The Crown Of The Nine Continents
Chapter 51: Rampage, Nuxuria.
Aulzania city.
Chaos ensued where - mana, buildings were destroyed scattered, people were running around in panic, blood splattered everywhere.
There were three dragons flying freely in the Sky of Aulzania City. All Dragons have the same characteristics, which are Legam Black, have decayed skin and their two eyes are gone.
Meanwhile....
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Behind the chaos of the city of Aulzania, there is a group of people who walk quietly. They are not affected by all the chaos that is happening in the city of Aulzania.
The group was led by a Man wearing a red-patterned Black Dress. His two red eyes were Diminished, adding to the impression of mysteriousness he had. Her black hair, soaking under the scorching afternoon sun.
The man walked elegantly like a ruler. The people who followed him from behind added to the impression of the ruler that emanated from within him....
"All of you, save the people of the City, I will face them alone."
The man let out a voice, a cold voice like the chant of death. Inside it was mixed with various emotions. Hatred, Revenge, Anger, and Sadness.
Amazingly, he was not at all swallowed by those Negative Emotions. As if - will, all those emotions were swallowed by him.
The people who followed him nodded, indicating that they understood. None of them dared to oppose him at this moment. The man who led them, seemed to have turned into someone they did not know.
One by one everyone began to separate from the group until it finally left the man walking alone.
The man, staring intently at the Colosseum of Aulzania City.
The man pointed his arm at the Empty air. Instantly, a hole of Space and Dimension engulfing his arm appeared there.
Later then...
The man drew a Sword from within that Space. The sword was pure White, the blade of the Sword itself was white. The sword's eyes are lined by a shiny Golden color.
Some of the Gold-colored engravings are found in the handles and blades.
The sword gave off an aura so beautiful, it could not be spoken with words. As soon as the Sword had appeared completely, the space around it became distorted.
"It's time for you to show Existence, [Thousand Divine Souls Sword~Nuxuria]."
The man, swinging his arm, took out a slash into empty air.
A Vertical Slash.
Purely just an ordinary Slash, there was not the slightest Swing Power within that Slash. There are no signs - signs of which use to strengthen it.
He just took out a slash of it, as if playing around to paint a beautiful Light Line in the air.
Supposedly, people would think, what is the usefulness of such a weak slash?
Even if envisaged with Logic, such a Slash would not be able to split the Wood.
However, what happened because of that slash?
Earth and Land, Buildings and Walls, the Colosseum and the Air, they all instantly split apart....
Make whatever is in front of the man become divided into two. A ten-meter wide crack was created, straight towards the Colosseum of Aulzania City.
Along with all the Buildings on its path, there is no exception Colosseum City Aulzania. It was all split apart, by something that not even the eyes could see.
When almost everything in the path of the attack was destroyed and perished. Only innocent people were not affected by the attack. How amazing that was, considering the impact of such a simple Slash was enormous.
The man, walking calmly back, walked straight towards the Colosseum. The ground that was split apart instantly returned to its original state when he passed through it. It was as if - his slash was only used to make a Path for him.
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A badumm!!
The side wall of the Arena Colosseum exploded, it was caused by the two people bouncing off at high speed.
The two people were Arniga and Ilvina, they had been rendered helpless before the Undead - the Undead surrounding the Necromancer Woman.
"Bahahahah! Give up, and be my sweet Undead..." The Necromancer woman laughed triumphantly.
"Grkkp... Damn, it turns out where we've been absorbed...." Arniga with a face full of injuries grumbled.
"Current, so the cause of our attack disappearing is because of that..." Ilvina coughed up blood.
Although the mana Arniga and Ilvina had been absorbed, they were certain even if their strength was still in its original state. They would not be able to defeat that Necromancer Woman. Just one of the five Undead surrounding him was already as strong as the two of them.
Not to mention, they felt that the bald old man by the side of the Necromancer Woman had a terrifying strength.
That Old Man was probably stronger than the Necromancer Woman..
"Dam... How is this." Arniga mutters.
"How else? fight or not, that woman will kill us... So we better fight to the end." Ilvina voiced an opinion like a True Knight.
Ilvina began to rise again, her words filled with the Will of a Knight.
Arniga felt a little embarrassed, his determination was defeated by a Woman, he felt his pride had fallen by this time.
