Nameless King

Every self-respecting fighter should have scars. They are the most important trophies a fighter can receive during a fight, whether it was defeat or victory, a scar meant the fight was worthy or even fatal.

Gael knew this rule better than anyone else. All of his scars could hardly be counted, their numbers were beyond all norms, and in Gael's case, his trophies had a special purpose.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

His scars glowed brightly as he suddenly opened his eyes shone as bright as stars, and the sword in his hands blazed violently.

Whoooooooosh.

His hand turned into a blur as a moment later the flaming sword collided with the bloody spear. The force from their collision constantly caused shockwaves that literally destroyed everything around them, ripping trees from the ground and turning massive rocks into dust.

"Alright! This is it!" Alucard exclaimed with an exciting expression as if he had been waiting for this moment since the beginning, "Let's go! This is only the start!"

Crackle.

Suddenly the rings around the spear began to explode one by one, releasing energy and thereby strengthening the spear.

At the same moment, the ground beneath Gael cracked as more blood gushed from his wounds and the pressure from the spear multiplied, but despite this, his gaze was completely calm.

The scars from his body began to fade, as did the wounds, and the energy opposite only grew larger. Scarlet streams of energy emanated from the spear while everything around Gael burned with white flames that seemed capable of burning even the world itself.

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

By the time all the rings around the spear were broken, only a third of the scars that were left on Gael's body were gone. His energy seemed to know no bounds, as well as his strength. His sword was impossible to break, so the spear cracked, and after Gael stepped forward the spear shattered into tiny shards.

"Well, well, look at the mess we made here. It was quite a beautiful place, but now it's just ruins..." Gael muttered with an indifferent look while looking around.

Not a single tree within a radius of hundreds of meters had managed to survive, the forest around them was now a lifeless land as if a plague had come here.

"Hah, can't your helper fix this easily, just ask her to do it." Alucard shrugged in a careless manner.

"No. I'll fix it myself this time." Gael muttered as he looked at his body which showed no signs of wounds, "You made me release 70% of my power, impressive. I had no idea our friendly duel would come to this."

"Did you really think you could fight me like that?" Alucard smirked as he crossed his arms, "Of course, I couldn't let you stay at the lower end of your strength. If I hadn't forced you to reveal some of your scars, it would have been a real embarrassment."

"Well, maybe you're right. It's been a few hundred years since I've had to unleash the power under the seals." Gael muttered with a slight smile on his face before thrusting his sword into the ground.

A powerful white flame erupted from the sword that surged upward in a massive stream as if it were a geyser exploding. Then, Gael's gaze grew serious as his aura multiplied.

In a heartbeat, all the flames turned into a wave of ash. It split into hundreds of pieces as millions of tiny ash particles fell to the ground as though during a leaf fall.

"Oh... The last time I saw that was so long ago... Damn, now I'm nostalgic, you've only done that a few times in your life, haven't you?" Alucard asked looking at the falling ash with a dazed expression.

"Yeah...something like that." Gael nodded as he stared at Alucard, "You seem to have calmed down by now, don't you?"

"Exactly. It was enough to come to my senses. I haven't fought in so long that I'd forgotten how much fun it is." Alucard replied with a satisfied smile on his face as if he'd done what he needed so badly.

Whoooooooooosh.

A torrent of flame erupted from Gael as he pointed his sword at Alucard and with an ice-cold look spoke, "Well, unfortunately, I'm only warmed up. However, I only need one blow to let off steam."

One of the strongest beings in the world was staring at Alucard, but it didn't frighten him in the slightest. He just smiled, spread his arms, and with an exciting smile said, "Go ahead. Don't deny yourself anything. Attack as hard as you can."

Gael grinned as he stepped forward.

At the same moment, his sword instantly reached the ground and triggered a powerful surge of energy that turned into a huge flaming blade. It sliced Alucard in two with ease as the white flames quickly burned him completely, leaving not a single drop of blood.

It would have been a horrible death for any creature, filled with pain and suffering due to the brutal fire, but Alucard disappeared with a smile on his face as though he helped his friend.

The blade went on for hundreds of meters, leaving behind it a river of ash that passed through the entire forest while new flaming trees grew from particles of ash falling to the ground.

"What happened...? Sir killed Alucard...? Did he really do it?" Alia muttered with her eyes wide open while in disbelief.

She knew that Alucard was immortal, but she was pretty sure it was because of his abnormal regeneration rate.

'Is it possible to be reborn if there isn't even a drop of blood left? Hah, my Sir just did the impossible.' Alia wondered as a smile appeared on her face.

Gael turned as he looked in their direction, but his gaze seemed to be on something behind them.

Pam.

Suddenly there was a hand on Alia's shoulder with pale smooth skin and a shiver ran through her body.