Nameless King

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Nicole's aura grew steadily as if trying to consume Gaur, but it was easy for him to withstand such pressure.

He looked at her with a calm gaze as if she were an ordinary opponent who was not capable of making him use all his trump cards.

"Hah, it looks like Nicole is going to have the toughest fight of all. I haven't decided which of these two is stronger yet, but this Beastfolk will definitely put Nicole through some painful difficulties." Wain smirked as he watched them fight.

From his seat, there was a view of the entire area, though Wain could even see what was behind the woods or hills, he only had to use a little energy to do so.

'Hmm, Sarras has already won, Elegan has successfully defended the ice island, Frigus has forced his opponent to activate the Form and Nicole has engaged in battle with one of the enemy leaders... but what are these two doing?' Wain muttered internally as his gaze shifted to the snowy desert.

Frigus and Keira were fighting in the far reaches of the area, a dead zone where no one dared enter. Elsewhere there were dozens of monsters constantly fighting as well as Ferner who was quickly destroying intruders.

No one of Red Wolf's level stood against him, so he only had to move fast to defeat as many opponents as possible. He knew his task so his blades went through Constructs and Beastfolks time after time who thought it would be an easy win for them.

Crackle.

Ferner swung his blades, slicing the two monsters apart. His dark crystals were already completely covered in thick blood as well as part of his face.

"Agh... That's good, that's what I've needed for so long..." Ferner muttered with pleasure as he took a deep breath. A powerful bloody smell headed his way, filling his lungs and bringing a wide smile to his face.

Ferner had spent his entire life trying to grow stronger to solve the problems with the two elements in his body, so now was the moment when he could finally rest. Fighting against the others, Ferner finally felt like what he was - a monster.

'I don't know if I deserved anything for the trouble I went through, but now I can fully enjoy all the benefits of my situation.' Ferner smirked, stepped forward, and turned into a flash.

He appeared in front of two Constructs who were preparing to attack a group of monsters.

"What the hell?" One of them exclaimed, reacting quickly and pointing his cannon directly at Ferner.

Boooooooooom.

The shot came instantly, but Ferner was already behind them, like a ghost impossible to catch.

"Hah, you think an attack like that can hit me? It's ten times slower than just a step from Frigus!" Ferner chuckled before he swung his blades.

The sharp icy blades went through the Constructs' necks, cutting them off with ease. They didn't even have time to scream as their lives were instantly cut short.

"It's simple, very simple, but even so it only makes it more interesting to me, especially nice to get a bonus like this every time." Ferner smirked as he watched the two purple souls fly out of the Constructs' bodies.

Even though for him, a monster on the Absolute Stage, two souls of average Rating, gave almost nothing, he still absorbed them every time.

Compared to how much energy he needed, those two souls were even less than a single drop in the whole ocean, but Ferner enjoyed the process since he didn't have time for it before.

"Well, it looks like when he fulfills all his wishes, he'll be able to move on. That's good, I didn't waste so much effort on him, in the future Ferner will be very strong." Wain muttered with a slight nod then he looked to his left.

The only one of the leaders of the territories, or rather of all the warriors in general, who had not yet fought was Reto.

His territory, the magical forest, was being attacked by both Beastfolks and Constructs, but he paid absolutely no attention to it. His monsters, as well as the Dark Elves, handled anyone who decided to attack the forest with ease.

'Hmm... What the hell is he doing? If he's not fighting then shouldn't he be as relaxed as ever? Then, why did he decide to go that way?' Wain pondered, looking at Reto.

Reto was on the edge of his territory, next to the thorny vines on which Royal Grape grew. He just sat on a rock, staring at one point with a sharp gaze.

From time to time the ground trembled with explosions and streams of wind reached him that fluttered his hair, but nothing could make him look away.

"Come on, I'm tired of waiting. If it turns out that I just imagined it, I'll lose confidence in my intuition, I don't want that at all..." Reto whispered so quietly that no one could hear him even if someone was near him.

Time passed, the battles across the Void continued and all the strongest warriors must have been occupied by their opponents by now.

Crackle.

Suddenly there was a crack in the air as if there was a secret door at the back and a dark dagger appeared through it. Gradually the crack widened and a dark silhouette tried to pass through it. Step by step, the passage grew wider until the secret intruder was able to pass through it completely.

It was a man with pale skin and violet eyes. His body was concealed by a long black cloak through which passed bony blades from his knees and elbows.

With a wave of his hand, the man closed the passage and looked around.

"Fine... All went well..." The man muttered with a slight smile as a shiver passed over his body due to Reto's intense gaze.

"What the hell..." His eyes went wide as he couldn't believe that someone was waiting for him.