Nameless King

Blood dripped from Virion's body from multiple wounds as several streams of blood covered the ground beneath him with a crimson disk. His face was contorted with pain and his hands trembled violently as he struggled to hold the sword in his hands, though it was as light as a feather to him.

However, his gaze was calm as he was completely sure of what he was doing and the sly smile on his face confirmed it better than anything else, so Wain took his time stopping his opponent as this could be another trap.

"Hah, what is this guy going to do? Does he really want to stab himself? That's crazy! Hahahahahaha!" Alucard exclaimed with an excited expression as his laughter spread out in waves hundreds of yards around him.

"Looks like he's going to use some unique skill... but was it worth getting so many wounds for?" Gael muttered while rubbing his chin. He knew that many people had used such skills, but it seemed to him that it was too late for something like that.

Wain stared at Virion intently, unwilling to attack. From the beginning Virion's actions seemed weird to him, for there was no sense in getting wounded, so strange a feeling consumed him, 'Well... What is he up to?'

"You asked me when I would show my last trump card, right? Well, that moment has arrived! Just watch me take your powers and end your life!" Virion exclaimed before pointing the sword blade at his chest.

His words were loud enough for everyone to hear every word clearly. Sven, too, was one of them as in an instant Virion's words penetrated his mind, provoking Sven into a veritable storm of multiple thoughts.
'What...? He said he would take Wain's power? Does he actually have a way to do that...? No, it's impossible, there are no Legendary Artifacts in his ring as to do something like that he needs something even rarer than this.' Sven thought as suddenly his eyes went wide, 'Wait...really...?'

At the same moment, the blade plunged into Virion's chest completely piercing it as the sword entered his body completely, leaving only the sword's guard outside. However, there was nothing sticking out of his back, as if the blade had disappeared.

'He pierced his heart...?' Gael muttered inwardly as he frowned, 'No... That sword was not designed to wound flesh, it went straight to his soul...'

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Suddenly space trembled as a huge sphere appeared above Virion, it was like the core of a massive star, burning brightly with white flame. It only took a moment for everyone to realize that it was Virion's soul.

"Hah, I've seen it many times, but this is the first time I've looked at it in reality..." Virion muttered as he raised his head. His soul had actually left his body and considering how badly he was hurt, he had no more than a minute to get it back into his body or he would die.

'What...? Was he doing all this to separate his soul from his body? What the fuck...?! Why did he do that...?' Wain thought as a shiver ran through his body. He did not know what to expect, but he knew that nothing good could come of it.

The appearance of Virion's soul shocked everyone without exception. The audience had stunned looks on their faces, but one person had a panic attack and this one was Sven. His face was unnaturally pale as if he had seen something he shouldn't have.

'Fuck! That little bastard managed to fool me!!!' Sven inwardly exclaimed with a face contorted with wrath as his veins swelled and the space beside him trembled, seemingly unable to sustain his strength.

Sven stepped forward as the hill on which he stood cracked and began to crumble, disintegrating into massive debris as if a giant whose shoulders could reach the heavens had stepped on it.

Sven's gaze was focused on Virion's which should have crushed him to the ground like Aurora before him, but despite that Virion just stood there as if nothing had happened.

Alucard and Gael's faces grew deadly serious as their auras multiplied. They were ready to act at any moment as they had to stop Sven.

"Hah, I did everything right. As always." Virion smiled slightly before reaching out to his soul.

The white orb headed toward him, flying into his chest like a stream of energy. Virion easily regained his soul as it was no problem for him, he just did it for something else. At the place where his soul had just been, there was a small object that Virion had deliberately hidden deep inside his soul so no one would notice it, not even someone like Sven.

It was an azure horn covered with silver stripes, forming several ancient symbols. The horn did not possess any aura, it seemed to be just an ordinary thing, slowly falling into Virion's bloody hands.

"The new generation is always smarter than the old, isn't it? The hidden hero of the great war?" Virion looked at Sven that was ready to appear before him and rip his head off, but it was too late as Virion brought the horn to his mouth.

Virion took a deep breath, letting the air fill his lungs before blowing the horn as hard as he could.

From the horn came a sound like the beginning of the end of the world, a roar that spread for hundreds of miles around, attracting the attention of absolutely every living thing wherever it was. It was heard by everyone, the people around the shining tree, in Dragon World, in Human World, and even in all Voids in which there is someone.

The vast majority of them felt a primal fear stiffen their hearts, but there were those few for whom the sound was a reminder of something that happened five hundred years ago.

"So it was him... This guy was the one who stole the Azure Horn... an artifact possessed by one of the two rulers of the Arkans..." Marlis muttered while in disbelief as a shiver ran through her body.