Nameless King

'ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ No(ve) l Bi n',

Whoooooooosh.

Krakos was heading somewhere along the long road of fire. Occasionally he was attacked by Dimension Guards, even Third Rank, but they didn't even get to him as the flaming threads burned them away, leaving not even ashes.

"Great. I'm there, now I just have to wait, don't I?" Krakos grinned while staring into the void.

It seemed to stop at a random point, but Krakos wouldn't destroy his zone if he wasn't sure it was necessary.

Whooooooooooosh.

Suddenly, two magical circles appeared next to him, in the void, and turned into portals. Two persons emerged from them, and on their chests was a star with the number 4. They walked slowly toward Krakos, exuding powerful auras.

"What are you doing here? You have no right to be on the edge of the world!" The man exclaimed with an angry look.

"Get out of here now, or we'll have to take action." The woman said in a menacing manner as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Hahaha, you're pretty funny. The frontier of the world? You and I know that's not true at all." Krakos laughed in a mocking way.

The man and woman frowned, but they did not attack.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Leave now." The man spoke with an ice-cold look as his hands were covered in purple flame, "You should take advantage of my kindness as I give you a chance to stay alive."

"Decided to move on to threats? How unexpected..." Krakos muttered as a smirk appeared on his face, "You Arkans want to control everything, but you failed once, didn't you?"

"Shut up!" The woman shouted as she clenched her teeth.

"You have spent so much effort to elevate yourself to become stronger than the gods! But, you were overtaken by a single human who discovered a new path to power! Ahahahahaha, that's bloody ironic!" Krakos grinned with an arrogant look.

The man's eyes went wide as he attacked Krakos, with all his might.
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"You've gone too far. I gave you a chance, but now it's over!" The man exclaimed as his fiery fist came down on Krakos.

Whooooooooosh.

Krakos took a step to the side as the attack flew in front of his face.

"Over the past few hundred years, you've relaxed. You think you're the strongest, don't you? Well, maybe the Nameless King is a unique creature, but to deal with you would be enough of me." Krakos grinned as he opened his mouth wide.

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

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Moments later, the man's head was in Krakos' mouth, then he clenched his jaws and the head exploded like a watermelon. The body fell in a fiery path and became a handful of ash, that mated in the vast darkness.

"Damn... It's been so many years, but Arkans still tastes as disgusting as ever... Well, at least you have quite a bit of energy in you, at smallest some plus." Krakos muttered while shaking his head as he spat out a blob of hair, skin, and teeth.

"What...? You just ate him...?" The woman mumbled with a trembling look as her heart was gripped by primal fear.

"Sure. However, you were less fortunate." Krakos said in a careless manner as he pointed at the woman with his long finger.

"What are you talking about?" The woman uttered while in disbelief as she took a few steps back.

"You have too much hair, so... I don't feel like eating you at all." Krakos said with a light sigh.

Crackle.

Suddenly blood came out of the woman's mouth. She looked down and her eyes went wide. Krakos' hand was elbow-deep in her stomach as his sharp nails clenched tightly around her heart.

"I think I'll take that from you." Krakos uttered before pulling his hand out with her heart.

Tap.

The woman tried to steady herself, but she was too weak as her whole body trembled, so she stumbled and fell into the darkness.
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Her heart was still beating, slower by the second.

"Agh... Something stopped me from wanting this..." Krakos sighed, shrugged, and threw his heart into the fire, "Why does this always happen? What you want so badly at one time, once you get it, loses all its value...? It pisses the hell out of me..."

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Suddenly the darkness in front of him shuddered, a few times, then it came back to normal.

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Krakos grinned and muttered, "Great. Looks like I don't have long to wait. I wonder who's behind all this? That guy's goals are definitely different..."

...

"Is this where...?" Marlis asked as she approached the end of the staircase of light.

"Yeah... The darkness hasn't dissipated, how strange... It looks like this is actually the last area on the way to Death Shore." Wain uttered with a confused look.

"Hmm? The last zone...? Your way is definitely kind of weird, by my calculations we had about ten different zones to go through..." Marlis uttered as she touched her chin in a thoughtful manner.

'Don't worry, it's not a problem, on the contrary, it means we've come to the right place.' Blind Sorcerer said with a sly smile on his face, 'Let me handle the rest, this gate needs a special approach.'

Whoooooooooosh.

Suddenly a gray mantle appeared on Wain as well as a tight eye patch.

'Hmm? What is that? So that wasn't your form...? Damn, how many powers do you even have?" Marlis muttered as she raised an eyebrow.

"Well, that would be a difficult question to answer. Step aside and don't distract me, I have something special to do now." Wain uttered in a calm voice, touched his eye patch, and removed it.

He opened his eyes, which were now amber instead of green. Deep within them burned a yellow flame that transformed into random shapes.

"Is that... The power of Chaos?! You possess it?!" Marlis exclaimed while in disbelief.

"Not really..." Suddenly his voice changed as if spoken by another person, "I'll need something else to open this gate."

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Wain smirked like a Blind Sorcerer and the left side of his gray hair turned blue and a blue flame appeared in his hand that could withstand even chaos.