Nameless King

Bam. Bam. Bam.

The golden beam continued to pierce through various spaces like glass, that caused the owners of Voids in confusion, but it was happening too fast for them to do anything about it.

Ten seconds later, Wain returned to the Forgotten Forest, although it was a short period of time, but Wain managed to cross over a thousand different spaces, so his energy was zero.

"Agh... Agh... Agh..." Wain breathed heavily as he looked at Maece with an ice-cold look.

Maece, unlike Wain, had no protection, her skin burned as if she had been in the epicenter of a fire for hours, so her life was on the line, and she only could barely breathe.

"Maece!" Purplehead exclaimed while running toward her along with Blackhead.

"Not so fast!" Kadridas exclaimed as he broke all chains.

He flapped his wings and, a moment later, was behind them. With a slight smile on his face, Kadridas grabbed their heads as he tore them off like weeds. Streams of blood rushed over him that were visible on his white scales, so Kadridas just licked the drops of blood from his face.

"Well, well, it's been quite some time since I tasted your blood, and it's still just as disgusting." Kadridas muttered while shaking his head.

Wain watched Maece while his armor slowly disintegrated into small pieces. Through his grip, Wain felt that Maece still had the will to live, but he felt only pity for her.

"You wanted to avenge your sister, but did you think you had the right to do so? Your sister attacked first, so she suffered a terrible fate, just as you did." Wain said in a calm voice and snapped Maece's neck.

He released his grip, and Maece's body fell to the ground, just as Wain did. He spent the last of his strength to finish it. Then several messages appeared in front of him, but he didn't see them since he had already passed out.

[One of the conditions for starting the fourth evolution had been met!]

[Fight and defeat with ???: 1/1]

[You defeated an Arkan.]

[You have defeated a creature unlike any other. This is a true feat that equals a miracle.]

[Your Majesty has been upgraded by 2.]

"Eh, why is it that something like this happens every time I'm about to intervene somewhere?" Kadridas muttered with a faint smile on his face while walking toward Wain.

"Help him! Please!" Erza exclaimed.

"Oh? You love him, don't you? Don't worry. He'll be fine. Someone who has that kind of power can't die so easily. You better worry about yourself, you three are in really bad shape." Kadridas said in a carefree manner before approaching them.

He bent down, held his hand up, and muttered something in an unknown, ancient language. A white magic circle appeared above Ern, Erza, and Alas, glowing brightly. The wounds on their bodies began to heal with tremendous speed, and within seconds there was no trace of the small scratches and bruises.

"You need to get some sleep. You're all in Third Chronicle, so it was too soon for you to fight these bastards." Kadridas snapped his finger, and they passed out, "Well, now you, the hero of this fight."

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

Suddenly space shuddered as cracks appeared in the sky. It shattered into tiny shards, and a silhouette flew in.

A tall girl with long black hair landed on the clouds with a calm look, but her heart was beating fast as though before an important meeting.

"Well, well, what kind of people... Did I find myself in the middle of some important events?" Kadridas said in a playful way while shaking his head.

"Hmm? Kadridas? What are you doing here? Has the Royal Spirit interested even the Dragons?" The girl asked with a confused look.

"No. I'm just trying to do my job sometimes, unlike the others. I didn't understand why the Arkans came here, but they were some newcomers, so I had to deal with them. They're getting cheekier every day, have they got some kind of plan again?" Kardidas sighed.

"I see... I need this man. You don't mind, do you?" The girl asked as she pointed at Wain.

"Huh, I see. No, of course not, just take them with you too." Kadridas looked at Ern, Erza, and Alas, "Apparently, they are his friends. You can't leave them here, he certainly won't like it."

"Okay. I hear you." The girl nodded as she snapped her fingers.

Whooooooooosh.

Next to Ern, Erza, and Alas, an unusual dark creature with several arms appeared. It cautiously lifted them and headed toward the girl.

"See you later. I hope something interesting happens as soon as possible, otherwise, I'll die of boredom." Kadridas waved his hand.

"Huh, aren't Dragons supposed to sit in caves on mountains of gold and treasure?" The girl asked with a sly smile on her face.

"Do you think I've escaped from some fairy tale for babies?" Kadridas said with a dazed look, "I'm getting tired of drinking tea and playing chess and constantly getting involved in fucking ancient creature conflicts that always end in something depressing. Honestly, I didn't think being one of the strongest was that boring. All the most interesting stuff happens at the very bottom, I've even thought sometimes that it would be fascinating to try to go all the way from the beginning to the end."

"If someone from Primary Chronicle or First Chronicle heard you now, they'd hate you." The girl smiled.

"Well, maybe that would be fair, but everyone has problems, even the rich or powerful, that's how this world works. We all strive for perfection, but many don't realize that even if you achieve it, you'll still be unhappy that there's nothing more to achieve. It's a vicious circle from which it is impossible to escape."

"Won't death break that circle?"

"As long as there are those in this world who can just run away from it like this guy, then death is not a nightmare to be feared but a treasure that should appear at the right moment." Kadridas muttered before flapping his wings to fly away.