Nameless King

A multitude of Dragons of the Black Whip surrounded Osvald, bringing down powerful pressure from their auras on him. The ground beneath Osvald was beginning to crack, as the pressure was too strong that even the sturdy soil of the hill could not withstand it.

However, Osvald was completely relaxed.

"Agh, don't you guys think you're being too serious? This is just another deadly fight in your life, what's the big deal?" Osvald said nonchalantly as he reached up, yawning as if after a long sleep.

The dragons frowned as one of them rushed forward with a flap of his wings.

"Bastard! This fight will only be fatal for you! You're the only one who's going to die today!" The man exclaimed as a sphere of darkness appeared in his hand.

Osvald grinned widely, "You really think so? Well, let's check it out!"

Crackle.

Osvald clenched his fist as his muscles tensed to the limit, growing several times larger. They looked like they were made of steel with many thick veins wrapped around his biceps.

"Here we go." Osvald's smiled as he clenched his teeth, bringing his fist down on his opponent.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Osvald's fist sank into the man's head, crushing it practically in half and breaking most of his bones with a loud crack.

From the impact, a powerful shockwave comparable to a torrent of wind rippled apart, then the momentum reached the Dragon, knocking him back hundreds of meters.

The Dragon's rugged body collided with the stone pillar in the distance, completely destroying it and finding itself under its debris, which lifted up a massive cloud of dust as it fell.

"Not a bad hit, is it?" Osvald smirked as he glanced at his fist which was slightly stained with blood, "I don't know what you're counting on, when we're done my hands will be up to my elbows in blood, in your blood!!!"

Crackle.

Osvald stomped his foot, causing the entire hill to shake as if in a massive earthquake. The dragons lost their balance for a moment as a powerful stream of white energy erupted from Osvald's body. It turned into the silhouette of an ancient serpent-like creature with two long horns.

"You know very well who Sven is, although it is not surprising, he really is a unique person. However, don't you know what I am known for?" Osvald chuckled as dense energy built up around his fists, covering them.

"We know that you have already killed many Dragons, but we, Black Whip, are among the strongest. Even the Elders can't influence us, so this time you are not confronted by weaklings!" The woman exclaimed as she flapped her wings, summoning powerful currents of wind.

"Well, if you're telling the truth, it's for the best. I'm sick and tired of winning in a few attacks, it's too boring! I need an interesting and long fight!" Osvald exclaimed in excitement, clenching his massive fists tightly.

Wain watched Osvald's battle with curiosity rubbing his chin. He had never seen Osvald fight at full strength, but he knew that when it came to physical strength, Osvald could surpass even him.

'Hah, I don't know how he got such strong muscles, but he certainly knows how to use them.' Wain said inwardly watching Osval's fists come down on the Dragons, then he looked towards the temple, 'I wonder what Marlis is going to do, I can see that, right?'

Wain didn't know how it worked, but suddenly he was right next to Marlis, like a ghost. She walked slowly toward the high wall that covered part of the temple, then she stopped and extended her arm forward.

Several streams of flame appeared in front of her, creating a passageway for her to enter the dome that protected the temple.

"What the hell...? Who the hell are you?!" One of the Azure Tail immediately spotted her and headed toward her with a wary look.

It only took a few moments for the dragon to see Marlis's face, causing his eyes to go wide.

"Wait... you are an Arkan... Moreover, you are Marlis Layre!" The man with short blue hair exclaimed as a chill ran down his back. Like all the members of the Azure Tail, he was well aware that the Arkans were not their friends, for rather obvious reasons.

Whoooooooosh.

The man flapped his wings as he jumped aside, ready to fight. However, Marlis didn't do anything, she just stared at him with a calm gaze.

'Agh...? What's going on...?' The man raised his eyebrows.

'Well, the fact that you're puzzled is an expected reaction. Look, I don't have time to tell you the whole story, but you should just look over here." Marlis pointed her palm toward her armor as green flames appeared at her fingertips.

Gradually some of the armor disappeared and Dragon could see the shattered star on her chest.

"What is it..." The man muttered in disbelief.

"I'll say it once, and I won't say it again. I, Osvald, and Sven, have sided with you and will help you get rid of Black Whip. This is not the wish of our leaders, for we are now traitors to the entire race. Do you understand?" Marlis asked seriously as she narrowed her eyes.

The man gulped, 'Damn, she says such scary things so calmly... Well, I have no choice but to believe her anyway, do I?"

Dragon nodded, "Fine, I hear you."

"Good. Now let's deal with this little problem." Marlis looked up, the dome protecting the temple was almost destroyed, "Looks like your situation is pretty bad, right?"

"Yeah... We still have some energy reserves, especially among the energy crystals, that's not really our main problem." The man nodded.

"Hmm? What does that mean?" Marlis frowned.

"Agh... We just don't have time to rebuild the barrier. I mean, we have energy, it's more than enough to restore the barrier several times. However, we can't direct it to repair as quickly as Black Whip is attacking us!" The man waved his hands with a worried expression.