"Tch.. Well, I don't like defeat without honor." Following Ilvina, Arniga bounced back.
Ilvina and Arniga stared intently at the Necromancer Woman, they looked like warriors who would die sacrificially.
Both prepare their weapons, each by doing a shift, they run...
"Hyaa, I really like people who never give up... Torturing them would be more fun." The Necromancer woman looked happy.
The Necromancer Woman's happy expression changed in an instant. It becomes a horrible expression...
"against them.... Zen~zu." - Zen." The Necromancer woman gave the order with a sweet Tone.
A Male Undead responded to his orders. The Undead was doing horses, just like a Martial Master.
The male Undead did not wear any Weapons, only using both of his hands to serve as weapons.
"Well...!" Arniga and Ilvina attacked simultaneously.
They only relied on the physique to carry out this attack. Even so, they still fought despite not having a chance to win.
The undead commanded by the Necromancer Woman immediately moved. He drove off the trajectory of the attack from Ilvina and Arniga.
Nah! Nah! Nah! Dugm! Dugm! Dugm!
The Undead's rapid-fire streak was unleashed. At the same time, the attack repelled and attacked Arniga and Ilvina. Without Mana, Arniga and Ilvina could not react.
The punch after the punch from the Undead they received.
"Gosh!" Arniga spewed blood.
"Grahhh.!" Ilvina's entire face was covered in wounds.
The Undead did not grant Ilvina and Arniga any mercy. He continued to launch his consecutive punching attacks.
When Arniga and Ilvina already have no energy and will fall. The undead gripped the necks of the two, holding them back from falling.
"Enough, hold them like that.." The Necromancer woman gave the order.
In response to the Commandment from his Master, the Undead loosened his Grip on Ilvina and Arniga's neck.
"Reynalue, quickly order your undead to bring the Royal Family here..." The Bald Old Man who was beside the Necromancer Woman spoke cynically.
"Whisper, I've ordered them. Look, they've come..." The Necromancer woman was upset.
King Esdagius, Queen Rialna, Prince Etharez, and Princess Sylna. They were led by the Undead with their arms bound.
Bruk! Bruk! Bruk! Bruk!
They were all brought down in a cruel manner. Their luxurious clothes hit the dust of the Arena ground and became dirty instantly.
"Grah! Your insolents, how dare to attack Aulzania City!" King Esdagius cried out in his face.
"My king..." Queen Rialna stared worriedly.
"The Royal Family of Aulzania, Kehahaha! From now on, this Kingdom belongs to us!" The Necromancer woman laughed in satisfaction.
"LT...?" The woman stopped her laughter, she was seen glancing at something that was of interest to her. That something is... The woman who wears the face cover, Princess Sylna.
"Hey, I feel something interesting about you..."
King Esdagius glared at the Necromancer Woman approaching her beloved Princess.
"Don't touch him! You're a fucking asshole!"
"Khaha! Seeing you say that makes me even more curious about this woman!"
Princess Sylna, raised in a Cruel way by the Necromancer Woman.
"Let me see that face of yours..!"
The Necromancer woman tore off Princess Sylna's face covering. A surprising face was inside. Not a bad face, but a beautiful face. Her eyes, nose, cheeks, and every corner of her face felt perfect.
Her pure white hair, was more suitable when it was put together with her milk-white skin. Who would have thought behind the cover of her face, this kind of beauty she hid.
The Necromancer woman looked surprised for a moment. But he quickly regained consciousness and put up a terrifying smile.
"Luckily~ I don't have a pretty collection like this..."
"Suckers! Don't you dare to be like with my sister?!" Prince Etharez shouted furiously, although the current position of his body was so pitiful.
"Grkkp...! The insolent! How dare you touch my daughter!" King Esdagius also experienced the same amount of anger.
But all of that even made the Necromancer Woman smile happily. He seemed to be enjoying people screaming in despair.
"Gee! I like that look of despair... I've decided, I'll make this Beauty my Collection right now." The Necromancer woman licked her lips, she looked at Princess Sylna as if looking at a victim.
"Stay away from him!"
"Damn it! The insolent! Goddamn bum!"
"Ehehehe, I love your screams~" The Necromancer woman smiled even more happily. Then, from his right hand appeared a sinister purple Mist.
