Iron Palm was incensed. He would demonstrate his abilities to the different lords who gathered to witness, and this fight was meant to be the spark that ignited his fame.Then those nobles would be interested in hiring him, he would have more opportunities, and he wouldn't need to go into the dungeon and risk his life battling monsters.He didn't think he needed to visit the dungeons to become stronger because he believed his current level of power was sufficient."Start," Lexus repeated himself, believing that the two combatants had not heard him the first time.Iron Palm obviously heard it this time. As soon as Lexus declared the beginning of the battle, Iron Palm began radiating his aura. His body was enveloped in a blue protective aura that soon changed to a colour that was visible to the naked eye—brown or bronze."Wow! That person has a brown aura around him." The audience was taken aback.Auras can appear in a variety of hues, but the commoners who came to see the combat were u
"You must fight me fairly!" Iron Palm screamed angrily. His body was shaky, his legs seemed as if they might melt at any moment, and he couldn't feel a single finger of his.Dray, of course, would not give him his wish. After having struck numerous times and become nearly exhausted, Iron Palm's Bronze totem skill was still alive.Iron Palm was far from dead. It would be more appropriate to say that Iron Palm was unable to move his body due to muscle strain.To defeat Iron Palm, Dray lacked the necessary strength. Hence, the only alternative choice was to identify Iron Palm's weak point.Every skill had a weakness, and Dray was certain that the Bronze Totem skill did as well.Where was Iron Palm's flaw?Neck? No.Eyes?He had no idea. As a result, Dray began testing each location one by one.Dray avoided attacking the wrists, shoulders, thighs, and stomach, which were common targets.He'd start with some unpopular spots.To begin, the crotch was the ideal target. Dray had no choice but
Iron Palm was dead!His adversary had ruthlessly hacked off his skull.A knight of A-grade!That rank was unattainable for most people, yet a person of such might who had attained it had kicked the bucket in their presence today!Such a person, who could nearly be considered godlike by commoners, was swiftly eliminated by his adversary, shattering their preconceived notions of A-rank warriors.Everyone in the room, whether aristocrats, commoners or even knights, was stunned.And people watching from faraway cities via the magic mirror. They were all completely stunned at this point and unable to free themselves.A-rank!The effect was just too powerful. It was unbelievable as much as it was shocking.The crowd's excitement level didn't return for some time. There was a commotion across the arena."Amazing. He is an A-level warrior. He died simply like that. Who is the Cloud City expert? What exactly is his name? What makes him so strong? He's capable of killing an A-rank warrior!""Yo
"I'm prepared! I don't give a damn about my life as long as I can kill them fools!" In wrath, Patriarch Sui shouted.The entire body of patriarch Sui was shaking, and flames were shooting from his eyes. He held his fist so firmly closed that he was oblivious to the fact that his nails were digging into his flesh.Rui sat motionless, afraid to say anything more because of the killing intent flowing from his body.Patriarch Gui, Grandfather Cloudmantle, and the others were all deafeningly quiet. Since they did not experience the loss of their entire family at the hands of the Azure Dragon clan, they were unable to understand the anguish and pain that Patriarch Sui was going through.They realised, however, that pain would be more painful than death.“Azure Dragon family, Tiamann.”Lexus started speaking.Patriarch Sui abruptly got to his feet at the same time. He gazed at the old person who was stepping into the ring, his eyes burning with intense deadly intentions."He is still a membe
Patriarch Sui kicked the skull, which then tumbled several times."Huuuu." Patriarch Sui let out a long, deep breath as if all the weight on his body had been lifted."I have begun taking my revenge at last.""Thank you, Young Master, for allowing this old man to avenge his family!" The patriarch knelt on his knees and pounded his head three times on the floor.Thud! Thud! Thud!I was surprised by his actions and unprepared for them, so I did nothing except continue to observe as the old man's head struck the ground three times."Ahem, enough of those, old man. You shouldn't pass away before you enter the arena, in my opinion.""Haha, I'm sorry."I disregarded the looks and focused my attention on Dray on the battlefield.‘Psshh, start acting! idiot!’In my mind, I cursed.And Dray naturally picked up on the message.For a little period, Dray dropped to one knee, his hands on the axe, supporting it against the ground as he took a deep breath.Steam could be seen emanating from his bod
“Azure Dragon Family, Warkov.”Thud!“Azure Dragon Family, Beimin.”Pu!“Azure Dragon Family, Norman.”Sprt!"No. 21 of the Azure Dragon family!" Lexus yelled, his voice dry. It seems that he had already lost his voice. But it wasn't because his throat hurt; rather, he thought what was happening at the moment was too unbelievable.He ceased requesting the participants' names from the Azure Dragon side at one point. That was due to the fact that it was meaningless to know a person's name if they weren't even going to survive the next minute.He was expending breath unnecessarily.Less than a minute after Lexus introduced the new competitor, Dray's icy words could be heard for a while in the large arena.Every time Dray spoke, it indicated that one Azure Dragon family member had perished in the ring.Not even a hint of the white surface could be seen as the large arena quickly became covered in dead bodies and stained with blood.The individuals in charge of removing the corpse had alre
