The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World Chapter 742- A Single Strike Takes Care of Everything

Standing beside her, with his golden wings still unfurled and his white cloak fluttering amidst the violent winds, his golden eyes burned with the radiance of the sun. The man was none other than one of the heroes of humanity, Reinhardt the Divine Paladin.

For a moment, Leona fell into a daze. It felt like a dream. At this last hour before her life faded away, this was indeed the image that had flashed in her mind: the man she wanted to see before she died.

Reinhardt did not even spare the enemies a glance. His entire focus was on Leona. After dispersing the demons’ attacks, he slowly lowered his sword and looked at her deeply.

"You’ve done enough."

His calm voice carried an unquestionable authority.

"Don’t throw your life away."

Leona was in a daze. At this moment, she could not hear his words. Her attention was on his hand holding her wrist.

Then... she slowly looked up.

Golden hair. Those gentle golden eyes. The familiar aura.

There was no mistake. It was really him.

For a long moment, she remained in a state of disbelief.

"Am I dreaming?"

Hearing her silly words, Reinhardt couldn’t help but smile.

"Do I look like a dead person?"

His casual joke instantly shattered the suffocating tension.

Leona blinked, then blinked again. Before she realized it, the corners of her lips had begun trembling, and a smile of relief bloomed on her face.

"Idiot."

At this moment, her voice lacked its usual sharpness. In fact, it almost sounded... bashful.

Leona hurriedly looked away, pretending to compose herself. However, the faint blush creeping across her beautiful face betrayed everything. The usually cold and dignified Valkyrie, a bonafide tsundere, had completely forgotten to maintain her aloof demeanor.

"You... you’re really alive?"

She knew it was a foolish question. But she still couldn’t help but ask.

"I’m as alive as I can be," Reinhardt chuckled. "It’s just that I was delayed due to certain circumstances."

Leona’s brows immediately knitted together.

"Delayed? What happened inside the Altar? Your soul disappeared without warning. Your body... it suddenly entered a complete stasis. There was no breathing or heartbeat in your body. It was as if time itself had stopped around you."

She spoke with solemnity. Her silver eyes contained unconcealed worry.

"At that time, we tried everything. Even the saintess used her most powerful skills, but to no avail."

Reinhardt scratched the back of his head, an awkward expression on his face. How could he have guessed that he would suddenly be pulled inside the world of dreams? That said, he was quite touched by Leona’s concern.

"It’s a long story. I’ll explain everything later. For now... I’ll just say the Altar showed me something I wasn’t expecting."

Leona narrowed her eyes. She clearly wasn’t satisfied with such a vague explanation.

"That’s it?"

"That’s it."

"You call that an explanation?"

"..."

"..."

A brief silence followed.

Leona sighed.

"You really are impossible."

The two exchanged a small smile. For that fleeting moment, the battlefield, the war—everything faded into the background.

Reinhardt looked at Leona from head to toe. Her once immaculate armor was riddled with cracks. Blood stained nearly every piece. Even her breathing remained uneven after receiving his healing.

Seeing her in such a state, a stern glint flashed deep inside Reinhardt’s eyes. Though his expression softened the next moment.

"I’m glad I made it in time. If I’d been even a little later, it would’ve been a disaster."

He looked directly into her silver eyes. His words carried no exaggeration, only genuine relief.

Hearing those words and looking at Reinhardt’s half-relieved, half-helpless expression, Leona’s heartbeat skipped. A crimson blush slowly spread across her cheeks.

She immediately crossed her arms and looked away.

"T-That’s obvious. I am a level 9 extreme knight and one of the seven most powerful commanders of Solaris. There is no way I would die. You should be thinking about yourself. You are the Commander of the First Division of Dawnbringer and yet you join the battle this late? Making your subordinates worry for over a month, you dare call yourself a hero?"

Although she spoke in her usual proud and stern tone, the slight tremble in her voice completely betrayed her feelings.

This time, even Reinhardt could sense it.

This woman meant something else and was saying something else.

He found it quite amusing.

"Sorry."

The single sincere apology made her ears turn even redder.

Leona coughed lightly.