Princess Sylna's neck was firmly gripped by the Necromancer Woman. Fear filled the entire face of Princess Sylna. She cried sobbing - sobs afraid of what happened to her.
"Death quietly and be my collection~ [Dark Magic: Rise of Undead.]
The Necromancer Woman's Right Hand drew closer towards Princess Sylna's Chest. As if - will the hand will seize the heart of Princess Sylna's.
"Hiks... Hix... T-Mr Dirvaren, T-Please.."
"Eh...?" The Necromancer woman stopped her movements. He felt something strange not far from where he was. This reverie was awakened, when the Bald Old Man shouted....
"Dodge! Reynalue!" The Bald Man shouted, he quickly moved and pulled the Necromancer Woman away from where he was standing. They quickly moved to the place where the Colosseum audience seats were located.
"Shut up! do you want to die, look at that.!" The Bald Man pointed at one corner of the Arena.
"See?! What are you sly-"
Dururu!
The Colosseum shook violently, then suddenly, the Colosseum was completely split apart. Along with a large crack in the ground that cut the Colosseum into two pieces.
An impossible sight to believe, no attack of any kind was in sight. There is no clear reason why all of this happens. The Necromancer Woman and the Old Bald Man were wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Earth is split suddenly - arriving..?"
"I felt something dangerous from that corner. But, this unexpected dangerous thing it can split this Arena instantly... True strength - Crazy!" The bald Old Man shouted in disbelief.
"What do you mean attack? there's nothing I see like an attack!"
"Don't ask me! I don't know either."
"Nidgor look at that!" The Necromancer woman pointed at one corner of the split Arena.
Behind the cloud of dust that filled the entire part of the Arena. The figure of the Dark Silhouette walked calmly. The ground that was split apart seemed to not stop its steps in the slightest. Behind that dark figure, two eyes... Red glows.
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"Death will not be enough for you...."
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"Those who hurt innocent people...."
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"Those who have tried to harm those under my protection.."
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"You will destroy, heading.... Desperation from Hell without end."
When the silhouette stopped its steps, the dust cloud had completely disappeared. Appearing the entirety of his male figure, he stared intently at the Necromancer Woman and the Bald Old Man who was in the Spot of the Spectator's Seat.
The deg!
The Bald Old Man felt his heart being struck by a bolt of lightning. When the eyes of the man in the Arena looked at him, it instantly made the heart freeze. Dangerous instincts continuously told him, to immediately escape.
"R-Reynalue, we have to be quick-run-"
"Argh! How dare you destroy my sweet Undead!"
The Necromancer woman instead shouted furiously, because all of her Undead had been completely destroyed. Only a few parts of their bodies remained in the Arena. Something that made the Colosseum split apart, it seemed to have managed to eradicate all the Undead present.
Strangely, the thing that split the Colosseum did not hurt anyone but the Undead. Princess Sylna who was only a few inches away from the split Ground Cracks also survived.
"So you are, that Necromancer woman..." The man did not heed the Necromancer Woman who was shouting furiously.
"Grggg I'm going to torture you!" The Necromancer woman prepared to attack.
Plakk!
A loud slap received the Necromancer Woman. He looked a little confused and looked for where this slap came from.
"Nidgor! What are you lakuka-"
"Basic Stupid! There's no way we can win from him! Quickly call your Dragon here! we're backing out immediately!" The Bald Old Man scolded the Necromancer Woman.
"B-But...."
"That's enough! you want to be punished again?!"
"Don't want to! Come, my dragon!"
Groaaarr
One Dragon was seen flying in the sky of the Colosseum making a huge shadow fill the entire Arena. The Bald Old Man quickly herded the Necromancer Woman towards the top of the Dragon's back. The bald Old Man, used a pair of wings that were on his back to fly.
Wosch! Wosshhhh!
The dragon quickly flew away from the Colosseum of Aulzania City. The two of them had actually escaped from the man in the Arena.
Leaving the man who was standing pecking, a terrifying smile appeared on his face.
"I'm sorry for my delay everything.." The man glanced, at everyone lying in the Arena.
"For the time being, I will chase them first... [Blood Ruler: Multi Blood Prison Cube]... See you around." See ya."
