That night, the world changed.
On the devastated battlefield, bodies were strewn about.
Among them, Clive lay lifeless.
The last A-Rank Hero… was dead.
And with that, the kingdom lost its last hope.
The system vibrated.
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[A-Rank Hero – Clive the Silver Fang Has Fallen!]
[Enemy Troops' Morale Collapses!]
[Effect: The Kingdom's Army Begins to Flee!]
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Reed looked up at the sky, blood pouring from his body.
This victory was not easy.
But now, the kingdom had no one left to oppose him.
Only one enemy remained.
The King.
Shia emerged from the shadows, her body still wounded.
"They fled," she said. "The royal army has lost its spirit. It is time to attack the capital."
Reed nodded slowly.
"It is time to end it all."
He turned to his goblin troops.
The goblins cheered, their eyes shining with madness and victory.
They had been waiting for this.
The moment when they would have their revenge.
The moment when the human kingdom would fall.
Reed raised his hand.
"We are heading for the capital."
He stared straight into the distance.
There, in the middle of the great fortress, the King waited.
And he would soon die.
That night, the goblin army marched toward the capital.
Their footsteps echoed on the ground.
The fires of war were not yet extinguished.
Not enough blood had flowed.
And Reed…
It was not over yet.
The footsteps of the goblin army crushed the ground.
The sky above the capital was dark, without a moon.
Only the light of torches and flames illuminated the cobbled streets.
At the top of the fort, the royal flag still flies.
But not for long.
Reed stood in front of his troops.
His eyes were full of killing intent.
"This is the end."
The walls of the capital towered high.
The kingdom's soldiers lined up on them, staring in fear.
They had lost their last Hero.
They had lost hope.
But they still had to hold on.
Inside the palace, the King sat on his throne.
His face was cold, but his eyes were full of anxiety.
Before him, the nobles trembled.
"We still have reserves!" one of them shouted.
But the King remained silent.
He knew the truth.
No one could stop the monster that had killed Clive.
And now it was at their gates.
BOOM!
The first shot went off at the city gates.
The goblins roared, charging fearlessly.
Arrows and magic flew from the walls.
But Reed was ready.
"Destroy them."
From the shadows, Shia darted.
Her dagger sliced through the neck of an archer on the wall.
From behind, the Goblin Shaman threw a large fireball.
BOOM!
The fortress began to crumble.
The royal army screamed, losing its formation.
The goblin army charged like a flood.
Reed smiled.
"Let's play this fast."
Battles broke out in every corner of the city.
Blood flowed in the streets.
But Reed didn't care.
He had only one target.
The King.
With great speed, he leapt from rooftop to rooftop, heading towards the palace.
Behind him, Shia followed in the shadows.
In front of the palace, the royal knights waited.
Their faces were full of fear.
But they stood their ground.
They wouldn't run.
Reed landed in front of them.
His eyes flashed sharply.
"Get out of my way."
But the knights raised their swords.
One of them shouted, "For the King!"
Reed sighed.
"Very well. Die, then."
The royal knights charge.
Reed greets them with dagger in hand.
Blood will flow again.
And after this…
The kingdom will truly end.