Nameless King

"What the hell...? What the hell is going on here...? Why are they here and why do they look so bad...?" Wain uttered with wide eyes as his gaze drifted to the Nameless King. He knew they couldn't see him, but he still wanted answers to his questions as soon as possible.

Nameless King stared ahead for a while before with a slight sigh he said, "Damn... Isn't their condition worse than mine?" Nameless King stared at the Abyss Artist with a questioning look.

Abyss Artist quickly glanced at the six, then looked directly into Nameless King's eyes, "Their condition is stable. They too will die soon, as will I, but only if we don't find a way to get rid of the power of the ruler of the Arkan World."

He continued, "However, your situation is different. We won't die until a few years from now, during which time I will most likely find a way to cure us, but you... You have a few days left."

"Hah, you said you might be able to find a cure, is it possible to do it in such a short time?" Nameless King smirked as he slowly rose from his chair. He was the strongest man in history, but now he found it difficult to do even something that simple.

'Shit... Nameless King is actually dying... In that case, what are they going to do...? Apparently, the Abyss Artist won't be able to heal Nameless King, does that mean I'll see how his power got to me?' Wain wondered as a shiver ran through his body.

The Abyss Artist had not revealed the details of his plan, but Wain understood that this was a powerful spell and sacrifices by the Abyss Artist and Gladius were necessary to have at least a chance of healing the Nameless King.

"Well, you know that in my opinion any of my choices is better than the one you chose." Abyss Artist said with a serious expression as he stared at Nameless King.
"Sure, but if I have the opportunity to save everyone at once, I will certainly take it. I don't like to rely on luck, you have to be friends with fate for that, but that's not my case." Nameless King muttered with a slight smile on his face.

"Yeah... You're definitely the person fate hates the most." Abyss Artist frowned as he clenched his palm into a fist.

"Hah, fate could be compared to a jealous woman. Her worst nightmare is that there is no way she can influence the man she is in love with. Well, enough talk. It's time for you to start, isn't it?" Nameless King looked at Abyss Artist.

"You're right. Stand between me and Gladius, I'll do the rest." Abyss Artist said in a serious voice.

Nameless King nodded slightly as he did as Abyss Artist said. Nameless King looked at the magic circle and muttered, "Those runes look really complicated... Unlike you, I've never been good at it. Magic isn't for me at all."

"Well, that magic circle wasn't actually made by me. He was helping me." The Abyss Artist looked at the Blind Sorcerer lying on the bed with a ravenous look.

"I should have known it before... During the last fight he received so many serious wounds, but he still found the strength to help you create it... That's impressive. Now I'm pretty sure that's the only way I should go." Nameless King spoke with a slight smile on his face as his aura intensified considerably.

The Abyss Artist was silent, after a while he stepped forward and his eyes became as deep as the ocean, "It's time to begin. Gladius, be ready, soon the energy will tear you into many pieces."

Gladius said nothing as he just nodded, realizing how serious the situation was.

The Abyss Artist waved his hand, then his energy went into the magic circle and it glowed brightly. Space trembled violently as two square seals appeared in front of Abyss Artist and Gladius. They sucked the energy out of them with the tremendous speed it seemed to be an opportunity to create something important.

"Hold out your hand toward them... I wish I could say that you can stop, but you can't change anything anymore..." Abyss Artist muttered with a complicated look as he pointed to the six forms.

"Sure. I wasn't going to change my mind anyway." Nameless King said confidently as he held out his hand.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

At the same moment, a seal appeared in front of him, but it had a different function. This seal sucked the energy not from Nameless King, but from the six men lying on the beds. However, Nameless King wasn't taking their power for his own sake, there was no way he could do that to his friends. This seal was taking their energy that destroying their souls, in other words, Nameless King was taking on something that would kill them, making his situation even worse.

Nameless King's face contorted from the intense pain he was experiencing, but he wasn't going to stop until he took all that poison from them.

After a while, the energy stopped flowing into the seal as Abyss Artist said, "Okay, now on to the most important stage."

Whoooooooooooooosh.

He snapped his finger as his and Gladius' seals glowed brightly as well as the magic circle in the center of which stood Nameless King. An incredibly powerful pressure came over him, but no emotion appeared on his face as this was what he expected.

"Now!" Abyss Artist exclaimed as the magic circle exploded.

It was an unusual explosion, it was the final stage of the spell as the shockwave caused Gladius, the indestructible sword, to shatter into many shards. Moments later, the shards shuddered and teleported to random locations.

The impact threw the Abyss Artist aside as many wounds opened on his body from which blood gushed out, and he could hardly stay conscious.

"It was all done for this, right...?" Nameless King uttered looking at the two key pieces floating around him.