Nameless King

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Dark drops of blood dripped from the black swords that pierced Wain's body. His body felt like it was on fire due to the intense pain emanating from the three hearths, however, there was a slight smile on Wain's face.

"No... Why did you do that?" Felix asked since he realized that Wain could at least dodge his attack.

"Hah, I only gave you a chance to feel what power is. Look, it could have been anyone but two or three creatures in this world, you could have hurt anyone!" Wain exclaimed with his arms spread apart.

His words entered Felix's mind and stayed there for a long time until his eyes went wide with genuine shock. Only then did he realize how powerful he really was in the open.

'Wait, he's right, even if he did it on purpose now, before that I wounded him with my own strength...' Felix muttered internally.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Suddenly space shuddered as several shockwaves headed toward them from the north, coming from something very powerful.

"What? Is someone near us fighting? In open space...?" Wain was puzzled as he tilted his head. Felix and Reto didn't understand what had happened either until they saw three shadows heading their way.

Next to the water sphere, three Dragons hovered in the air, each of them on the God Stage. The aura of the central Dragon was much stronger, it seemed that it would reach the Transcendent Stage just a little bit more.

The Dragons' gazes went to Wain, and their eyes went wide with surprise. They didn't understand why Nameless King, was pierced by three swords.

"What the hell is going on here...?" The woman with the long red hair muttered as she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"I don't know, but we have to use this to get rid of unnecessary onlookers." The man to the left of the Elder quietly said before looking at Reto, who was now the weakest.

Whooooooooooosh.

The man raised his hand slightly and in his palm appeared a windblown dagger that went straight for Reto's neck like a flash. The speed of the dagger was beyond the speed of sound, leaving Reto no chance to react.

'This is bad...' A voice rang out in Wain's head as in an instant a golden flash appeared in front of Reto.

With two fingers, Wain grabbed the dagger by the blade, stopping it at the last moment. The tip of the dagger plunged into Reto's skin, and a trickle of blood flowed from it.

Reto gulped with wide-open eyes filled with fear.

Crackling.

Wain shattered the wind dagger and turned to face the dragons. The three black swords were still in his body, but he seemed not to be paying attention at all.

"Bastards... Who the hell are you?" Wain's aura intensified as under pressure the black swords shattered into small shards, then Wain's gaze fell on the Elder, "Okam... Okam, Free Storm... Is it really you...?"

"Ahahahahahaha." Okam laughed as his laughter like thunderclaps spread around, "Yes! It's me! Looks like even after 500 years you remember the strongest of this world!"

"The strongest...? Hah, you think you are the strongest? You haven't even reached the Transcendent Stage, you're weak, much weaker than the real strongest." Wain grinned as he shook his head.

Whoooooooosh.

He waved his hand as darkness headed toward his wounds, greatly speeding up his regeneration. Okam and the others could have attacked Wain, they could have taken advantage of the moment, but really they knew it was too late.

'Shit... I don't know what happened here or why Nameless King was wounded, but it doesn't look like it was anything serious... He only destroyed those swords by increasing his aura, however, they were sharp enough to pierce him.' Okam inwardly muttered with an angry face as a result of Wain's insulting words.

Wain turned to Reto, 'Can you defend yourself? I know you're strong, but these three aren't your level, you need to get much stronger so you can fight them on equal footing."

Reto glanced around at the Dragons and took a step back.

"Don't worry, I know how to make sure even a god can't find me. Unfortunately, I won't be able to help you in this battle, but I'm sure you can manage without me. I'll be watching." Reto said calmly before waving his hand.

From Reto's fingertips came a purple dust that completely covered him, then he completely disappeared remaining invisible to everyone.

"Pfff, pathetic tricks. Such a weak illusion won't be able to stop me." The man snorted before attacking again. This time he threw three wind daggers at once.

They headed forward into the void and flew onward until they became simple, harmless streams of wind.

"What the hell... I was pretty sure that this Dark Elf was out there... How is that possible?" The man's eyes went wide as he muttered in disbelief.

"Hahaha, don't try to find me. If I don't want to, you'll never succeed. You may be stronger than me, but you're certainly not smarter, so I would advise you to concentrate on fighting rather than trying to find me." Reto's mocking voice echoed from all directions

The man frowned as he was about to attack again, but Okam stopped him with a shake of his head.

"Nyren, there's no need for that, we came here for another. This Elf can't do anything to us since he's only in the Absolute Stage." Okam said before turning to the woman, "Aisa, deal with him, no one should stop us from fighting Nameless King." Okam pointed at Felix.

"As you command." Aisa nodded and held her hand up. A sphere of bloody wind appeared above her with several rings around it like a planet, then she threw it at Felix.

Unlike previous time, Wain wasn't going to help Felix, he just looked at him with curiosity in his eyes.

'Don't you dare be afraid, you can handle it.' Wain thought.