Sometimes one must exact one's own vengeance.Sometimes it is necessary to undertake the task oneself in to truly grasp it.So, everyone would be secure if I just dispatched Dray to complete the task. For them, there would always be some lingering issues.Maybe they will regret it in the future that they didn't use their own hands to put an end to those cretins. And at that point, the misery would go on.Patriarch Sui was in the arena, standing on the blood-spattered ground. The expert dispatched by the Azure Dragon family looked hostilely at Patriarch Sui."Next up, the Zarakin family of Azure Dragons. Chung Sui, Cloud City."Chung Sui was the full name of Patriarch Sui.The arena didn't start to calm down until Lexus introduced the following group of participants. Everyone gazed at the ring.All of the audience members' eyes glowed. The names of all the key members began with Z, as anyone who was familiar with the Azure Dragon family would undoubtedly know.It was a family tradition
Dray was sufficiently refreshed after ten rounds. He was absolutely pleading with me to let him go to the arena because he had had enough of swallowing medications.I concurred.Actually, I was planning to hold off for another five rounds and let Dray compete in the final five. Yet, after observing his face, which appeared as though he had witnessed death, I surmised that he may have had some sort of psychological trauma.I, therefore, gave him the green light to go.An axe was swung.The escaping Azure Dragon member's head, shot high into the air after separating from his neck. The audience hadn't seen this in a while.The head rolled twice before falling to the ground with a loud thud. His eyes were out wide on his terrified and unsettled countenance.Why was it such bad luck for him to face the grim reaper at his turn? Before his passing, nobody could respond to the person's thoughts."Next." Dray shifted his gaze to the Azure Dragon's side. A handful of them was waiting outside th
"Hey! Why should we listen to a brat like you?" The interjection came from the back of the crowd, a young soldier, his face flushed with anger, his eyes blazing with defiance. The rest of the soldiers turned to stare, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.A genuine smile spread across my face. Finally, someone had the audacity to speak up. A flicker of satisfaction ignited within me. This was exactly what I had been hoping for, wasn't it? Didn't this feel like the natural order of things?I had anticipated this moment from the very beginning. There was no way these esteemed scions of nobility and battle-hardened knights would meekly submit to the commands of a mere child. The moment I was elected commander of one of the three mighty armies, I knew this tension would inevitably arise. After all, who among these talented warriors would willingly follow a teenager with little to boast of in terms of accomplishments? And let's not forget the shadow of my less-than-st
Ladia couldn't help but castigate herself for her lapse in judgment. How had she not seen it before? If the involvement of the magic towers would significantly aid the Empire, then the impact of the very person who had defeated the magicians of the tower participating would be monumental.The princess's heart thrummed with the realization, chiding herself for taking so long to come to this epiphany. Was Ethan's proposal the correct course of action or not? She no longer dwelled on the question.With a steely gaze, Ladia announced, "I have reached a verdict."The room fell silent as all eyes turned to the princess. The final decision lay in her hands, and she was ready to reveal it. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, and Ladia took a deep breath before continuing. "I have decided to accept Ethan's proposal."A murmur of surprise rippled through the room, but Ladia held up her hand for silence. "I believe that Ethan's plan, with a few modifications, is the best course of action for
My suggestion ignited a firestorm of debate among the upper echelons of the capital. The princess convened her officials in the grand throne room, where the air was thick with tension and uncertainty as they deliberated their next course of action. Ultimately, the march toward the City of Aran was postponed by a full day, a delay that weighed heavily on everyone present. The officials found themselves divided, caught between two stark choices: should they attempt to reclaim the nearby City of Aran from the Beast Kingdom, or should they focus their efforts on retaking the more strategically significant City of Northfall?"But, Your Majesty," one of the officials interjected, his voice rising above the murmurs of the assembly, "as we stand now, we cannot afford to risk an attack on the Northfall Fortress! I have heard reports that the beastmen have fortified their walls and laid even more traps to ensnare us! If we allow this farce to continue, we will be nothing more than lambs led to
