When a Filipino got Isekai'd with a twist!
(Volume 2 Pinoy Isekai)
"Only I can summon those!"
Chapter 17 : The secret of true strength!
As the dust settled, the group stood amidst the wreckage, panting and bruised but triumphant. The Goremaw lay motionless, its massive form a testament to the fierce battle they had just fought. Keith, still buzzing with adrenaline, looked around at his friends, their faces a mix of relief and exhilaration.
"Did we really just take down that thing?" Keith asked, disbelief coloring his voice. He glanced at Antares, who was catching his breath, his swords still crackling with residual energy.
Antares grinned, wiping sweat from his brow. "We did! And we did it together. That was some impressive teamwork!"
Dern Riona, still buzzing from her last-minute save, bounced on her feet. "I kicked that big guy right in the face! Did you see that?!" Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she turned to Keith. "And you! That punch was epic!"
Lycana approached, her expression a mix of admiration and concern. "You all fought bravely, but we need to check on the villagers and ensure everyone is safe." Her voice was calm, grounding the group after the chaos.
Let's adjust Keith's level and stats accordingly.
*System Notification*
Congratulations! You have slain the Level 200 Goremaw, one of the Four Pillars of the Demon God!
*Rewards:*
- Experience Points: 500,000
- Demon Slaying Badge
- Pillar's Bane (passive ability: +10% damage against demon-type enemies)
*Level Up!*
Your current level is 83. You have gained 30 levels.
New Level: 113
*Stat Increases:*
- Strength: +150 (from 80 to 230)
- Agility: +120 (from 70 to 190)
- Intelligence: +90 (from 60 to 150)
- Vitality: +150 (from 90 to 240)
*New Abilities:*
- Passive: Enhanced Strength (increased melee damage)
- Active: Demon's Bane (deals massive damage to demon-type enemies)
- Passive: Pillar's Power (increased resistance to dark magic)
With his newfound power, Keith feels a significant boost in his abilities. He's eager to see how his new stats and abilities will affect his performance in combat.
Keith nodded to himself, satisfied with his new stats. "Well, well, well, this place is an XP farm!!!" he said, a hint of a smile on his face.
After spending a few days helping the villagers rebuild their houses, the group decided to answer the emperor's summons. The villagers, grateful for their help, bid them farewell, thanking them for their bravery.
As they walked towards the giant double door, the group's dynamic was palpable. Antares and Dern Riona chatted about their battle strategies, while Lycana walked alongside Keith, discussing their plans for the future.
As they pushed open the grand wooden doors, a burst of light and cheers filled the air. The throne room interior was packed with people, all gathered to celebrate the group's victory. At the center of the gathering stood Emperor Ryker Marcellus, the First Emperor of the Viscohadan Empire, resplendent in his imperial regalia.
Emperor Ryker, a tall and imposing figure with a strong jawline and piercing blue eyes, stepped forward. His voice, deep and commanding, echoed through the room. "Ladies and gentlemen, nobles, and citizens of our great empire, it is my great pleasure to stand alongside the bravest heroes our realm has known. Keith, Antares, Dern Riona, and Lycana, your names will be etched in the annals of history as the saviors of our people."
The crowd erupted in cheers, whistles, and applause as Emperor Ryker continued, "By the power vested in me, I hereby declare you all as Heroes of the Viscohadan Empire! Your bravery and selflessness will be remembered for generations to come."
The group stood awestruck, humbled by the emperor's words and the adoration of the crowd. As confetti rained down, Emperor Ryker approached them, a warm smile on his face. "Your heroism will not go unrewarded. I shall bestow upon you the highest honors and rewards our empire can offer."
The atmosphere was filled with joy,
celebration, and a sense of new beginnings for the group, now hailed as heroes of the Viscohadan Empire. for the group, now hailed as heroes of the Viscohadan Empire.
Emperor Ryker smiled warmly as he gestured towards the grand banquet hall. "In honor of your bravery, I invite you to join me in a feast fit for heroes. Let us celebrate your victory and discuss the challenges that lie ahead."
The group followed the emperor to the banquet hall, where a sumptuous feast awaited them. The tables were laden with exotic delicacies, and the air was filled with the aroma of roasting meats and freshly baked bread.
As they took their seats, Keith couldn't help but whisper under his breath, "He loves banquets, just like a certain emperor I've met." He glanced at Antares, who raised an eyebrow, unsure what Keith was referring to.
Keith's eyes sparkled with amusement as he leaned in closer to Antares. "Just saying, Emperor Ryker's got a certain... flair for the dramatic. Reminds me of someone."
Antares chuckled softly, catching on to Keith's teasing tone. The emperor, oblivious to Keith's whispered remark, raised his glass in a toast. "To our heroes! May your bravery and determination bring light to a world threatened by darkness."
The group echoed the emperor's toast, clinking their glasses together as the banquet began. The atmosphere was lively, with laughter and conversation flowing freely.
As they dined, Emperor Ryker discussed their plan to defeat the Demon God, seeking their input and advice. Keith and his companions listened intently, their faces set with determination.
