An 18-year-old young man said to another young man, "The world belongs to young people." 

This scene actually looked a little strange, but Gilroy was completely fooled.

Mike saw Gilroy's state and immediately struck while the iron was hot, "Maybe I can help you this time, but what about the next time? What about in the future?

"I will eventually grow old or even die.

"When the time comes, who will help you?"

Hearing Mike's words, Gilroy was startled. Mike was right, who will help us when the time comes?

"Remember, the only ones who can help you will always be you!"

'The only one who can help us... is me?' Gilroy thought as he lowered his head to look at his hands, and his eyes slightly widened.

Just like that, a small seed had been planted in the heart of a young man.

"That's right..."

Gilroy raised his head to look at the heroic posture of Timus who currently fought in front of him.

He clenched his fists and said with a firm gaze, "This time, your disciple has helped us. It's already an extremely rare miracle.

"But we can't rely on miracles forever!

"If miracles happen every day, then it won't be considered a miracle!

"Miracles must be created with our own hands!"

Hearing Gilroy's words, all the surrounding soldiers became excited and felt their blood boil once again.

Young soldiers were always so easily infected.

Fortunately for this time, it was for Mike's benefit, so he let out a sigh of relief.

'Great, I've finally fooled these young people. This way, I don't have to die. As for whether these soldiers will die or not, that's none of my business. Even if that soldier named Gilroy dies, the other soldiers will continue to rush forward to snatch the Sword of the King. As long as they snatch the Sword of the King, the balance of victory will definitely tilt towards the humans,' Mike spoke to himself.

As for Gilroys's life and death...Who cares? In any case, Mike did not care.

In this parallel world, Gilroy was not a great hero. He was just a small and unremarkable soldier. If he died, so be it. This was not important at all.

With this thought, Mike nodded with satisfaction. He pointed at Angelina Sabrina in the middle of the battlefield and commanded the soldiers.

"Go, take back the Sword of the King in her hands!

"As long as we have this weapon, the strength of these soldiers will be greatly increased.

"When the time comes, victory will belong to us!"

Mike deliberately said this sentence.

After all, he was not sure if one really needed to know this effect to take effect. It was better to say it just in case.

Meanwhile, Gilroy muttered to himself, "The Sword of the King, huh..."

In the next moment, Gilroy's eyes became even more determined. He raised his foot and walked forward without hesitation. He did not even bring his weapon that he had thrown on the ground earlier.

Everyone could see that he intended to snatch the weapon from the hands of the Elven Queen, Angelina Sabrina!

At this moment, all the surrounding soldiers looked at Gilroy with excitement in their eyes.

At this moment, Mike asked the rest of the soldiers a question, "Why are you all still standing here?"

"Huh?" The soldiers were slightly stunned, they did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

"You guys should follow him. If Gilroy dies, you guys have to continue his legacy." Mike said, matter-of-factly.

The soldiers looked at each other in confusion and then asked a deep question, "Didn't you say that he was the new hero? How can a hero die?"

"..."

Mike was once again stumped by the question, but turned towards the sky again and quickly operated his brain. Once again, he thought of a phrase that could fool these soldiers.

"Do you think that heroes are destined by the heavens?"

"No!"

With an incomparably determined gaze, Mike slowly scanned the faces of every soldier around him.

"No one has ever been born a hero!

"You can also be a hero!"

At this moment, every single one of these soldiers became greatly shocked. No one knew if the 'You' Mike referred to was towards all of them or someone else.

However, everyone subconsciously thought that he was referring to each individual personally!

I can be a hero too!

At the thought of this, the soldiers all showed a determined expression and followed Gilroy's step by step to the center of the battlefield.

Finally, there was no one around Mike, he breathed a sigh of relief again.

'Great, I've finally fooled them all. There shouldn't be any problems now!' Mike thought once again. 

It did not matter if all the soldiers died, he just needed to fool a few more soldiers. After all, Angelina Sabrina was currently fighting with Timus. Under such a high-intensity battle, Angelina Sabrina could not maintain a high observational ability.

As long as she had a moment of rest, one of these cannon fodders would be able to succeed.

With that, the humans would be able to win this war, and he would be able to save his own life.

Perhaps the hero who had successfully snatched the Sword of the King would thank him. When he thought about this, Mike nodded his head in satisfaction, and then he took a few steps away from the battlefield.

Let those idiots do what they had to do.

As for himself, well…

Survival was more important than anything else.

…

At the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, both the human soldiers and the elven soldiers had basically stopped fighting.

It was not because they were afraid of fighting. It was because this battle was too intense. The wind from the collision of weapons was enough to suffocate them.

They could not get close at all!

They could only stand far away, leaving an empty space in the middle for Angelina Sabrina, and Timus to fight one-on-one!

This time, everyone's attention was focused on the two of them. The swords that were constantly brandished collided with each other, and it produced metallic clangs.

Countless spells flew out from their hands and scepters which continuously exploded around the battlefield.

The storm-like attacks made everyone so nervous that they could not move.

Was this... a battle between the strong?!

However, just as everyone's attention was focused on the two of them, a figure suddenly walked out from the crowd.

He was Gilroy!

At this moment, Gilroy had endured the raging storm, and walked forward step by step. With every step he took, he felt as if his skin was being cut open by a knife.

This was just the wind caused by the collision of weapons, but it had already made Gilroy feel extreme pain.

However, he still gritted his teeth and walked forward, because he knew.

That he was the new hero!

This war must end by his hands!