Nameless King

Dragons to all creatures in the world were something majestic, something that was on the top that others could not climb. However, for those who were on the Demigod Stage or higher, things became a little different, as now the Dragons had changed from being true gods to being merely worthy opponents.

The Dragons in turn refused to accept this reality since they believed that even among the Fifth Chronicle they had no equal, but it was not uncommon for Dragons to lose to someone from the Pillars or even simple monsters who could reach the Demigod Stage.

"Wain... It's them, right?" Nicole asked with a worried expression, gripping the hilt of her weapon tightly.

"Yeah." Wain nodded, "Those three that are trying to break through the barrier now are the Dragons. Don't worry, they may think they're the strongest, but they're not. There are no Elders among them, so it will be easy."

Wain was completely relaxed as his aura was at zero, as if he was not even going to fight, however, Nicole could not be as calm as him.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The magical circle shuddered violently as the next blow completely destroyed it, allowing the Dragons to advance.

In three flashes they instantly headed toward Wain and Nicole, but as soon as they saw Wain's cold gaze, they stopped and flew aside. It only took them a few seconds to realize who their adversary was.

"What are you doing here?" The dragon with the massive black wings asked with a dazed expression. Beside him stood a girl with red wings and a muscular man with white scales and armored wings.

"Are you really asking me?" Wain muttered pointing to himself as if he had absolutely no idea what Blackwing was talking about.

Blackwing frowned as his aura increased several times, making the ground beneath him crack, but he managed to restrain himself from attacking Wain in a rage.

The dragon took a deep breath and said as calmly as he could in that situation, "Wain Norheim, no, Nameless King, why did you come here and take the fang of our long-dead fellow? You surely know that this is a great insult to us Dragons, do you not?"

Wain remained silent until he tilted his head and pointed at Nicole, "I did it so she would get her first weapon. Is that really any problem for you?"

"Hey! Have you become an idiot since you got your memories back?" The red-winged Dragon Girl exclaimed in a disgruntled voice, "Of course, it's a problem! It's bloody humiliating!"

Redwing's hands were covered in red flames as she was about to attack, but Blackwing stopped her with a wave of his hand.

"Wain Norheim, given who you are, we are prepared to resolve this conflict without a fight. All we need is a simple apology. You knew it was forbidden to do so. Even if you are the Nameless King, you are much weaker now than you were 500 years ago. Out of respect for your status, all we need from you is a few words." Blackwing calmly said before pointing at Nicole, "Of course, she will have to give that scythe to us. We have to put the fang back where it belongs."

Nicole wanted to shout out immediately that she disagreed, but the looks from the dragons immediately stopped her. The dragons were making it clear to her that Wain was deciding everything now, nothing depended on her here.

"Apologize? You want me to apologize?" Wain said looking at Blackwing, "I think you should do it."

The dragons were completely baffled, so for a moment they were even stunned by such impertinent words.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Blackwing asked with wide eyes.

"Last time I was in your world, one of the dragons attacked me." Wain said seriously as his aura intensified, "I don't like to remember the past, but then I actually almost died. I'm lucky I have allies and I still don't know what the fuck you were doing 500 years ago."

"Nameless King..." Whitewing muttered, "You must realize that you are a threat to this world, on the same level as the Second Ruler of the Arkan World. You're lucky we couldn't decide which side to take then, otherwise, you might have been dead for real by now."

"I agree! Enough of this nonsense!" Redwing exclaimed as she waved her hand, "Either apologize or we'll destroy you right here and now. This world doesn't really need you, if the Second Ruler of the Arkan World wants to take over the world again, our Progenitor will deal with it easily."

Blackwing was silent, waiting for Wain's answer, who had not changed his face at all, no visible emotion at all.

"Well, I can't say I'm upset to hear an answer like that. Now I know for sure there's no point in waiting for help from you, though 500 years ago I had hope that you'd take my side and together we'd sort out the Arkans once and for all." Wain sighed while shaking his head before making a move.

Crackle.

Huge cracks went along the ground as stone slabs rose upward due to the tremendous pressure as if Wain's step weighed hundreds of tons.

At the same moment, Wain unleashed his entire aura, which was directed at the Dragons in a black stream, forcing them to step back so they wouldn't lose their balance.

"You bunch of idiots took the time to come here and break the barrier to find out who broke the fang off the corpse of a long-dead dragon, but you didn't have time to decide who to help during the most important war of this world?!" Wain spoke furiously as he pointed his hand forward.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Space trembled as a huge jaw appeared over the mountains through which the Dragon's spine passed.

"No!!!" Blackwing exclaimed fearfully, realizing what Wain was up to.

"In that case, there's no point in me wasting my time with you. You are too stupid to understand which path to take." Wain said coldly before clenching his hand into a fist.

The jaw clenched, engulfing the mountain along with the Dragon's skeleton. All that was left in the place of the attack was a void, not a single bone able to survive.