Despite the emperor's lavish hospitality, Keith couldn't shake off the feeling that this banquet was more than just a celebration—it was a precursor to the epic battle that lay ahead.
The night wore on, with laughter and music filling the banquet hall. The group enjoyed the emperor's hospitality, and in return, they shared stories of their adventures.
As the evening drew to a close, Emperor Ryker stood up, his expression serious. "Tomorrow, you will set out on your perilous journey to defeat the Demon God. I have every confidence that you will succeed, but I also know that the road ahead will be fraught with danger."
The next morning, the group gathered outside the palace, ready to depart. The citizens of the empire had gathered to bid them farewell, their faces filled with gratitude and admiration.
As the group mounted their horses, the crowd erupted in cheers. Children waved small flags, and the elderly bowed their heads in respect. The atmosphere was charged with emotion, and Keith and his companions felt a sense of pride and responsibility.
Emperor Ryker stepped forward, a small, intricately carved box in his hand. "Take this," he said, handing the box to Keith. "It contains a token of our appreciation and a symbol of our hope for the future. May it guide you on your journey."
With a final nod, the group set off, their horses' hooves echoing through the streets as they rode towards their destiny. The crowd watched them go, their voices carrying on the wind. "Farewell, heroes! May the gods be with you!"
The group rode their horses for days, weeks, and months, traversing through vast landscapes, from lush forests to scorching deserts, and from snow-capped mountains to treacherous swamps. Along the way, they encountered countless demons and monsters, each one more formidable than the last.
Their battles were intense and grueling, pushing their skills and teamwork to the limit. They fought day and night, often with little rest, and their bodies grew stronger and more resilient with each passing day.
As they journeyed, Keith's hair grew long and wild, framing his rugged face and accentuating his piercing eyes. His body, honed from years of combat, remained chiseled and strong, and his beautiful features still captivated those who laid eyes on him.
Despite the hardships, the group's bond grew stronger, their trust and reliance on each other deepening with each victory. Antares's swords sliced through demons with deadly precision, Dern Riona's kicks and punches delivered crushing blows, and Lycana's magical abilities supported and empowered her companions.
As the months turned into years, their levels rose steadily. Keith, now a seasoned warrior, reached level 1500, his stats and abilities a testament to his dedication and prowess.
Their journey was not without its challenges, however. They faced setbacks and defeats, and there were times when they doubted their ability to succeed. But they persevered, driven by their determination to defeat the Demon God and save the world.
After two and a half years of travel, they finally reached the Demon Continent, a landmass shrouded in darkness and teeming with malevolent energy. The air was thick with the stench of death and decay, and the ground trembled with the power of the Demon God.
The group knew that their greatest challenges lay ahead. They had already defeated two of the Four Pillars, powerful demons who served as the Demon God's guardians. Now, they faced the final Pillar, a being of unimaginable power and ferocity.
As they approached the Pillar's domain, the group steeled themselves for the battle ahead. They knew that this would be their greatest challenge yet, but they were ready. With a deep breath, they charged forward, their swords flashing in the dim light, their hearts burning with determination.
The battle was intense, with both sides exchanging blows and neither gaining the upper hand. Keith's long hair flowed behind him like a banner, and his eyes blazed with fury as he clashed with the Pillar.
Despite the Pillar's formidable power, the group held their ground, their teamwork and strategy allowing them to weather the demon's attacks. Slowly but surely, they began to gain the upper hand, their blows landing with greater precision and force.
As the battle raged on, Keith's level 1500 stats and abilities shone through, his strength and agility allowing him to dodge and weave around the Pillar's attacks. His sword sliced through the demon's defenses, striking true time and again.
As the battle raged on, the Pillar unleashed a devastating energy blast, its power coursing through the air like a tidal wave. Keith, his eyes locked on the attack, suddenly saw a young demon girl, no more than ten years old, stumbling into the battlefield. Her eyes were wide with fear, and her small body trembled with each step.
"Oh boy!" Keith exclaimed, his voice filled with concern.
In a split second, Keith made a decision that would change the course of the battle. Instead of dodging the energy blast, he faced it head-on, his body tense with anticipation. Lycana, who had been watching Keith's every move, noticed his actions and shouted, "You idiot!"
Without hesitation, Lycana cast a defensive spell on Keith, boosting his defenses to their maximum potential. The energy blast hurtled towards Keith, and he stood firm, his body glowing with the protective magic.
As the blast struck Keith, the young demon girl's eyes widened in horror. She stumbled forward, her small legs moving as fast as they could, and threw herself at Keith. Keith, anticipating her movement, opened his arms and caught her in a tight hug, shielding her from the blast.
The energy coursed through Keith's body, but Lycana's defensive spell held strong, protecting him from the worst of the attack. The young demon girl, safe in Keith's arms, buried her face in his chest, her small body trembling with fear.
Keith's eyes locked on the Pillar, his gaze burning with determination. He would protect this young girl, no matter the cost. The Pillar, sensing Keith's resolve, snarled in anger, its power surging to new heights.
