Nameless King

Red Wolf jumped aside in panic as four swords collapsed into the ground, making it boil because of the high temperature of their swords.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, the Knights again lunged in his direction, not giving him even a second to catch his breath.

'Bastards... At this rate, I might actually lose.' Red Wolf muttered as he thrust his blades out in front of him, thus blocking the two swords.

"Argh!!!" There was an eerie roar as behind Red Wolf, the rest of the Knights appeared, ready to attack.

Red Wolf was ready to jump back to dodge, but at the last moment, he made a different decision as one of his legs was covered in red flames.


Boooooooooom.

Red Wolf stomped his foot on the ground with all his might, creating an explosion of fire behind him. The wave of flame tossed the Knights aside, heating their armor red again.

'Fine. They may be fast and strong, but they are also quite easy to cast off. After all, they are only skeletons.' Red Wolf pondered, then his pupils narrowed and he took a step forward.

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

A fiery spark passed over the blades of his daggers as Red Wolf's hands became a blur. In an instant he launched multiple attacks against the Knights, leaving dozens of glowing cuts on their armor.

The Knights felt no pain, so they immediately attacked back, this was their chance to wound him. However, Red Wolf was already prepared for this, he quickly adapted to the fight and understood what his opponents were capable of.

"Hah, this makes no sense!" Red Wolf blocked the Knights' attack, then he let go of his daggers and ran forward, finding himself behind the Knights.

The Knights couldn't react as quickly, so Red Wolf's sharp claws just severed their heads. The Knights fell to the ground with a rumble, dropping their swords while their heads slowly rolled to the side.
Red Wolf didn't stop as he lunged forward in a flare of fire along the way, raising his daggers. By then the remaining two skeletons had only just recovered from the explosion, so once Red Wolf was in front of them he plunged his daggers into their heads.

"Here we go. It was easier than I thought." Red Wolf muttered with a twist of his daggers as he shattered the skeletons' skulls.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

"Not bad. You managed to deal with my undead, though you took longer than I expected." Sarras smirked, slowly clapping his palms together.

Red Wolf wanted to reply, but instead, he frowned at the sight of the two Knights standing up and trying to find their heads to put them in place.

"Agh... You seem to have completely forgotten about those two. Don't you know how to properly kill the undead?" Sarras tilted his head mockingly, not trying to save the Knights.

Whooooooooosh.

Red Wolf appeared next to the Knights and destroyed their skulls like the previous two with a slight frown.

"None of this matters. I destroyed your strongest undead and I didn't even have to use my Form, it's over for you!" Red Wolf exclaimed as he pointed at Sarras with a flaming blade.

Sarras was left alone, he had no more defenders, so considering he was a Lich, this was the worst possible outcome for him.

Step.

Unnoticed by anyone, Blademonster appeared in the fog. He was ready to attack Red Wolf from behind at any moment and kill him like a professional assassin. All Sarras had to do was distract Red Wolf for a moment.

'Agh... Do I look so weak?' Sarras inwardly muttered looking at Red Wolf, 'I can't blame them for that though. Everyone thinks that because I'm a Lich I can't fight alone... it's really starting to get tiresome.'

Crackle.

Suddenly a simple worker skeleton appeared in front of Blademonster, which Sarras had at least a couple thousands.

The skeleton shook his head, saying that no help was needed. Blademonster was puzzled as he thought this was a good opportunity to end the fight, but he didn't argue with Sarras.

'Hmmm... He was able to spot me even though I thought I was completely hidden... Well, after all, he is a territory leader like Mistress Nicole... He knows what he is doing...' Blademonster internally muttered before taking a few steps back completely disappearing into the mist.

Whooooooooooosh.

At the same moment, Red Wolf attacked, hurtling forward at breakneck speed. He reached Sarras in an instant, but Sarras just jumped aside as if he'd been expecting such an attack for a long time.

All Red Wolf accomplished was two blades of fire that sliced through the air in front of him.

"I have to admit that for a pile of bones, you move pretty fast, but I have no desire to waste any more time on you." Red Wolf said with a hard stare as his aura intensified.

Streams of red flame completely covered Red Wolf, rapidly increasing his energy. He decided to use his Form to defeat Sarras in one powerful attack.

"You said I was already using my strongest undead, right? Are you really that stupid?" Sarras asked with a slight smile.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Red Wolf frowned.

"Those knights weren't my strongest undead, though it doesn't matter. You're not a strong enough opponent for me to use everything I have against you." Sarras shrugged nonchalantly as if Red Wolf had already lost.

"Trying to make jokes before you die? That won't do you any good!" Red Wolf furiously exclaimed, rushing forward with massive streams of fire circling beside him. After activating the Form, his daggers became longer and runes appeared on his body to amplify his flames.

Sarras made no attempt to dodge, he just stood still and when the distance between them was reduced, he raised his hands up.

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

Suddenly two huge bone arms came out of the ground that seemed to be able to lift an entire mountain. They moved toward Red Wolf, destroying ruins and rocks in their path until they reached Red Wolf.

"NO!" Red Wolf shouted with fear in his eyes as the bone hands squeezed him between them.