A chill snaked down Ryle's spine. Ethan's suggestion hung in the air, heavy and suffocating, like a shroud woven from despair. To attack City of Aran, a fortress city now bristling with tens of thousands of Beast Kingdom soldiers, felt like a declaration of utter annihilation. Even Lance, their most valiant commander, had fallen captive within its walls.Ryle's brow creased into a deep furrow. He, too, was a commander of the Initiation Army, a man who had tasted the bitterness of defeat and the sting of loss. He couldn't fathom how Ethan, this newly appointed leader, could so blithely propose a course of action that reeked of self-destruction."I cannot, in good conscience, agree with your plan," Ryle stated, his voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and frustration. "As we stand now, attacking Northfall City is a fool's errand, a suicide mission. We are scattered, depleted, and outmatched. We must first rally our remaining forces, regroup along the borders, and then, and only then,
"Ryle Green, step forward!" the Royal advisor said, seeing Ryle was in a daze.Ryle coughed and stepped forward, his heart pounding with excitement as he knelt before the Princess."Ryle Green, you are hereby granted authority over fifty thousand soldiers," the Princess said, her voice like a melody that soothed the soul. "You shall be the commander of the Vanguard Army!"With a snap of her fingers, the Princess bestowed an insignia upon Ryle's shoulder, its glow of light like a beacon of hope in the face of the looming threat of the Beast Kingdom."I will crush those beastmen for you, Your Highness!" Ryle said, his voice filled with determination and resolve.The Princess smiled, her eyes filled with pride and hope. "We have faith in you, Ryle," she said. "Together, we will defeat the Beast Kingdom and restore peace to our lands."Princess Ladia nodded, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "I expect a lot from the younger generation, Ryle," she said, her voice laced with both encou
The Dwarven Kingdom, a land renowned for its glittering wealth, held its breath. The Brightwing Empire’s meager offer, a desperate plea for aid, was all they had to entice the notoriously hard-drinking mercenaries. Even if their weapons were outdated, their reputation for unmatched effectiveness in battle preceded them. Surely, that would be enough.“Your Majesty,” a guard murmured, his voice barely a tremor in the air. “They have arrived.”Princess Ladia, lost in a labyrinth of thought, startled slightly. She had wrestled with the decision for what felt like an eternity, but finally, a solution had emerged. All that remained was to face them, to meet their gaze and offer her hand in this desperate alliance.Viscount Lamiel, a man whose arrogance was only surpassed by his thirst for gold, strode into the royal garden, flanked by a legion of equally boisterous mercenaries. Princess Ladia recognized most of them – the nobles summoned by the crown, their faces etched with a mixture of g
The scene unfolded with brutal efficiency. Several soldiers, their faces grim and resolute, descended upon Drew and the other soldier, their movements swift and decisive. There was no struggle, no desperate pleas for mercy. They walked away with heads bowed, accepting their fate with a stoic silence that spoke volumes of their resignation.Ryle, his expression a mixture of weariness and amusement, ran a hand through his hair, a sigh escaping his lips. "What a waste of a perfectly good sleep," he muttered, his voice laced with a hint of exasperation. "Young men like myself need our rest, yet everyone seems determined to disrupt my slumber over such trivial matters."His gaze shifted to me, and a playful smile curved his lips. "Allow me to introduce myself," he said, extending a hand towards me. "Ryle Green, third son of Count Green, and as you might be able to tell, the future commander of this very army." He spoke with an air of unwavering confidence, his words carrying the weight of
Two soldiers from a rival camp, their boots crunching on the gravel path, happened upon the conversation. One soldier, his face contorting with barely suppressed mirth, clamped a hand over his mouth, desperately trying to stifle a chuckle. His companion, sensing the impending eruption, jabbed him in the ribs with an elbow, a silent plea for decorum. But the laughter, like a trapped spring, was too powerful to contain. Tears welled in the soldier's eyes, threatening to spill over as his shoulders shook with silent mirth. Finally, with a strangled cry, he burst into a full-blown guffaw. "Hahahaha! If it's the Young Master leading us! Hahaha! We'll be able to… Pft! Hahaha!"The sound of his uncontrolled laughter echoed through the camp, drawing curious glances from nearby soldiers. Gaston, his face a mask of confusion and irritation, turned to the source of the amusement. "Excuse me, but what's so funny?" he demanded, his voice laced with displeasure.The soldier, still gasping for br
The unyielding army of the Ice Demon City had been journeying for a considerable number of weeks, traversing a multitude of cities and towns along the way. During our sojourns, we would occasionally restock our supplies, find respite in taverns, and often in the great outdoors, before resuming our arduous trek.Given the unfortunate circumstances, we were informed that the Ice Demon City was the most distant of all cities from the capital. This reality meant that we were among the last to receive the urgent message, compelling us to join the ranks of the other nobles and their armies in the capital.It was in the fourth week of our relentless march that we finally arrived in the grand and magnificent Capital city. The journey had been long and arduous, but our determination never wavered, as we knew our presence was required in these critical times. I had already surmised that the majority of the other nobles and their forces would have already amassed in the capital, readying themse