The figure of the man quickly disappeared somewhere. However, there was one thing that was certain he left behind a red Cube that wrapped everyone present. All that to protect them, if another attack arrives.
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Oh wow! Oh wow! Oh wow! Wosch!
Several Legam Black Dragons flew over the sky of a Forest. On the back of one of the Dragons, two people were seen standing there.
"Nidgor, can you explain why it's impossible for us to win against him?"
"D-He's so mysterious, I can't measure how much power he is. But I believe the reason why it is impossible for us to win is because of a Sword in his hand."
"That white sword..?"
"Yes, that sword is somehow very frightening, its power is so great and immeasurable..."
"Hufft.... Why does my plan always fail like this, how do I face it later?"
"Reynalue, this time I'll help you explain. Well... The most important thing is we managed to escape first."
The Necromancer Woman and the Bald Old Man sighed. There were all sorts of mixed feelings in their hearts.
"Do you think you've escaped?"
A cold and piercing Voice sounded by the Two people riding the Dragon. Instantly their Hearts froze, reluctantly they turned on the Origin of this voice.
"I...?!"
"Nidgor, he's not human?!"
They were surprised, Ren who was chasing them had a pair of wings on his back. Wings made of a blood red mist. It doesn't even look real at all.
"Do you want to hear this Sword Story?" Ren smiled eerily, he had absolutely no intention of attacking. He just flew, following the three dragons flying in the air.
"This sword....." Ren started his one-sided story..
"Thousand Divine Souls, Nuxuria. As the name implies, this Sword is made of a thousand divine Souls from the past. Possessing the power of a thousand Divine Souls, this Sword can tear down a Mountain, Split the Ocean, and Destroy dimensions and Reality."
The Necromancer Woman and the Bald Old Man were so shocked when they heard what Ren said. They finally realized, the reason why the Colosseum could be split instantly.
Ren stopped his flying pace, he was now just floating in the air. Staring at the three black Dragons flying away from him.
"[Slash]."
The shing!
The basic skill of a Swordsman [Slash] was just an ordinary slash containing mana. That slash he did horizontally, creating a crescent-shaped Line of Light in the air.
The sickle-shaped blade of Light, swiftly shot towards the fleeing Dragons. The blade of Light was growing at all times, until it reached an incredible size, it could be estimated to be equivalent to the area of Aulzania City.
The blade of light, cutting through everything that was in its path. Dragons, Air, even Mountains that were in the path of the Light Blade.
Shrats! Shrats! Shrats!
A badumm!
The three flying Dragons were cut into two halves in a dramatic manner. Not only the Dragon that was cut off, but the Mountain not far from where the Dragon was located was also affected. The line of light left a huge incision on the mountain.
This monstrous power, caused only by an ordinary slash from Ren's Nuxuria Sword.
The two figures riding the Dragon fell down from above the sky. With such a height, it should be enough for a living being to die. However, both of them were demon races that possessed strong endurance.
Although they fell from such a height, it would only inflict ordinary small injuries.
Bruk!
Bruk!
Both of them fell to the ground...
"Guhok! The power is destroyed that way... Crazy." The Bald Old Man coughed - coughing, he could not believe that an ordinary Slash from the Sword could possess this kind of overwhelming Destruction.
"Yeah! Argh...!"
The screams from the Necromancer Woman made the Bald Old Man startled and turned to him.
"Reynalue...?!"
The Necromancer woman rolled - a roll of pain. The two legs he had were cut off by that unusually large Blade of Light. Blood gushed from there violently.
"Hold on! We'll be per-" soon"
"Hoho... Want to try running away again?"
The Bald Old Man immediately turned around to see the origin of the voice. He turned around with a face that had been completely deathly pale.
"Give up, and accept this judgment..."
In just a moment, the Bald Old Man saw Ren's figure as something sinister. The thing that all living beings fear is death.
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**Author Note :
Hello~...
Not felt an all-round story of my shortcomings has reached 50 Chapters. All of this is thanks to you readers who provide support that means a lot to me.
Therefore, I forced myself to make one additional Chapter. May this ease your annoyance at me who always makes things in a 'Nanggung' way:)
Brakk!
Author: Who hit you?!
Ren: Who else? I'm disgusted by your confidence.
Author: Ebuset, how can you get out?!
No answer**....
Okay, I'll see you... Thank ye.