Chapter 289 The Breaking Point ( 289 )

Kenjirou grinned, his weapon glowing with divine energy as he rushed forward, aiming straight for Javier's throat.

A full-powered charge.

But—

CLANG!

Javier parried the attack effortlessly, his Adamantite sword holding firm against the so-called 'divine weapon.' Unlike his usual self, there was no grin on his face, no playful remarks. Javier's eyes were pure, burning rage.

This was not a game. This was not a sparring match. This was war.

Kenjirou, expecting to see fear or hesitation, was slightly taken aback. But then, his smirk widened. "Oh? No jokes? No witty remarks?" He pressed against Javier's blade, sneering. "What's wrong, little brat? Too scared?"

Javier said nothing. He didn't care for words anymore.

At that moment—

The other summoned heroes moved.

The Assassin Hero, Shun, disappeared into the shadows.

The Archer Hero, Mirielle, aimed her glowing arrow at Gloria.

The Mage Hero, Emilia, chanted a spell, fire forming in her palm.

The Tanker Hero, Damian, charged forward like an unstoppable wall.

Their targets? Liana and Gloria.

Kenjirou glanced to the side as they moved, his grin turning disgusting. "Oi, at least spare the elf." He laughed. "I'm going to enjoy her later."

That was the moment—

Javier's killing intent exploded.

Liana and Gloria fought fiercely, their weapons clashing against overwhelming power.

Gloria's warhammer swung with brutal force, knocking back the Archer Hero's arrows and shattering the ground beneath her enemies. Liana's magic bow fired rapid, mana-infused arrows, piercing through the gaps in their formation. But—there were too many.

Javier, still locked in combat with Kenjirou, couldn't assist.

Liana gritted her teeth, quickly summoning an Earth Golem, its massive body rising from the ground to protect them.

But then—

The Tanker Hero, Damian, smashed straight through it, his divine armor glowing with unstoppable force.

"AHAHAHA! BITCH! THAT'S TOO WEAK!"

Liana staggered back, her mind racing for another counterattack—

Then—

Another enemy joined in.

"Well, well, they're just maids. What can they even do, anyway?"

A sinister smirk curled across the Assassin Hero's lips.

Javier—too far to stop it—saw it.

The Assassin Hero appear behind Liana and Gloria, who were still fighting off the others.

And then—

Stab.

Gloria's eyes widened. She froze. A cold, sharp steel blade pierced through her back, emerging from her stomach, dripping with blood.

"Glori—"

Liana barely had time to react—

Before she felt it too.

A piercing pain in her stomach. She looked down to see a blade sticking out of her abdomen.

The world slowed.

Liana's eyes trembled as she turned her gaze—

To Javier.

Her voice—weak, but filled with desperation. "...Young… master…"

Javier's entire body went cold.

Liana's legs gave out, her body collapsing toward the ground.

"Run…"

She fell.

And Gloria fell beside her.

Javier's mind went blank.

Liana.

Gloria.

The two women—the women he loved—were gone.

Javier stood frozen, staring at their lifeless bodies on the ground. His mind was blank. His chest felt hollow. Everything around him—the crackling fire, the mocking laughter of the summoned heroes, the scent of blood—faded into nothing.

"Damn it! I told you to leave her alive!"

Kenjirou's angry voice cut through the silence. He turned toward the Assassin Hero, clicking his tongue in frustration. "Damn it, control yourself next time!!"

Javier didn't move. He just stood there, the words, the laughter, the arrogance of these so-called "heroes" echoing in his empty mind.

They think this is a game?

His breathing slowed. Something deep inside him cracked.

First Limiter – Remove.

A pressure exploded outward. The air grew thick. The ground shook. Experience tales with My Virtual Library Empire

The heroes paused, their instincts screaming.

Second Limiter – Remove.

The pressure doubled. The air became suffocating, as if gravity itself had bent toward him.

Third Limiter – Remove.

Javier's body trembled violently, blood dripping from his lips. His bones creaked, his muscles screamed—his body wasn't built to handle this. But he felt nothing. His face remained completely blank. Expressionless. Emotionless. Just pure, cold emptiness.

Fourth Limiter – Remove.

The world shattered around him.

Then—

He vanished.

Before anyone could react—

The Assassin Hero felt something pierce his chest. His eyes widened—

Javier had appeared behind him. His blade was already buried in the Assassin's back.

And then—

He stabbed again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

A relentless storm of stabs, each one faster, harder, deeper. The Assassin couldn't even scream. His body convulsed, but Javier didn't stop.

Even as blood splattered across his face. Even as his hands were coated in red. Even as the Assassin's life slipped away.

Javier's blank eyes didn't change. Because this wasn't enough. They all had to die.

Every. Single. One.

Kenjirou's eyes widened in shock.

The Assassin Hero was dying.

But—that was impossible. He had a divine blessing. As long as his divine weapon remained intact, he would always be revived, no matter how many times he was killed.

But right now—

The Assassin was twitching on the ground, his body convulsing as Javier continued to stab without hesitation. Blood pooled beneath him, but he wasn't dead yet.

Kenjirou gritted his teeth. "Damn it! The brat's fast!"

"We need to move—NOW!" the Shield Hero, Damian, roared.

The other heroes reacted instantly, launching their attacks to save the Assassin.

The Tanker Hero charged forward, his massive shield glowing with divine energy. The Archer Hero unleashed a rain of mana-infused arrows. The Mage Hero conjured a sphere of fire, ready to engulf Javier in an explosion.

But—

Javier vanished.

Gone.

A second later—

He reappeared near Gloria's fallen body.

His blank, empty gaze fell upon her warhammer. Without hesitation, he picked it up. The massive weapon, far heavier than any normal human could wield, hummed violently as he poured a tremendous amount of mana into it.

The air around the hammer twisted from sheer magical pressure. The ground beneath him cracked, splintering outward from the raw power flowing into the weapon.

The heroes felt it. A chill ran down their spines.

"What… the hell is he doing!?" the Mage Hero whispered.

Then—

Javier vanished again.

CRACK!

The Assassin Hero screamed as the warhammer struck him from behind.

"GAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!"

Javier didn't stop. The warhammer, charged with an enormous amount of mana, struck again. And again. And again. Each impact shattered bones, crushed flesh, sent tremors through the air. Blood splattered everywhere—but the Assassin still wasn't dead. His divine blessing kept reviving him.

But Javier didn't care. He wasn't aiming to kill the body. He was aiming to shatter the divine weapon.

The Assassin Hero gurgled in pain, barely able to speak. "S…Stop…"

Javier didn't hear him.

With one final strike—

Crash!!

The divine dagger—his so-called "immortality"—snapped in half. The divine energy faded instantly.

The Assassin's eyes widened in pure terror. For the first time, he realized he was about to die.

Javier slowly raised the hammer again. His blank eyes locked onto the broken hero.

Kenjirou and the others watched in horror.

"SHIT—"

Then—

Javier swung down.

( End of Chapter )