The battle raged on, with Keith holding the demon girl tight, his body glowing with Lycana's defensive magic. Antares and Dern Riona fought on, their movements swift and deadly, as they worked to whittle down the Pillar's defenses.
As the fight continued, Keith's thoughts were consumed by the young demon girl, her small body trembling in his arms. He knew that he would do everything in his power to protect her, to keep her safe from the horrors of this world.
The Pillar, enraged by Keith's determination, unleashed a flurry of attacks, each one aimed at the human who dared to defy it. But Keith stood firm, the young demon girl safe in his arms, his heart burning with a fierce determination to protect her.
Lycana's eyes watched Keith with a mix of concern and admiration. She knew that Keith's actions were reckless, but she also knew that he would never abandon someone in need. The young demon girl, sensing Lycana's gaze, peeked out from behind Keith's shoulder, her eyes wide with fear.
As the battle raged on, Keith's grip on the young demon girl tightened, his body tense with anticipation. He would protect her, no matter what. The Pillar might have the power of the Demon God on its side, but Keith had something more powerful—his unwavering resolve to protect the innocent.
As the battle raged on, Keith looked down at the young demon girl in his arms and smiled. "Do you want to see beautiful lights?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
The little girl's eyes lit up, and she nodded enthusiastically. Keith chuckled and said, "Hold on tight, then!"
With a fierce determination, Keith charged up his skills, his body glowing with energy. His fists crackled with power as he prepared to unleash his signature move: Charge Punch. But this time, it was different. After reaching level 1500, Keith's body had undergone a profound evolution, transcending his previous limitations.
His body had become akin to a Homo Novus, a being that had transcended the boundaries of human potential. With his newfound physiology, Keith no longer needed to transform into Faiz to access his full power. His stats had reached their peak, and he was now a force to be reckoned with.
In game terms, Keith would be considered a maxed-out player, with his stats capped at their maximum potential. His strength, agility, and intelligence were all at their highest, making him nearly unbeatable in combat.
As Keith charged up his Charge Punch, his body glowed with an intense, golden light. The energy built up to a critical point, and then, in a flash of brilliance, Keith unleashed the attack. The Charge Punch hurtled towards the Pillar, a massive ball of energy that seemed to contain the power of a thousand suns.
The Pillar, sensing the attack's potency, tried to defend itself, but Keith's punch was too fast, too powerful. It struck the Pillar with incredible force, releasing a blast of energy that illuminated the dark landscape.
The little demon girl's eyes widened in awe as she watched the explosion of light and energy. "Wow!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with wonder. Keith smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction. "That's what I call fireworks," he said, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
The Pillar stumbled back, reeling from the impact of Keith's Charge Punch. The group took advantage of the opening, pressing their attack and working together to whittle down the Pillar's defenses.
As the battle raged on, Keith continued to hold the little demon girl, protecting her from harm. His body glowed with energy, his stats at their peak, and his determination burned brighter than ever. He would protect this young girl, no matter the cost, and he would emerge victorious against the Pillar.
As the Pillar stumbled back, its strength waning, it fixed Keith with a piercing gaze. "How?" it demanded, its voice filled with a mix of anger and curiosity. "How did a mere human achieve such strength?! How did you become so powerful?!"
Keith's friends, Antares, Dern Riona, and Lycana, exchanged worried glances. They knew what was coming.
Keith, a smirk spreading across his face, leaned forward, a hint of nonchalance in his voice. "Heh, you want to know, huh?" he drawled.
His friends shouted in unison, "No, Keith, don't say it!" But Keith ignored them, taking a deep breath before shouting at the top of his lungs:
"100 SITUPS! 100 PUSHUPS! 100 SQUATS! 10 KILOMETER RUN! EVERY DAY FOR 3 YEARS! THAT'S THE SECRET! IT'S NOT ROCKET SCIENCE, GUYS! JUST PLAIN OLD WORKOUTS! YOU CAN DO IT TOO, IF YOU WANT TO BE STRONG LIKE ME!"
The Pillar's jaw dropped, its eyes wide with shock and incredulity. Keith's friends face-palmed themselves, their faces a picture of embarrassment and exasperation.
"Seriously, Keith?" Antares muttered.
"Not now, Keith! Not again," Dern Riona groaned.
Lycana just shook her head, a mixture of amusement and frustration on her face.
The little demon girl, who had been watching the exchange with wide eyes, looked up at Keith with a mixture of confusion and admiration.
Keith, unfazed by his friends' reactions, gently set the little demon girl down and turned to face the pillar. "Time to finish this," he said, cracking his knuckles.
The group charged up their most powerful attacks, their energy building to a crescendo. With a fierce cry, they unleashed their attacks, striking the Pillar with a barrage of devastating blows.
The Pillar tried to defend itself, but it was no match for the group's combined strength. With a final, mighty blow, the pillar crumbled to dust, defeated.
As the dust settled, Keith's friends turned to him, their faces still bearing the marks of embarrassment. "You didn't have to say that out loud," Antares said, shaking his head.
Keith just shrugged, a smirk still on his face. "Hey, someone's got to spread the word about the importance of workingt. Bruh, don't forget your leg day!"
To be continued...