Arestia Empire'S World Domination
Chapter 47: The Beginning of the Disaster, part 3

...—Capital of Excelia, Arestia— Empire...

...—18 December 1238—...

JGLAR!

Once again, the loud sound of a lightning strike amid the torrent of rain that flushed the capital was once again heard. The huge lanterns that lit up the streets had been extinguished, almost no one was seen on the streets of the capital.

Not because of the moon where they are sleeping, but a fight beyond the limits of human reason that is happening in the middle of the capital.

TRANGS!

The two Phantasmal level weapon blades once again touched each other, causing an incredible impact. No one, whether Excel, Esther, or even Code: 9 cares about the environment. High-rise buildings, government offices, even inns owned by the common people did not escape being the victims of the ferocity of the battle between the three.

Esther once again jumped, moving to approach the target. His wild instincts had told him, the black-haired man who was crouching was holding his body with one of his hands on the roof of a civilian building was his prey.

PRAK!

With an eerie smile, utilizing his amazingly inflated stats, Esther's two feet retraced the roof, immediately running to attack with an Ancient-ranked silver sword.

TRANGS!

The incision almost hit the left temple of Code 9, the fast motion of the right hand holding Carnwennan saved his life.

TRANGS!

TRANGS!

Several times with similar attacks, Esther tried to hit the right and left sides of her enemy. Despite that, intuition dodges and stalks the Carnwennan Code: 9 never escapes to avenge the attack that Esther did.

Damnit damnit!

Just as he pitched, a sword blade emitting a reddish aura burst forth from behind his body. However, it is impossible to evade, Code :9 makes use of Carnwennan to fend off, although his body must once again penetrate the roof of the building.

TRANGS!

BRAAAKK!

Code 9 has understood, Excel will attack it just as Esther steps back. However, the series of attacks did not stop making Code 9 able to retaliate.

"Ack!" Striking a hard tile, coughing up blood accidentally coming out of the mouth Code 9. Both of his eyes closed, enduring the excruciating pain.

The power of Code 9 slowly recovered right after he clasped back Carnwennan, making his body have additional power instantly. However, inevitably, mental fatigue and the impact of the impact of the pounding had made his mind seem to want to stop.

Code 9 kicks the tile with both feet, jumps from its crumbling position and immediately searches for a window that it can jump over.

Taps!

Taps!

Taps!

Until when are you going to keep chasing me, Mad Man?!

Hearing Esther's shoe tread from behind, Code :9 instinctively turns the face. The anxiety that Code : 9 now has lies not in his fear, nor in his inability to fight his two enemies, but in Esther—'s ability to now possess a Phantasmal-level weapon, the Ruberion Sword, in his right hand.

Code 9 quickly dropped his body. Very thin, the slash of a red aura blade almost hit the tip of his nose.

CRASHES!

Slash lines had been etched on the walls of the dark building. Code 9 quickly went to a window and jumped out. In just less than a second, the building he had just exited from, had been neatly cut off.

BLAARR!

BLAARR!

As the roof and ceiling of the building collapsed, Code 9 was no longer surprised to see Esther do the same. However, the strangeness that left him confused was the reason why Excel always changed Esther's weapon right after she had made an attack with such a tremendous impact.

Falling down with a splash, Code 9 finds Esther and the Empress once again alternating weapons while they are in the sky. The leap of the two after meeting immediately went to a different side.

Wait for.

Just before Esther returned the Ruberion Sword, she staggered slightly, Code 9 immediately understood that her body was no longer strong enough to withstand the overwhelming force.

However, Code :9 has only one chance. His body that had repeatedly hit the wall and the roof of the building was no longer strong to withstand the load. Despite gaining additional strength from his dagger, Carnwennan, intense pain would plunge into his body right after the effects ended, which was due to his basic stats having been drastically reduced.

The monster is unstable.

The gaze of Code :9 immediately turned to Excel, who was running from his right side, was no different from Esther running from her left side as she turned to the other side.

PATS!

The landing went smoothly. Utilizing both of his legs as a fulcrum, Code: 9 jumps, lunging forward to attack from the front. It was impossible to pull a tug-of-war, no longer able to escape to report his findings to the one who had his life, Emperor Renacles. Code 9 decides to give everything to the last attack he made.

The three soon meet. Esther and Excel turn their backs on a collapsed building. Shortly before Code :9 was once again about to attack Excel, the tip of Carnwennan's blade immediately swerved, precisely able to scratch the light iron armor that Esther was now wearing.

CRASHES!

"Ack!"

"Aragh!" Blood once again coughed, Code 9 felt his chest heat up.

