Nameless King

The forces were not equal, and Wain decided to try to do the same thing as Hunter Leader, to call for help.

'I wouldn't have been able even to shake this space before, but the coming of the Angels must still weaken it. I hope we get lucky this time!' Wain inwardly exclaimed, and wings burst from his back.

Bam.

He blocked the blow and bounced off the shoulder of the attacking Angel, high up.

'Damn, that's not good enough.'

Wain looked up at the sky. That's where the space was most vulnerable, as it was the visible boundary of the zone. Because of the feature of his wings, Wain could not fly, and he began to fall slowly.

"You won't get away!" The two Angels exclaimed and flew toward him.

'Huh, great. These idiots will help me, they'll be my stepping stones!' Wain exclaimed inwardly and created a protective barrier in front of him with a wave of his hand.

The first Angel struck powerfully and smashed the barrier, the second attacked, but Wain easily dodged and grabbed his arm tightly.

Whooooooosh.

Wain smirked and threw Angel sharply upward.

'Huh? What the fuck is he doing?' The other Angel thought.

"Now you!"

Wain approached Angel and jumped away from him, putting maximum force. Such a powerful momentum caused Angel to fly off like a projectile, and Wain rose to First Angel's level.

"Hey there." Wain smiled and did the same again, bouncing as high as possible.

Angel was buried underground and seriously injured, and Wain pierced through the clouds.

"Is your partner an athlete? Will he fight or continue to use pathetic tricks?" Zariel asked, looking at Wain's actions.

"No...he's a smart guy and decided to use tactics instead of force to win." Osvald nodded and suddenly jumped up too.

"Freeze!" Zariel yelled and ran after Osvald.

They should have had a battle, but instead, Osvald chose to retreat, so thought Zariel.

'Wain, you did well. There would be too much trouble from those assholes, and trouble is so unpleasant to solve, better to dump it on someone else, right?' Osvald thought and put his hand forward, opening his palm.

A stream of energy burst out of Osvald, which threw Zariel aside, and Osvald began to act.

The energy emanating from him turned into a small dragon that headed towards Wain like lightning.

'Osvald? Great! I can definitely handle his energy.'

Wain noticed the flash, and his aura intensified. His pupil narrowed, and his open eye began to bleed. The drawing of the mirror trembled as well as the space in front of it.

"Let's go!" Osvald shouted, and Wain extended his arm sharply, as if he was about to pierce something.

"Yes!" Wain exclaimed. Part of his arm disappeared as it was outside of space.

Whooooooosh.

Wain waved his hand, and a seam appeared like a torn fabric in the air. It was dark and instantly began to suck in large amounts of air.

Such a small crack wasn't enough to allow other Pearl Hunters to sneak into the area even if they had already spotted it, and that's why Osvald attacked.

A beam-like dragon flew into the crack and a deafening explosion. White energy spread around, and space began to break. The crack increased in size, and then part of the sky shattered into small shards like a mirror, giving everyone a view of the infinite void.

Wain created a spatial barrier in front of him, and the energy was absorbed by it, and he received no wounds.

However, the shockwave knocked him back, and he flew back hundreds of meters, punching through the fortress's stone walls.

"What a bastard! Set up the barriers, quick!" Zariel exclaimed, and his sword shone brightly. He pointed it toward the crack, but suddenly a massive silhouette appeared before him.

"Not so fast." Osvald smirked, "Didn't you want to fight me? Well, go ahead!"

Osvald hit Zariel with all his might.

"Shit!"

Zariel blocked the blow with his sword, but the momentum was too strong, and he was thrown aside.

'All right, now let's see who comes to our rescue.' Osvald glanced at the spatial rift.

The Angels headed toward it, about to block it, but suddenly three dark shadows flew out of the rift.

They swooped down beside one of the Angels, and a moment later, Angel's wings fell off, and his head flew sideways. Then one of them threw a scroll into the air, and it glowed bright blue and headed for the dimensional rift.

A silhouette of a large moon appeared above the scroll, and it blocked the spatial rift and accelerated its recovery.

"Who are you?" Zariel exclaimed and flew high up. His golden wings shone like the sun, and he emanated a menacing aura. He was furious that one of his men had died.

"Are you really Zariel of the Sun Order?" The tall man muttered, looking at him thoughtfully. He had long white hair, dark blue skin, and violet eyes. Bone blades protruded from his elbows and knees. He was Undead.

"Yes, that's me! Who the fuck are you! How dare you interfere and kill one of my men!"

"I'm Keith, just Keith, me and my Moon Order partners." Keith said calmly.

'Moon Order?!' Zariel exclaimed to himself.

'Great, that's just the thing.' Osvald smiled and calmed his aura. Even though he didn't have endless energy and he had already spent a lot, he needed to replenish his supply.

Keith looked at Osvald, and his eyes went wide.

"You're the..."

"Yes, yes, I'm the one. It's not a big deal right now. I had to work hard to damage this area's barrier, so I suggest you deal with the feathered ones first."

"Of course, that would greatly contribute to the Moon Order. It is my duty." Keith nodded and dark, thick energy radiated from him.

"I'll take care of their commander. You take care of the others." Keith said calmly, and two sharp daggers appeared in his hands.