Nameless King



Hundreds of Plants fled, they were terrified that a random attack of the battle between Polosa and Sven could end their lives forever. Even if Sven and Polosa were focused on each other, some of the attacks still flew past the target, and no one could protect the common people from them, almost no one.

"Hah, did you really take Sven's advice?" Osvald smirked, crossing his arms over his chest.

Marlis sighed, "Well, Sven's right, it's not Sven's fault these people started the battle. After all, the strong should solve their problems among themselves, while the weak should stand by and wait for their moment, hoping to reach the same level someday."

Osvald looked around, surveying the battlefields. Among the Plants, only those in the Fifth Chronicle were mostly left, the rest were slowly retreating.

'That's not surprising... Right now, in the middle of the Plant World, two creatures are fighting on the Transcendence Stage, and unfortunately for the inhabitants of this world, this is only the beginning.' Osvald muttered inwardly as his gaze grew darker, filled with a slight sadness that was unaccustomed to him.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Sven blocked all of Polosa's attacks, as the recoil from them brought destruction, whether it was stone pillars, fallen, or trees growing on the castle grounds. None of this mattered to Polosa now, she was willing to sacrifice everything but to destroy Sven, who humiliated her.

"Aren't you supposed to be stronger and faster?" Polosa smirked, "Is that really all the third of all Arkans can do? The great Sven Hellem, whom even the Progenitors fear?"

Sven didn't answer anything, he just kept blocking the attacks, each time gradually approaching the edge of the platform. To onlookers, they looked like two flashes that moved quickly from one place to another, leaving massive cracks and destruction in their wake.

Polosa's eyes flashed as a wave of red energy passed through her spear, turning into hundreds of red petals. They headed upward, split into several streams, and surrounded Sven, crashing down on him from all sides.

Whooooooooosh.

Polosa jumped away as her place was taken by the petals that like a thousand blades were about to pierce Sven and take his life.

Sven stopped, letting the petals surround him. He found himself in the center of a sphere of a thousand blades that had no intention of sparing him, they had one goal: to kill him.

Polosa smiled insidiously. She didn't expect this attack to kill Sven, she wasn't that naive, but she was sure it would be enough to seriously wound him and force him to use her trump card.

"Sven!" Marlis exclaimed with a worried expression, while the sphere gradually shrank, leaving no chance for Sven to escape.

Marlis's arms enveloped the green flames as she was about to intervene, but Osvald stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey... I understand that you're worried about him, but there are only a few people in this world that Sven would have trouble dealing with." Osvald said calmly, watching the fight carefully, "And, we both know that this spoiled queen is not one of them."

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

At the same moment, multiple white streaks appeared on the sphere, then it exploded releasing Sven, who swung his weapon at breakneck speed, slicing through each petal.

Polosa's eyes went wide, but, her confident smirk remained in place.

"Hah, idiot! Do you think just because you have the speed to cut through thousands of targets it's going to help you? You just doubled the amount of trouble you're in!" Polosa exclaimed with a mad grin as the cut petals headed toward Sven again.

Sven sighed as he stared intently at Polosa, making her flinch slightly at his strangely calm gaze.

"I just wanted to show you that you're not as fast as you think you are. Your speed is average among the Transcendence Creatures I've fought." Sven said coldly as the tip of his needle glowed brightly, gathering a large amount of energy.

"However, there was another reason. Now that the petals are so much smaller, I won't have any trouble destroying them in one attack, because after they split, they lost the energy of the spear, and only yours remains, right?" Sven said calmly as the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Polosa frowned, she wanted to tear Sven apart, but she didn't attack, instead, she jumped back.

'How predictable.' Sven smirked as he lowered the needle slightly, letting its tip touch the ground.

The streams of petals were already headed toward him, but as they got close enough, massive streams of white energy burst from the ground, destroying each of them and preventing them from recovering.

Step. Step. Step.

Sven took a slow step toward Polosa, spreading an echo that echoed in Polosa's mind every time his foot touched the ground.

"You merged with your spear, hoping to surpass me in physical strength, however, you must realize that's impossible. I'm definitely not the strongest or the fastest, but those stats are at a high level." Sven sighed as his silhouette blurred.

In a heartbeat, he appeared directly in front of Polosa, swinging the needle.

Polosa's eyes went wide as he reacted sharply, putting up a block with the spear. However, Sven's needle went through the spear with ease, cutting it in two and severing Polosa's left arm.

Whooooooosh.

While Polosa was in brief shock, Sven turned and plunged his foot sharply into her stomach, tossing her aside.

Sven's gaze moved to Polosa's arm, which was still in the air, slowly approaching the ground. Sven leaped sharply toward it, grabbed it, and released a large amount of energy from his palm, which at this density was a real weapon.

"No!" Polosa exclaimed, jumping out from under the rubble and trying to save her arm, but it was too late.

Crackling.

Sven clenched his fist as his energy shattered Polosa's arm into small pieces. The energy with several streams passed through Sven's shoulders, fluttering his hair while his cold gaze pierced Polosa.

"Bastard... How much energy did you use to destroy my arm... That amount must have been enough to destroy hundreds of Ents!!!" Polosa exclaimed furiously as her eyes filled with rage.

"Well... We both know it's no problem for you to grow a new arm, especially with that spear." Sven pointed to the spear, which was already intact, though he had just cut it, "However, it would take you a thousand times less energy to heal your arm than to grow a new one, wouldn't it?"

Step.

Sven stepped forward confidently, "Go, do it, but, don't forget that I can easily cut you apart whenever I want. Unlike the Nameless King's sword, your spear can be shattered, if only for a short time. Also, you can't wait for me to run out of energy, so you're trapped."

Polosa got goosebumps. Though she was Plant, she had fought many battles in her long life, perhaps she had more combat experience than Sven or even Wain. She knew Sven's words were true, she had no advantage over him that she could take advantage of.

Wain smirked slyly, watching the fight with pleasure.

'Hah, though she hasn't used her the Form yet, she's already scared. If Sven has instilled fear in his Transcendence Level opponent, then his victory is already evident, or rather, it is its beginning.' Wain said inwardly, hovering around the castle like the ghost he was.

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

The blood stopped flowing from Polosa's wound as roots emerged from it, which in a few moments transformed into a new arm, no different from the previous one.

"Damn... She made it so easy... Even though I have a strong body, I have to wait for even a simple scratch to heal. It's not bloody fair!" Osvald frowned.

Marlis chuckled, "Look closely at her face. It took her giving up more energy than summoning flowers, Ents, and the whole fight with Sven, even though she was creating energy blades with every attack."

"I see... Sven is draining her on purpose..." Osvald muttered as his mouth opened slightly.

Marlis nodded, "Polosa is no easy opponent, but Sven knows what he has to do. After all, his words are true, he will have to fight someone far more dangerous than Queen Plants."

Whoooooooooooosh.

Sven's silhouette disappeared as he found himself right in front of Polosa. This time she was ready as her spear was covered in a dense layer of scarlet energy, so Sven's needle couldn't cut through her spear like last time.

"Oh... You thought you could defend yourself against me? That was a mistake." Sven said calmly, while the recoil of the blow went through his body, "I don't have to chop your arms off to exhaust you. Something as simple as this will suffice."

Sven pointed his arm forward, Polosa prepared to defend herself, but before she could even blink, a long needle pierced her head, causing blood to rush outward.