Slowly lowering his gaze, Code 9 found his chest had been pierced by two crossed swords. As the heart beats faster, cold sweat begins to pour from all over, Code 9 understands that it has been "defeated" for the first time.

No different from him, Esther is now staggered to a fall. Coupled with the injuries caused by the Phantasmal level weapon, Esther's body was no longer in power to maintain her consciousness after bearing the weight of the "Alter." condition."

"Why are you smiling?" Wrinkles appear above the Excel forehead. Looking strangely at Code : 9 who smiled wryly, confusion and a little bit of annoyance filled him.

"Excel Empress... Why do you look so confident?" Code 9 says cynically, though his power to speak is weakening, "I do not attack the capital alone."

Although Excel has provided extra protection and security for his two children, coupled with the order to escape from the capital to his guard knights— led by Dia—both Excel eyes remain widened.

Excessive fear and worry instantly filled his heart. Immediately turning around with Esther on his back, Excel at full speed left Code : 9 which is now on the threshold of his life.

The view of Code 9 is getting blurred, his body staggered and fell down heavily. Even so, the smile that felt triumphant did not disappear from above his face.

Feel the suffering, the people who are always in happiness.

At that time, the aroma of freshness from wet soil because rain water became a satisfaction for Code : 9, 9, who slowly closed both eyes in satisfaction because it had made the upper level people understand the bitterness of life that he had been feeling.

Not far from where Code : 9 was killed, Excel sprinted towards the imperial palace. Panic was growing in his heart as he found many knights and servants killed along the palace hallway.

Evacuating children has been divided into different stages and with different purposes so that at least the blood carrier of the Emperor is not lost. Unlike the children of Ares and other mistresses, the security of Raze and Orcian— as well as Wilma and Milly— should be tight.

Raze, Orcian, and Wilma and her mother's final destination were security guarantees if Ares' other children were reported to have been killed. However, it backfired for him. Excel does not think that Code 9 has many subordinates with powers equivalent to itself.

The treads accelerated, Excel headed for the room in the back of the palace that was close to the secret passageway used to escape, ignoring his extremely jaded body.

Looking at Di—bibi Ares as well as Milly—'s biological mother who was lying covered in blood in the hallway as well as the other knights with circumstances no different from her, Excel immediately laid Esther down, run fast and break down the door of the room which becomes the last point before the escape will be done.

BRACKET!

Fear, relief, mixed feelings are what Excel is now feeling. Right after the door opened, his daughter, Orcian, was playing the body pieces of Code: 9 assassins with a small knife in her right hand.

Fresh blood filled the floor of the room. The intestines of the assassins had been scattered, cut into pieces similar to small pipes. The heart, lungs, and liver have also been cut small, splattered with pools of blood.

"Or.. cian?" Relief, fear Excel felt when calling his daughter's name.

Orcian turned away, showing his yellowish eyes shining dimly with a carefree smile, "Mother is coming!"

Orcian ran over, threw away the knife in his hand and spread his hand as if he was very welcoming to his mother.

Excel stretched out his hand, confused not knowing what he should do. Receiving the Orcian whose skin and clothes were now drenched in blood, Excel ventured to ask, "Where... big brother?"

With a puzzled face, Orcian immediately pointed to a corner of the room. Excel found the long blond woman face down, as if hugging something with her blood-soaked state.

"Milly!" Excel shouted as she approached her husband's concubine.

After taking down the Orcian, Excel turned the body of her husband's concubines, Wilma and Raze out from behind her arms, each of whom still had a beat.

Unlike the two people in his calm embrace, Milly's expression was weak, several stab scars were visible all over her body.

"Lilly! Milly!" Tears involuntarily drip from one corner of Excel's eye. He knew that the situation was too late for him. Even so, Excel still shook Milly's body lightly.

Still, not waking up. The pulse and heartbeat are no longer felt. In fact, Excel knew that his body had cooled, a sign that Milly had died long before he came.

Excel closed both eyes. His face was getting teary. I deeply regret what he has done so far.

"Mother... why?" Orcian asked confusedly, not understanding what was happening to his mother. Innocently, Orcian kept asking, throwing away the curiosity that had been haunting him for some time, "Mother, why does Mama Milly keep sleeping?"

"No. It's okay." The only answer I can think of. Excel did not understand how to answer his daughter.

Excuse me...

Ii'm sorry...

Excuse me...

Taking Wilma and Raze from within Milly's arms, Excel's gaze remained fixed on his face. Regrets, sadness so deep, seem even from the gurgle Excel shows.

That night, although not the first time the capital night felt very gripping, was the night that became the cause where the ball of history will once again spin.

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Note :

Sorry up a long time, this chapter has experienced rewrite several times.I'm not strong nulis scene where the killer slaughtered the imperial family.

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