Nameless King

Last time Wain went to the arena where there were not many warriors, but now he decided to go a different way. He had powerful new abilities as well as goals.

Wain was determined to reach the maximum level of Second Chronicle soon and start fulfilling the conditions for the third evolution. He realized that even if he were a human and could level up quickly by absorbing souls, he would have to fulfill the conditions just like everyone else, but he would have more time to do so.

Also, he had to get a lot of souls so he could buy the Bloodstone if he had to. Wain was determined to find out exactly what his blood purity was once and for all. He thought this information might bring him closer to the exiled humans.

"Okay, time to get started." Wain said and touched the soaring ruins.

[Giant Waterfall

Chronicle: Second

Rank: B

Elements: All

Warriors: 100,000+]

Wain decided to up the ante and chose an arena with a higher ranking than before, as well as a huge number of warriors. He couldn't even imagine how such many people could fit in one location.

'Looks like something exciting awaits me.' Wain thought and entered the portal. Before doing so, he put on the Faceless Aristocrat Mask.

Wain pondered that it might have been a mistake since the dark pillar attracted too much attention, but he decided stealth was more important, especially in the current situation.

He didn't know if the banished humans had merged to the new world or if they had escaped it, but Wain was sure that any appearance of the humans would be a significant event.

Tremble.

Space trembled, and Wain appeared at the edge of the cliff. A dark pillar erupted from his body as before, but it was almost invisible this time.

Aside from Wain, dozens of people came into the arena every second, and about the same number left it. His dark pillar was lost among the others, which filled the entire sky like a layer of a rainbow.

Moreover, after a while, another dark pillar appeared in the distance. Among such a huge number of warriors, Wain wasn't the only one who knew how to hide his identity.

"Huh, now I understand why I was always being hunted. When I saw the dark pillar, I wanted to know what happened there too." Wain thought and looked around.

As the name said, this arena was a huge waterfall, and the battlefield was divided into two levels.

The first was on the banks of the waterfall and a huge bridge over it. The second was under the waterfall in the form of an icy lake similar in size to the sea. The water below was very cold and would freeze over time.

Wain decided not to wait and used one of his most powerful weapons to fight against multiple enemies. His aura intensified, and he was about to activate the fourth form.

'Wait...'

Suddenly an unfamiliar voice sounded in Wain's mind.

'What? Who are you?'

Wain was puzzled. This voice didn't sound like any of the first three forms, which confused him.

'Hey! Can you hear me? Answer me!" Wain shouted to himself. However, no one answered.

'Huh, our knight wants you to use his power.' The voice of Blind Sorcerer was heard.

'Knight?'

'Yes, he can't talk to you properly as he is still forced to stay away, but I can give you his words. Although, my powers are already at an end, too. In any case, it's up to you. I'll see you later.'

'Hmm, that's rather strange, but do I have any reason to refuse this offer?' Wain thought, and his aura changed.

He did what was asked of him. Wain was still comprehending the full power of this mysterious skill, but he realized that each form was incredibly strong but much depended on the situation.

After the second evolution, the first three forms received special skills, but the fourth and fifth forms were just as strong. On the contrary, the three forms would lag behind their older brethren without special skills, and this was done for balance and to unlock their potential.

At this point, the fifth form, Knight of the Bloody Rose, could claim to be the strongest, but only in the right situation.

Wain believed that the Black Sun Aristocrat was the best form for mass battles, but he dared not underestimate the power of the fifth form.

Whooooosh.

Wain's appearance changed. His hair turned blue, and his eyes were amethyst. He wore dense, dark armor covered in spikes. Wain clutched the dark sword with the petal patterns tightly.

"Okay, it's time to start." Wain muttered and used the Wings of the Night Horror.

Dark blue wings erupted from his back, and Wain turned into a flash.

Wain headed toward the bridge over the waterfall, where the fiercest battles took place. The bridge was impossible to break, as it had withstood thousands of battles without a break, and not a single scratch had appeared on the bridge yet.

The waterfall's flow was powerful enough to end the life of anyone who fell into it within seconds, so those who found themselves in such a situation immediately left the arena and lost all their souls.

No one paid attention to the fact that Wain was running towards them, as several thousand people were fighting on the bridge at the same time now. The bridge was large enough for them to have room to maneuver and personal combat. It was a monumental structure.

'Spikes... Let them out... Spill blood...' The voice of the Knight of the Bloody Rose could be heard. He had to make a great effort to make Wain hear him.

Wain smiled and said, "As you say."

He swung his sword upward, and the ground shook. Around the bridge, many spikes burst from under the water. They first headed toward the fighting men, wounded some of them, and then headed upward.

Blood dripped from the spikes, and while people were trying to figure out what had happened, the spikes joined together into a bundle on which a massive bud blossomed, sucking in blood.

Wain clenched his fist, and the bud shone brightly, then it exploded, scattering thousands of petals aside.