"I..."

But before she could speak...

"You insects!! You dare ignore us?"

A furious roar erupted behind them. The three Demon Generals glared murderously at the man with two pairs of golden wings, their faces twisted with rage.

"Have you already accepted death? Human filth!"

"Enjoy your reunion while you still can. We’ll butcher both of you together!"

The demons, with their overblown egos, started clamoring the moment they felt they were being ignored. The two other artificial demons also stepped forward. Their monstrous killing intent flooded the battlefield.

Reinhardt’s mood was instantly dampened. He slowly turned around, the smile receding from his face. When his golden eyes calmly swept across the five enemies, they immediately felt a cold shudder.

Then he spoke a single word.

"Silence."

The next moment...

BOOM...

He unleashed his presence.

An overwhelming aura erupted from his body. It descended upon the battlefield like the judgment of the heavens. The air became impossibly heavy. The earth groaned.

The Demon Generals’ expressions froze instantly. Even the insults caught in their throats. As for the two emotionless artificial demons, their movements visibly stiffened. Their screams of danger rang through their minds.

For the first time since the battle started, fear surfaced in their hollow eyes.

"Let me clean up the battlefield first."

Reinhardt spoke, turning away from Leona.

Before Leona could respond, his four magnificent golden wings beat once, and his figure flew through the air, instantly appearing high above the battlefield. He swept his eyes across the five enemies below.

Looking at the three Demon Generals with their unique appearance and powerful presence, his eyes carried a slight surprise.

"Ancient blood."

As a demon-exterminating specialist, Reinhardt knew a great deal about demons. Although exceedingly diluted, he could still sense traces of an ancient bloodline flowing within their bodies.

"So they are survivors from the Great Demon Prison."

From Sir Giacomo, he understood a great deal about the demons that had escaped the Hollow Earth and destroyed the kingdom of Lunaris, one of the Seven Great Kingdoms. Their appearance matched the description he had received.

What’s more, he also understood the true nature of the Hollow Earth. The massive subterranean space that the kingdom of Lunaris liked to call Hollow Earth was actually a place used to seal demons in the ancient era, also known as the Great Demon Prison. There were a few of them spread out all over the world.

The Eighth Heavenly King had been sealed inside the Great Demon Prison hundreds of years ago. After the fall of Lunaris, they had all escaped from the prison.

After looking at the three Demon Generals, Reinhardt shifted his gaze toward the other two opponents with equal presence. Although their bodies looked abnormal and Frankenstein-like, the black demonic markings etched beneath their skin left no room for doubt.

They were clearly the product of...

"The Organization..."

Reinhardt’s voice turned colder. He immediately recognized their origin. Unlike the unstable experimental subjects he had encountered beneath the Labyrinth a couple of months ago, these two were complete, or one could say successful, products.

Their bodies were stable and their auras flowed naturally, unlike the ones who broke down after a bit of fighting. The Organization had perfected the process.

Leona’s voice also reached him at this moment.

"Reinhardt, be careful. These experimental subjects are different. I’ve fought them for several rounds. They don’t feel pain and they adapt frighteningly fast. Most importantly, they can now freely use demonic energy."

Reinhardt nodded slightly.

"I understand."

After a careful inspection of his opponents, he smiled. It was not a pleasant smile, not for the demons.

"I’ll say this only once. You demons are vermin."

The rage and contempt he had been suppressing flooded out. The Demon Generals frowned.

"You exist only to spread misery, to slaughter, to corrupt... So your kind needs to be exterminated thoroughly."

A dangerous light flashed in the eyes of all the demons.

"You..."

They were all enraged, but Reinhardt continued without the slightest hesitation.

"Now that I am here, I will clean you lot. Don’t think that you can negotiate with me. I don’t pity demons, nor do I consider your lives worthy. I won’t even waste time asking questions."

His voice became colder with every sentence.

The demon extremist stood up to his name.

"The only good demon is a dead demon."

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere froze. Even Leona looked toward him speechlessly.

To say that in front of the faces of the Demon Generals and all demonkind...

Meanwhile, the expressions of the Demon Generals gradually twisted.