Nameless King

'Well, well, these two actually have quite a bit of potential. In twenty or even fifteen years, they'll be able to make potions that will increase blood purity by up to 90%. It's incredible.' Gladius uttered in an enthusiastic voice.

'Twenty years? Are you kidding me? They can do it in a year, at worst. What's more, I'm going to help them as much as I can. The bigger and more varied the zone, the better the ingredients will be, so it will definitely speed up progress.' Wain inwardly muttered as he swung his hand.

A spatial rift opened in front of him.

'If you want to improve the zone, you need to declare war on the other zone as soon as possible. That's the best option for development.' Gladius muttered.

'You're right, but before that, I have to get stronger. Even though it's been four months, I haven't used a form in battle yet, also I want to see what I achieve in the arena. Wain said before entering the gape in a confident manner.

One of his main goals was to open his seventh form, so to do that, he needed to enter the top 10 of the arena for Marlis to take him to Death Shore. Wain had been in arenas once before, but it was different for the Fourth Chronicle.

Whoooooooooosh.

In the pitch blackness, before Wain appeared two signs, one was a crossed sword that pierced the skull, the other was an ordinary sword that thrust through the crown.

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[Choose one of two Arens.]

[The left sign will lead you into normal arenas where everyone fights against everyone else without any rules, with different territories and elements.]

[Right Sign will open you the way to the Colosseum, a special area only for those who have reached the Fourth Chronicle. Fight here to climb higher in the Rating and receive unique rewards.]

"Looks like my choice is obvious, but before that, I need to take care of my privacy." Wain muttered as a white mask appeared in his hand that, in places, was covered in cracks.

'You're ready now, right?' Gladius grinned.

'Yeah. It's time to test what I've accomplished." Wain muttered as he touched the second mark.
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The sword with crown glowed brightly and turned into a golden door that immediately opened as though inviting Wain in.

"Let's go." Wain said before stepping forward.

p The golden light came down on him with such force that he had to cover his eyes with his hand for a while, then there was a loud sound of applause that came from literally everywhere.

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Wain opened his eyes as he saw the massive Colosseum with a tremendous arena that was more like a large-scale battlefield.

In the stands sat thousands of people who watched the battle with interest. From some of them came an aura so powerful that a shiver went through Wain's body.

Above the arena were two slabs of stone on which the names of the combatants, their Race, and Rating were carved in lights.

"Ned Stalecaller, Vampire, Rating - 965 and Remt Rapnor, Undead, Rating - 941..." Wain muttered before looking at the battling fighters.

The entire arena was already drenched in blood, yet Remt had not yet received a single wound. He was an assassin, and his azure dagger plunged into Ned's flesh time after time, causing a surge of blood to fly away.

"Hey, is that really all you can do?" Ned smirked in a mocking manner as he slicked his blond hair back with his bloodied hands.

"Shut up. You, vampires, are real monsters. How many times do I have to chop off your limbs for you to finally die?" Remt exclaimed as his silhouette blurred.

Remt turned into several shadows that attacked Ned from different directions. Each Clone was aiming at a vulnerable spot, be it his head, neck, or heart, but despite the danger of the situation, Ned didn't even try to dodge it.

Crackle.

The shadows hacked off the Vampire's head and arms and left many deep wounds on his body, bleeding profusely.

Bam.

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Ned fell to the ground as his head rolled to the side.
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"Bastard. I would have dealt with you long ago if it wasn't for your regeneration. You, vampires, are more monsters than people." Remt muttered with a contemptuous look as he stared at the stone slabs.

When one of the contestants lost, his name should have glowed red and gone out altogether if he died, but the fire on Ned's slab remained unchanged.

"Huh, idiot." The muscular man with the thick black hair that sat on the nearby tribunal said in a mocking voice, "You're an assassin. Don't you know that you have to crush a vampire's head to be completely certain of his death?"

"Ah...?" Remt's eyes widened while in confusion.

"Hey! You're not supposed to tell him! It's against the rules!" Someone from the back bleachers shouted.

"It doesn't matter anymore. Nothing will change from what I said anyway, but this guy will learn a lot. Every fight's got to be worth something, especially a loss." The man smirked while clasping his hands together.

'Defeat...? What the hell is he talking about?' Remt inwardly muttered, 'Damn... Gotta act!

Whooooooosh.

Remt realized something was wrong, so he decided to take advice and headed for Ned's head. Remt quickly got to it and stepped on the head with all his might.

"Ahahahahahaha, what a dumbass you are. How did you even get into the Top-1000?!" Ned's head suddenly said as a bloody thread appeared between it and his body.

Bam.

Remt's foot slammed into the ground, but the target was already elsewhere.

"How... How is that possible?!" Remt exclaimed with a furious look while looking at Ned, that completely recovered.

His arms and head were back in place, and the deep cuts were healing with incredible speed as though someone had sewn them up.

"I just use my regeneration like you use your speed, but you're as much of an assassin as I am a vegetarian." Ned waved his hand as he adjusted his head to get it properly in place.

"Well, you can still have fun with you!" Ned exclaimed as bloody swirls covered his arms with his aura increased tenfold.