Chapter 225

"Wait!" Elric shouted, stepping between Alex and the agitated villagers.

"Calm yourselves!"

"Elric, move aside!" Marcus demanded, his voice thick with panic as he gripped his pitchfork tightly.

His earthen clothes were stained with sweat, and his eyes blazed with a mixture of fear and rage.

"We must stop him before it's too late! God's anger is not something we can overlook."

"Think about what you're doing!" Elric implored.

"He saved our village from the wolves and offered to deal with the orcs! Is this how we repay kindness?"

"But at what cost?" Agnes cried out. "He is looking down at our gods. The gods will punish us all!"

Alex stood tall, his expression hardening as he surveyed the frightened faces before him.

"I think all of you are mistaken about one thing," he said coldly.

In one swift motion, he drew his sword, the blade gleaming ominously in the fading light.

"You may fear your gods, but perhaps you should fear me more. Do you truly believe you can challenge me?"

A hush fell o