not pierced with a pillar.
He asked, “Now, you can see it, right?”

“…” The old man was shocked into silence.

“You can now see who you are up against, and who is standing in front of you right now.”

“What is… This…”

Davey stared into the old man’s confused eyes, then he opened his mouth to speak.
“The reason your curse is not working is simple.”

Considering the nature of a curse, a lower level curse would become absorbed by one of a higher level and disappear.
This was assuming that a higher level curse was at play.

“N… No way… A power like this cannot be in your body unless you are a God?!”

“There is a curse that a dark mage far beyond your power has put on me.”

[Rejection of Flow]

This curse allowed Davey to escape the flow of destiny.
It looked like an advantage, but the price of this curse…was that Davey would always be an outsider who couldn’t receive God’s protection.
He was completely disqualified from entering the ring of reincarnation where the soul circulated, and this was an additional condition: if Davey died before being able to accomplish achievements that would be enough for him to enter the Hall, his soul would disappear after being ripped to shreds, or he would wander the Earth for eternity.

There was no way a simple curse such as the old man’s would work on Davey when there was something like this on him.

“That’s why I’m immune to most curses, you ass.”

Even before the old man could move, Davey forcefully reached his hand over and grabbed the jewel embedded in the old man’s forehead.
Smiling as the old man struggled, he said, “Let’s see how long you hold out.”

“W–Wait?! S–Stop! I told you to stop!”

“Ah, whatever!!”

‘You would only add to the confusion when you leave.
Just die here quietly if you are going to be no help in the later battle with the World Tree.’

[If you want to save your lost little lamb, you can interfere as you wish.
I wish that you will be able to show your will through the will of your contractor and dealer.]

[9th level Holy Magic]

[Strengthened Body]

[God’s Index Finger]

[Grand Holy Fire Ball]

Once again, God’s index finger crushed the old man’s entire being like it had come down to earth.
However, unlike before, a flash of light that had combined with God’s will and synergized with the sacred item’s power, which had been activated by Rinne, also fell onto him.