Nameless King

Sven's power was overwhelming as each laser that was launched from the magical circles behind him had enough power to destroy a medium-sized mountain.

However, Birit seemed fully accustomed to this pace, as he swung his halberd confidently and knocked the lasers aside. Each time this happened, the laser bounced and reached the edge of space, exploding with white energy.

Whooooooooooooooosh.

Something like that happened every few seconds, making Sven's robe, fluttering as well as his hair, almost constantly. Despite this, his gaze did not change at all, he continued to channel huge amounts of energy into magic circles to continue his devastating attacks.

'Hmm... How strange, for some reason, I thought Sven would fight in a very different way. Although I don't know how much energy he has, I doubt his reserves are greater than Dragon on the God Stage...' Wain muttered inwardly, assessing the battle with a thoughtful expression.

He, like everyone else, felt and clearly understood how powerful the energy blasts were, but each laser cost Sven a large amount of energy, and yet such attacks were ineffective.

So far, no laser had yet been able to hurt Birit or at least hit him as he repelled every attack.

'Well... I hope that Sven has some kind of plan, otherwise, he might actually lose. Although it's his memories and that's unlikely to happen, I can't know that for sure.' Wain pondered.

Whooooooooooooooooosh.

A laser flew out of the magic circle, which was Sven's last attack, as the magic circles began to dissipate.

"Hahaha! Looks like you finally realized that there's no point in wasting energy on something so useless!" Birit laughed confidently as a sly smirk appeared on his face, "Too bad you realized it so late! I'm sure you have less than a third left!"
Sven looked at him silently with a calm gaze. His eyes were ice blue while a cold wind blew through his hair.

"I must admit that I actually made some mistake." Sven said calmly, looking at Birit, top to bottom, "However, it has nothing to do with your silly words."

"Hmm? What did you say...?" Birit frowned as his aura intensified, "What am I wrong? It took me ten times less energy to activate my runes than it took you to create one laser!"

"Well, I just underestimated your skills. I didn't think you could repel so many attacks without harming yourself. In that case, I need to restore my energy reserves quickly, don't I?" Sven spoke in a cold voice.

"Hahaha, what the hell are you talking about?" Birit laughed, "You need to restore energy? Well, do you really think I'm going to wait a few hours for you to recover?! That's just ridiculous!"

Sven remained silent until a sly smile appeared on his face, "A few hours? You really think I need that long?"

"Agh...?" Birit was puzzled.

Whooooooooooooooosh.

Sven reached forward and slowly opened his palm, and his aura began to weaken. Birit, like everyone else, didn't understand what was happening, but somehow a chill ran down his back. His instincts told him that Sven's actions were not leading to anything good.

"As of late, the Arkans, consider the Humans their greatest enemies. Many races believe that Humans' ability to rapidly absorb energy from souls is magnificent and terrible at the same time. I can't say I have a clear position, but I've learned a few things over time." Sven muttered as faint currents of air headed toward his palm.


"Absorbing energy without cleaning it can have dire consequences, however, why should I worry about that if my own energy is pure than Soul Pearls?" Sven said calmly, then his eyes sparkled.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Space trembled as the vast amount of energy that was floating around headed toward Sven's palm.

Dozens of dense streams of energy, which almost became visible, followed only one point and turned into a small white sphere on Sven's palm.

"What is that...?" Wain muttered in a confusion, staring wide-eyed, "Is he really going to absorb this energy...?"

"The strongest in the world have their own unique abilities. The Vampire Progenitor is immortal, my ruler, Olax, has the power to destroy anything. Nameless King's power, allows him to pass through any barriers, which is probably why he was the first to reach the Transcendence Stage. In that case, what should I choose?" Sven muttered, looking at the orb that was slowly growing larger.

"Wait you don't mean to say that you...?!" Birit shuddered as he couldn't believe what was just happening.

Marlis and Osvald looked at each other. They were puzzled that Sven had decided to do this now.

"How strange... We used to keep it a secret from everyone to fight the Nameless King and help our rulers win, but now things have changed, right?" Marlis uttered with a glance at Osvald, whose face gradually turned into a wide smile.

"Marlis, isn't this wonderful? We won't have to hold back anymore, ever! I wonder what Sven is up to?" Osvald exclaimed cheerfully as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Sven's aura reached its limit and he slowly directed the orb toward his chest.

"There's so much energy around, so I'm willing to put in a little effort and clear it, because all I have to do is use a little bit of my power to do it. Unlike you all, I no longer need to take the time to get clean energy, I can do it almost instantly." Sven said majestically as the orb touched his skin.

Whoooooooooooooooosh.

A white stream of energy spread throughout his body, passing through every part of it, then rippled through the air beside Sven, as if before something great.

In the next moment, a massive table of white energy emerged from Sven's body, this one was much larger than Osvald's when he fought, and the energy was many times denser and purer.

'Fuck... Was he really that strong already back then? Well, now I'm beginning to guess what happened...' Wain inwardly muttered, looking at the pillar of energy that was only comparable to the energy pillars of the Progenitors.