Nameless King

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Powerful pressure came down on Wain as the monster was unhappy that someone was following him.

"Fuck... This is no good... Against Demigod I don't stand a chance. My head will fly off to the side like Axalt..." Wain muttered with a frowned look as he took a step back.

In response, the monster moved forward. Though the distance between them was great, such a fast and strong creature could overcome it in a few seconds and reach Wain quickly.

"Don't rush away... It won't attack you." The Abyss Artist muttered in a calm voice as his gaze became as sharp as a deadly blade.

"Hmm? What the hell are you talking about? You're safe as only I can see you, but I can't beat a monster on the Demigod Stage, no matter how hard I try. That's too damn bad!" Wain uttered with a serious look as he clenched his hand into a fist.

"Just watch..." Abyss Artist whispered and his eyes became as cold as millennia-old glaciers.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

A powerful pressure came over the monster that sent shivers down its spine. The monster was puzzled as the pressure was not coming from Wain, it was to the left as though from the tree beside him.

'Fine, now you can see me.' Abyss Artist inwardly muttered as his eyes went wide.

At the same time, the monster saw something terrible. It was a creature whose body was covered in a thick dark mist out of it were visible only two blue eyes that seemed to be able to devour the monster's soul with just a glance.

'What is it...? The monster inwardly muttered as it took a few steps back, 'Does this guy have a keeper or is it just an illusion...?'
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The monster looked at Wain, then at the tree, and turned into a dark flash that headed in the opposite direction.

'What happened? Did you scare it away...?" Wain asked with a confused look as he raised an eyebrow.

"Something like, it decided you weren't worth risking your life for. However, it might not work next time, so you need to get stronger as soon as possible. When you reach the Fifth Chronicle, a lot of things will change." Abyss Artist muttered as his aura calmed.

"Well... It won't be easy. My terms were not at all what I expected..." Wain muttered while rubbing his cheek, "I expected it to be something difficult, but in the end, I don't even know what exactly I should do."

[To evolve you must meet the following conditions]

[You must achieve 100% blood purity.]

[You must unlock the seventh form]

[You must become ??? or ????]

[You must get ????]

'Agh... Of the four conditions I've only done one as about two, I don't even know what they are.' Wain inwardly muttered while shaking his head.

"Don't worry. Your power is as unique as the situation, so there's no surprise in that. If you want to reach the Fifth Chronicle as soon as possible, you must follow one simple rule." Abyss Artist said with a serious look as he raised a finger, "Do whatever you can to become stronger, and then the power will find you. There's no point in thinking of an answer if you don't even know where to start, do what you can to do."

Wain was silent for a moment, then he nodded meaningfully as if he had decided on a plan for the future.

"Abyss Artist, tell me, why did you create a barrier between the Land of the Gods and the rest of the world? Why did Nameless King ask you to do this?" Wain asked in a slow voice while looking ahead.
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The Abyss Artist was taken by surprise at such a question, but after a few seconds he smirked and in a mysterious manner said, "You will know it when you reach the Fifth Chronicle, then I will let you see my memory."

"A memory...? Right, I completely forgot about that. What about the special skill?" Wain asked as he waved his hand.

After the appearance of the seventh form, there were many incredible events for which Wain was completely unprepared, so he had to learn about this from such a mysterious form as the Abyss Artist.

"I will reveal it to you during the recollection. It will have to happen at a special moment. Do you have any more questions for me or can we move on?" Abyss Artist asked with a calm look.

"Nah... I get it. Lands of the Gods is actually a dangerous place, but I'm used to it now I have no other choice anyway." Wain said while shaking his head as the seal on his palm glowed brightly.

Whoooooooosh.

A long dark sword appeared in his hand, its blade half-filled with purple runes that flashed from time to time.

"Gladius, the last shard we got was in Dragon World and I have a feeling the next one is here, isn't it?" Wain asked with a slight smile on his face.

At the same time, the Abyss Artist grinned and disappeared, joining the other forms in Wain's mind.

"Yeah. I sense where the shard is, it will be the last and most difficult. Are you sure you want to go after it right now?" Gladius asked in a serious manner.

"Sure. I'm just following the advice of my new friend. Finding your last shard is the only and most obvious way for me to get stronger, so let's do it." Wain said in a calm voice as a ripple rippled through the air beside him and a powerful stream of energy burst forth.

"Hah, okay. Then we must go there." Gladius grinned as he directed a stream of energy to the side to show Wain the way.

Wain looked straight there and his eyes went wide. In the distance was a massive white tree that glowed brightly while the roots of the tree were dark and exuded an ominous miasma.