Chapter 1149 Our King Is The Mightiest

Inside the hidden dungeon of the tower, a woman and a Waiga were standing on the beach. Without notice, the woman raised her hand and fired several blood arrows that rushed to strike down the white furred creature.You'll discover the inception of this content at n0v@lbin★

Before the arrows could land on him, Sarohan raised both hands to create a shield of blood. The arrows slammed into the shield, which then transformed into a giant carpet. The Waiga jumped on the carpet and soared away, dodging the next volley of arrows.

"You've mastered the blood arts, and there's nothing more for me to teach you," said Seraphine as she ceased attacking the Waiga. "I'm just glad that you no longer look like a red bean. I never thought I would say this, but I like how you look now."

"I was also scared that the blood tint would not disappear, but I just needed a little bit of practice," said the Waiga as he descended to the ground, returning the blood to his body. "These new powers are cool. I wonder how I got them."

"We both know that you obtained them through my blood," said Seraphine with a frown, but the Waiga shrugged. His nonchalant attitude upset her, prompting her to send a tornado of blood toward him. As he screamed and ran, she demanded, "Confess what you have done!"

"I remember nothing! Leave me alone!" shouted Sarohan as he ran around, chased by the tornado of blood. Seraphine had a playful smile as she chased after him with her blood art, secretly relieved that the Waiga didn't taunt her.

In truth, Seraphine felt grateful toward Sarohan. It was the first time she had witnessed such a brave act of camaraderie when Sarohan turned down the divine blessing and became a demon because the two were friends. In reality, Seraphine did not think such a thing was possible.

Although the Waiga had no spiritual energy, just like what their king had mentioned, he was still the only one among them who managed to kill a horseman. The rest of them tried, but none could sneak like this Waiga could. He was a literal bug walking around and killing gods.

As the two were fooling around, a powerful pulse emanated from the blue palace. It shattered the blood tornado and pushed the waves backward. The aura shook the world itself, making the pair freeze in place, despite knowing its origins. Then, the two fell silent before staring at each other and smiling.

"Our king is powerful."

"Indeed."

Pride filled their features, and the two began walking toward the blue palace. It had been four months since Arthur began his training, and they could feel the difference with every passing day. No matter how many times they thought he reached his limits, he surpassed them the following day.

The two reached the bridge, which no one dared to pass while Arthur was in training. As per ritual, the two sat on the ground without crossing. This became a routine for most of them as they wanted to witness the powers of their lord.

After a few minutes, a powerful cry echoed. Then, another pulse shook the world, fluttering their hair and fur. However, instead of being afraid, the two of them sat with excitement.

"Before I met him, I thought that I would live my life leading a bunch of Waigas in an unknown town," said Sarohan while sitting crossed-legged, a smile on his face. As his blue eyes stared at the palace, his chest swelled with pride. "I now became Famine Killer, renowned throughout the universe."

"Does that universe exist in your imagination?" spat the demonic Blood Queen with a scowl, before turning toward the palace as well. "You just got lucky, so don't get cocky! You are still the weakest one of his soldiers!"

"I was just feeling a little full when we passed the fourth floor," said the Waiga while rubbing his stomach. "That's the only reason you ranked first instead of me."

"How about you say that again and I stuff you with dirt and drown you?" threatened the Blood Queen, but Sarohan pretended that he couldn't hear her. "I was the same too before meeting him. I thought he was a god or something because of his golden mana, which I still don't understand. But in the end, I found peace because of him."

"Your little sister was cute."

"She was."

As the two sat and admired their new king, a sudden change took over. Black lightning shot from the palace, electrifying the air with static electricity. It shot through the clouds and thundered, making the sky and mountains shake.

Seraphine and Sarohan jumped from their seats, unable to comprehend the sudden surge of destruction. Souls of wrath screamed for justice as the entire blue palace crumbled due to the black lightning.

"Is this a new form of his strength?" asked the Waiga with confusion.

"A more destructive form, it seems," responded Seraphine. Her heart skipped many beats as she felt her chest tighten. "This power is undoubtedly countless times stronger than the ones before it."

"You mean the one he used to slay a million ogres? Does he plan to exterminate their entire race?!" shouted Sarohan in a high-pitched tone, but the lightning vanished instantly. Panicked, the Waiga fell on his knees, pleading. "I was just joking, my lord! You know this monkey has a big mouth!"

The sky continued to thunder as the lightning began to fade. A sharp wind blew from within the palace, cutting through the mountain and causing significant damage. Seraphine raised a blood barrier to protect them while squinting at the palace's gate.

"He is coming out."

"This worthless life would only dirty your hands, my king!" shouted Sarohan with fear, sensing the ominous presence. Something sharp and dangerous was emerging.

Bang!

A foot stepped outside the palace, causing the blue marble to cave inward. A tall man emerged from the darkness, surrounded by black lightning crackling around him. He wore nothing but black pants, showcasing his muscles brimming with power.

As the pair looked at him, their hair stood on end. Arthur walked toward them, but he was different. His aura was sharper, thicker, and more threatening. Black cracks ran across his cheeks to his eyes, which were tinged with darkness that sent chills down their spines.

Sarohan could no longer joke around and changed his posture to kneel. The demon followed suit, kneeling as well, both greeting his arrival simultaneously.

"Welcome back, my king!"

"Rise," commanded Arthur in a deep voice, and the two found themselves standing before they realized it. Their obedience to his command was instinctual, not voluntary. "Where are the rest?"

"Lian is hunting for his army, while Ilia is teaching the knights of Karma City. The rest are aiding Dorian against the rising pseudo-lords," informed Seraphine of recent events. "You were absent for four months, sir."

"Four months… equivalent to five days on Earth," muttered Arthur, lowering his gaze to meet theirs. Seraphine felt a chill as she failed to recognize him as her lord. "Did anyone rise against Dorian?"

"Some groups from the third floor began looting the farmlands outside his city," reported Seraphine, shifting the conversation to a more concerning topic. "You seem different, my lord."

"Wrath changes men," said Arthur, raising his hand and staring at his palm. Black lightning crackled from it, almost bursting with destruction. "I've unlocked the second layer of the seal, allowing me to harness more wrath than before."

"Did it cause this change in your demeanor?" asked Sarohan, puzzled.

"Wrath itself wouldn't change me anymore, but I've lived countless lives inside the kingdom of wrath," said Arthur, clenching his fist. "I returned because the scholar guardian sent me a message. It's time we leave the tower."

"And go where?" inquired Sarohan, perplexed.

"I must return to Earth," said Arthur, turning toward the Waiga. "We need to hide in a lower realm as countless worlds prepare for the next battle against the gods. Until then, we have to grow stronger."

"That's all we need to know," said Seraphine, shooting a glare at Sarohan for asking too much. "I'll gather the rest and deal with those insolent rebels who dared to revolt against the man who sustains them."

"No need, Seraphine," said Arthur as he began to float, surrounded by intensifying black lightning. Tipping his head, the lightning grew more intense. He gazed into her soul. "I want to test this new form of wrath."

Trembling with fear, Seraphine nodded. The two knelt on the ground as they watched him depart. Arthur transformed into a bolt of black lightning, leaving only thunder trailing behind him as he disappeared from the hidden dungeon.

"As swift as lightning, and as loud as thunder," said Seraphine, sweat rolling down her face. "Our king is the mightiest."

"I feel sorry for the idiots who dared bite more than they could chew," said Sarohan as shivered with excitement. "We need to go and see him in the act, Little Sera!"