The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin - Chapter 43: Luckily I'm Out Of This Job

“Watch carefully. This bag contains the bones leftover from the roast lamb you guys had before.” Myza raised a bag in his left hand.

“Mm.” Liu Ji nodded.

“And this jar holds the blood drained from the lamb,” Myza continued, raising the jar in his right hand.

“Uh-huh.” Liu Ji nodded again, thinking that the contents might be made to use blood pudding or something similar.

“Now, here’s a pit. All we need to do is…” Myza began, throwing both the jar and the bag into the sand pit and then covering them with sand.

Before long, a sheep skeleton crawled out of the ground. However, it now looked more monstrous, with sharp teeth, menacing horns, and spikes all over its body.

“Whoa…” Liu Ji involuntarily backed off.

“And if you smash this thing…” Myza said, punching the skeletal sheep in the face.

With a crisp sound, the skeletal sheep shattered into pieces and slowly sank back into the ground.

Then just a few moments later, the skeletal sheep emerged from the sand again.

“And if you want to get rid of it for good,” Myza continued, raising his crystal staff and smashing the skeleton repeatedly until every bone was crushed into dust.

“So, you have to smash it this much?” Liu Ji’s mouth twitched. “Good thing we’re in the desert. If there was a city nearby…”

“A long time ago, a certain duke destroyed my homeland and killed my family for a mineral vein.” Myza smiled. “So, I created this moon on his land…”

Liu Ji blinked several times. “Um… I won’t ask about the rest. Did he die peacefully?”

“Rather peacefully.” Myza smiled. “A maid he had tormented crawled out from his castle’s backyard, biting a few of his servants to death. The servants bit a guard, the guard bit his pet dragon, and eventually, every living being in the castle turned into skeletons, including the duke himself.

“Later, his son came to personally burn him to ashes. Oh, and his son also turned into a skeleton in the end.”

“Oh, wow, a classic zombie disaster.” Liu Ji shuddered. “What happened after that? After you got your revenge?”

“After, huh… Haha, well, things got out of control.” Myza chuckled, walking over to a spot and sitting down. There were two neat rows of tombstones that had been dug up.

“Initially, I just wanted revenge on the duke who destroyed my family, those behind him, and the Grand Arcanist of the Sanctum who conspired with them,” Myza said with a bitter smile. “But I might have gone a bit too far. After losing control of this moon, it almost turned the entire world into a graveyard of skeletons.”

“And then?” Liu Ji asked. “Did you figure out a way to contain it?”

“No. At that time, I didn’t care about anything.” Myza looked up at the sky. “I had lost everything. My compatriots, who left our homeland with me, died one after another due to the long-term consumption of contaminated seafood. Even if the world were really destroyed, I doubt I would have cared.”

“Then…” Liu Ji mused for a bit. “Did the hero of that era come?”

“Yeah, she did,” Myza said, gently touching a tombstone beside him. “Alone, with a sword, covered in blood, exhausted but driven by sheer willpower, she came to me.”

“Ah? Wait, did you lose?” Liu Ji asked.

“Haha, sorry, but I can’t lose.” Myza smiled. “This sounds boastful, but I might be the toughest ‘calamity’ this world has ever faced.”

As he said that, gazed upward, pointing to the blood moon in the sky. “Because, even if you kill me, it won’t disappear.”

“So, the hero simply couldn’t defeat you?” Liu Ji asked in surprise.

“Exactly. A hero wouldn’t be able to deal with me. It would have been better if they had the Sanctum of Arcane Arts come up with a solution.” Myza chuckled. “As I mentioned before, a so-called hero is just an individual combat power against calamity. In essence, it’s a ‘plan’ derived from historical experience.

“To ensure this plan works, high-level officials and the Sanctum provide just the right amount of support, like companions, equipment, reinforcements, etc., to ensure the hero can defeat his enemies without growing too powerful and becoming unparalleled.”

“Listening to this… it sounds like a hero is destined to be discarded after use?” Liu Ji frowned.

“Why do you think they summon heroes from another world instead of choosing a native?” Myza asked.

“Wait, they choose a native?” Liu Ji was surprised. “Then why? What’s the difference?”

“Because the ritual to summon a hero is essentially a spell, but one that requires a massive cost and is extremely complex. It’s so complex that no one has been able to decode or modify it since,” Myza explained. “The person who created this spell, the founder of the Sanctum of Arcane Arts, the greatest archmage in history, deliberately designed it this way.

“And the spell, while nominally a hero summoning spell, actually uses the vast majority of its resources—90%—to create the effect known as the ‘Blessing of the World.’ Drawing a suitable candidate from another world to bear this blessing is just a designed side condition,” Myza explained.

“As for why it was designed this way,” Myza shrugged, “no one knows what his thoughts were at the time. But if you want an answer, I think you could consider the opposite; what would happen if a hero emerged from any one of this world’s races or factions?”

“Then… that faction would dominate the world?” Liu Ji suddenly understood. “So, from the beginning, heroes are destined to be gotten rid off?”

“Exactly,” Myza said with a smile. “A hero who dies bravely while resolving the crisis is the kind of hero everyone likes.”

“Ah…” Liu Ji’s lips twitched. “I never thought I’d be so glad to have lost my job before even starting.”

“Haha, at the time, the heroine who came to kill me had a similar reaction to yours.” Myza chuckled. “After learning that killing me wouldn’t save the world and listening to my talk relating to heroes, I still remember what she did…

“This was exactly it,” Myza said as he raised his staff and cleared his throat before dramatically slamming the staff onto the ground and shouting in a high-pitched voice. “Screw this! I’m done! Just kill me already!”

“Ah? It was actually a heroine?” Liu Ji was surprised.

“Yes, a heroine, which is rather rare.” Myza chuckled. “Who, by the way, became my wife later on…”