Death Games
Hands of the Kings

The battle of the Kings and their deputies against Cerberus finally began as well. The barbaric attacks of people revered as supreme figures had shocked the spectators around him.

Horrifically.

That's level.

The higher-ups, elders, and noble families were nothing compared to their shrewdness.

The nations of the world Guide.

Siren, with the ability of Megalodon the servant of the god. Shaking the land of their nation. The battle with the impact of a large war devastated nearly half of the area.

And Blerda Sirena was just watching not far from there.

The brain is in control of Cerberus. The first mastermind to plot the collapse of the Elders and nobles.

The one who started the information that the disciples of Hadesia would be a threat to them. Also a sly figure as a pioneer that cerberus can be used to kill the cold training disciples as well as smooth out other plans.

In fact, everything is within his reach.

The fight actors are his chess pieces.

And he also made many nobles and higher-ups betray their respective nations for their personal ambitions.

Those people's plans are just a foothold of his goal. Wasn't his figure who stood in the shadows very clean of his work?

His desire need not dirty his hands. Because of this destruction until anytime will also be remembered as the plan of some higher-ups and nobles who entered the forbidden area without the permission of the nations.

The dream of Apollo is beyond his calculations. But Blerda did not care, as long as the Elder as well as the corrupt nobles died in the tragedy, it was more than enough for him.

Dwarves.

A nation with the blessing to be able to see the aura. Noa Krucoa as the leader, just stood still while glancing at the scenery outside the window.

Peace is in the land of his reign. All the nobles and Elders bowed and were respectful to his power.

But a red crow perched beautifully on his left shoulder. The consignment of the Siren King, as information of the actual incident.

Although it is an act of not praise, but every nation has its own way of dealing with chaos in its shade.

So that Noa Krucoa will understand the destruction that occurred because of the wishes of each of the young leaders out there.

Empusas.

It is identical to a white flag with burning bat wings. His king, the scythe holder of the God of Death, beheaded Cerberus without much effort. In three swings, the legend monster squirms dying in plain sight.

The cheers of the wounded yet still able to witness it, clapping adored his prowess.

But the King's heart wryly made. Trempusa's hand clasped tightly onto his weapon. It feels like a fraud.

He realized that the animal did not actually attack him. Legendary monsters are under the control of Arigan Arentio and Thertera Aszeria as their masters.  

Chimeras.

The noisy dog that became the opponent of the King finally took his life. Hexar Chimeral is back. But the appearance before his eyes, made the people around him amazed as well as afraid of him.

The destruction of the head of Cerberus by its grip, made the people convinced that he was the greatest King of all the nations.

In fact, the Midget King felt defeated by dead animals in his hands.

Acting cool in fighting, but the legend monster from the beginning was hypnotized in order to be slaughtered easily.

It didn't work for him this fight. Except for the look in his eyes, glancing at his surroundings.

“Quick help everyone who is injured!” his orders were to the knights and soldiers of the chimera nation.

 Hydra.

Nearly half the area destroyed, the land covered by ice. In fact, the monstrous animal as the vandal suspect froze due to the Vice King's ability there.

Without Kers having to intervene, Revtel was able to slaughter the legendary monster.

In fact, they believe that he is the one who deserves to sit on the throne. However, this would all obviously be opposed by the few remaining nobles as well as Elders.

For them, it was better for Hydragel Kers to be King.

Because a wine-eating figure that could only read minds, it was much more useful to be controlled as a puppet.

Unfortunately, none of those corrupt people knew. If men are underestimated they are the worst snakes in their homeland.

Because Kers is the second most despicable person after Blerda in leading his Kingdom.

“You okay?!” panicked the snake King while helping the injured-looking Elder. Even his eyes were glazed as he watched it. “I'm sorry. Sorry for being late in stopping that crazy monster. If we move faster, then none of this will happen.”

And his hand was directed to shut the old man's mouth. Of course, the assisted figure became confused because of it.

Slowly he felt a strange sensation enter the esophagus. As it turned out, it was the darkness from the palm of his King's hand.

Seen by him, Kers grinned suddenly. With a strange sensation of the whole organ.

The elder died without being able to tell the truth. If every nervous system in his body has stiffened and no longer functions as it should.

The helper just killed him in silence with his secret style.

So Kers returned to neutralize his expression. As if frantically looking at the old man, not moving any more in his embrace.

Dracula's.

A nation synonymous with high-level assandia belongs to them. Without the presence of Lucian Brastok, his subordinates attacked blindly to stop the rampage of the legend monsters.

But on one hand, his King's footsteps came to a halt at a sturdy gate in the basement. Slowly opened it, and there appeared a group of Elders and some nobles present in the enclosed space while enjoying the luxury.

“You! Lucians? How come you're here?!” panicking one of them saw his appearance.

The man said nothing. Except for his bead eyes, swept away the appearance of every occupant of the room in front of him.

“While the people above are busy fighting. What are you guys doing here?”

“I-itu—” the answerator looked nervous continuing his sentence.

“Oh, you guys are hiding yes. It's worth it at the main door I was blocked by a strong seal. Apparently so that no one realizes this place yes.”

“You!” furious with one of the Elders for being caught off guard by his King.

“Good. If that's what you want, then I'll give you.”

Lucian stepped inside. Closing the sturdy gate so that it can no longer be opened without his permission.

“What do you want?!”

But, it was precisely a faint smile streak imprinted on his lips. Slowly the scent of thick blood oozed out from his skin.

“You!” shocked one of the nobles realized the strangeness of his King.

“Thank you. Because you no longer need to see the outside world later.”

And the torches that illuminated the entire room suddenly went out. Simultaneously screams echoed there as an unexpected attack hit the people inside.

Lucian Brastok, slaughtered them with abilities he never expended to show to his subordinates.