Chapter 162: Lyon vs King
Chapter 162: Lyon vs King
Under the dust from the debris, a hand was seen trying to lift its own figure as it held on to the broken walls.
The sound of patting was heard as the king revealed himself while stretching his neck. Though skinny and old, he was sturdy enough to survive a blow that even killed the butler in the mansion without any noticeable injury.
(So this is the power of the wild card, having the power to leap levels and fight those who are at a stronger realm... truly gifted, almost reminds me of Chloe) thought the king as his gaze fell at the young man in front of him, exuding a bearing that surpassed that of a ruler.
The two figures looked at each other, separated by quite a distance. One was a father trying to protect his son, the other was a young man trying to save his women. Both were for a noble cause of their own.
*clank
The sounds of rapid footsteps came from the king's side as his elite soldiers rushed in a group.
"You're majesty, are you alright?" said the captain of the elites.
"Stay out of this, this is a personal matter, you will only be getting in my way if you were to join in," said the king as he waved his hand, not even looking at the guards.
"Are we really going to continue this? I'm warning you, you'll die," said Lyon as he furrowed his eyebrows. There was no hint of fear nor hesitation in his tone, his sharp eyes proved that he was serious.
"You!" the captain and his army were enraged as he pulled out his sword against him. In their eyes, the king was a supreme existence that far within reach. The king had given them life and prosperity toward the years, it was a matter of course for them to be furious.
"Stay back, you are no match for him, you will die in vain," said the king as he stepped in front of the captain and faced Lyon.
The captain was unsure of this unwise decision his ruler made, but since he was the captain of the army he had to make a decision and example for his underlings.
The captain closed his eyes as he sheathed his sword.
"C-captain?!" said one of the guards. It was apparent that this was an illogical way of fighting since they have a huge advantage in numbers.
"It's an order, we will watch his majesty and his prowess in teaching this young man a lesson," said the captain before moving back to a certain distance to watch the fight.
The king took a smile before saying, "Please forgive my men's rudeness they don't know who they are talking about. Now, then..."
The king ripped his upper garment in one quick movement as it revealed his skinny figure. However, if one looked more closely, the proportion was actually perfect. His abs didn't show any aging at all. Though his white beard was as long as his chest, this old man was not someone to be trifled with.
The king slowly but surely gathering mana as he stretched his arm, "Ravels to the thunder, Gungnir!"
A spark of lightning appeared under his hand as a dark thin spear was called.
The army was tense to see what his King was doing.
"G-Gungnir!" exclaimed the captain as he landed his sight against that legendary weapon. A weapon that was referred to be the ultimate jewel of Luderia. The weapon which brought Luderia's creation handed down from generation to generation.
Everyone knew this weapon was the king's most prized treasure. This was the ultimate core power of Luderia. To think that the opponent this time require such a weapon to brought out made the army gulped both in excitement and in fear.
*spark
The spear was surrounded by golden lightning as its appearance alone made the enemies stunned.
"To think that Gungnir reacted this wildly against you, young man. It is proved that you are an extraordinary being," said the king while he stroked his beard.
The captain shook his head, "That young man doesn't have a chance now."
He did once saw the might of this spear that could penetrate a mountain. Even then, the king didn't use his full power.
"I see, you are not even one tiny bit intimidated by Gungnir's presence, is that how strong you are? Or are you fear-stricken?" teased the king with a laugh.
Lyon smirked at his remark before saying, "Feast the blood of your enemies, Scarlett!"
Under his hand, a red-scarlet sword was called as it exuded a dominant killing intent.
*clank
The sound of clanking was heard as the entire army reacted to the wave of killing intent produced by Scarlett, it was as if it would suck their blood dry. They all have cold sweat as they were drenched by the foreshadowing of death itself.
If it were to put it on someway, Gungnir was exuding a might that left the world in awe while Scarlet left the world in silence.
"You must be joking if you think this is all I have," said Lyon as he teased back to the ruler of Luderia.
The king furrowed his eyebrow after he heard his words. He knew that the sword Scarlett was almost equal to Gungnir that alone was the only advantage he had besides his enormous battle experience and cultivation realm.
"Your son's fate is sealed when he decided to kidnap my women!" shouted Lyon as a torrent of greenish mana engulfed his entire figure.
*swoosh
The mana dispersed as it reveals the figure that made the king of Luderia took a full step back. The Gungnir in his hand was restless as it desperately trying to strike.
Lyon stood as he furrowed his eyebrows. His light-green hair exuded the might of true dragon as his hands and legs were covered with sturdy green scales that almost reflect an image, only his torso and neck above were not scally.
"Block this if you can!" said Lyon as he threw a vertical slash that left a red wave against the king with incredible speed.
The slash-wave was getting bigger and bigger as it split the ground and the floor at the same time.
The king didn't have the time to be amazed as he quickly put the tip of Gungnir to the incoming wave.
*ding
In that one encounter, the king opened his eyes wide as he realized that the spear didn't manage to stop it. "Gh!"
The king was pushed by the wave with the soldiers behind him who were trying to stop it with their weight, alas it was meaningless as they crashed into walls after walls.
*boom
The last wall of the palace was finally broken, revealing an open sea. Gritting his teeth, the king finally made a maneuver in midair to release from the wave, leaving it to continue further to the clouds before disappearing.
*splash
The king fell into the ocean as one young figure stood at the end of the new holes the king made.