Nameless King

Unlike Marlis and Osvald who watched Sven's fight with excited expressions on their faces, the other Dragons were frightened.

Dragons, in principle, rarely felt fear, since they were usually the strongest creatures and only other Dragons could make them wary. But, now they felt completely helpless. The energy emanating from the borders of their space, where Sven fought, was terrifying.

"Mr. Laur... Can our space withstand this...?" The dragon that had brought Marlis here asked his leader.

Laur glanced across the battlefield, frowned, and said, "That's not what we should be thinking about, though it seems our enemies are as surprised as we are."

The Black Whip dragons were staring at the same point, too. They were worried about their leader, for they knew that if Sven won, it was the end for all of them. Only Birit's unusual strength could save them in this situation.

After Marlis helped Azure Tail restore their protective barrier, the situation began to change and gradually the Dragons from Azure Tail, led by Laur's, started to win.

"Well, it looks like the only thing left for us to do now is to watch the outcome of their battle." Laur sighed, while shaking his head, "Don't worry about our space. If Sven wanted to do it on purpose, he might be able to do it, but our zone isn't weak enough to be destroyed just by their shock waves."

"Got it!" The dragon nodded and continued to watch the fight.

After two powerful attacks collided and a bright flash that blinded everyone in the area for a moment, the shockwaves finally began to fade away.


The entire area around Sven and Birit was covered in destruction. Nothing remained of the stone pillars, as well as of the rivers, which were now mixed together, and the water flowed haphazardly in different directions.

Sven was standing on a stone hill in the distance, overlooking a forest of trees fallen from the shock wave, among which was Birit.
"Damn, it looks like you're capable of more than just creating a few threads... That attack was actually powerful, but how much energy did you spend on it?" Birit spat out a clot of blood with a pained look, then he had a confident smirk, "Go! Attack me! I can repel your attacks! Spend all your energy on me!"

"Hmm... Fine, I'll grant your wish. If you're so confident in your abilities, I won't stand in your way." Sven said calmly as he reached forward.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

In the next moment, the space behind him distorted, as if something was squeezing it with a steel grip. Then, several magical circles appeared, each one as large as the previous one. In the center of each circle was a twelve-pointed star.

"Fuck me... Looks like I'll get what I asked for, but isn't that too much?" Birit gulped, preparing to defend himself.

He had no special defensive skills like some Dragons, whose armor was nearly impossible to penetrate, however, he had another way of dealing with the problem. Birit could simply attack back.

'Fine, he acts too wastefully. His attacks are actually powerful, but I can suppress them using much less energy. He may be Sven Hellem himself, third among the Arkans, but he can't have more energy than me!' Birit inwardly exclaimed as his aura intensified.

The ancient runes glowed brightly on his shoulders as the same appeared on the blade of his halberd. A soft violet light enveloped him like threads while his keen gaze closely followed each magical circle.

"Let's see what you can do. Our fight will help me see how difficult the most important battle of my life will be." Sven muttered as he waved his hand.

Whooooooooooooosh.

All the magic circles glowed brightly and a multitude of energy lasers rained down on Birit, they came with a slight delay as Sven activated them gradually.

'Heh, I hope I don't die because of my decision!' Birit said to himself as he swung his halberd.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The laser collided with the blade of his weapon, trying to overwhelm Birit.

"ARGH!!!" Birit shouted, then the white laser bounced away, heading for the sky.

The laser quickly reached its limits, bursting with a powerful burst of energy. The bright flash again covered the entire area, making space shake due to the abnormal force.

"Hahaha! Now that's what I call a decent fight! Agh, I hope I'll be so lucky soon!" Osvald laughed in excitement.

Whoooooooooooooosh.

A stream of green flame appeared next to him, from which Marlis emerged. She looked at Sven with sparkling eyes, as if he were her idol, the only one she would be willing to follow even to hell.

"Oh, Marlis, you seem to enjoy watching too, don't you?" Osvald smirked.

"Yeah... Sven is actually beautiful, but... that's not all... He can shine so much brighter and I want to see it with my own eyes." Marlis muttered as sadness appeared in her gaze, "Maybe if I help him it will happen now?"

Marlis reached forward, directing the energy to her fingertips. The green flames were ready to turn into magical circles.

Crackle.

Osvald squeezed her hand tightly with his grip, so hard that the energy channels were blocked and the magical circles could not form.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Marlis frowned.

"Come to your senses. Do you think Sven needs your help? When we're in the Great War then we'll all have to put our best foot forward. I don't know what Sven's plan is, we'll find out later, but I'm sure it will be something really complicated and dangerous." Osvald said seriously, letting go of Marlis's hand, which had the mark of his thumbs.

"Pfff, have it your way." Marlis snorted, "Sven will win either way whether we help him or not, it's obvious!"

"Hah, I agree, but a fair fight, one on one, is the best thing to watch, so let's not spoil the experience." Osvald chuckled. A fire burned in his eyes, for she had not participated in such exciting events for a long time.