Nameless King

Among the misty lands, where several of the strongest creatures had just fought, there was only one person left - a demon girl with three massive amber souls hovering in front of her.

Ceozi stared at them for some time with her eyes wide open as if she still could not believe what had just happened.

"The Second Great War... right?" Ceozi muttered as she touched one of the souls, "If my weapons will be involved in such an event, doesn't that mean that I will be the best...?"

'Hmm... I'm not likely to be able to make something for Wain... I will never be able to create something as level as Gladius, that sword is the personal treasure of the Nameless King, but I can make something else for it, right? Ceozi pondered watching the moving energy within the souls, 'Or is there no point in me dwelling on it? I could create a weapon for his allies, couldn't I?

While Ceozi was making plans the world was undergoing some changes after what Wain had done. The death of three Dragons, at one time, could not go unnoticed.

...

On a high mountain peak that was even higher than the massive clouds was a snow-white temple among which creatures with broad wings on their backs walked from time to time. Each of them had a powerful aura.

One Dragon had an aura much stronger than the others, its power surpassing even God Stage.

"Bastard... Was it really necessary to kill them..." The man with a short white beard, amber eyes, and huge wings muttered, clenching his fists tightly. Across the shimmering pond, he watched Wain fight the Dragons.

"This is terrible... Nameless King is actually an anomaly of this world..." The woman standing next to him said as she got goosebumps.

"Yeah... I agree." One of the Dragons nodded as he looked at the man, "Elder, what shall we do? Should we tell the Progenitor about this?"

The Elder remained silent, rubbing his chin with a thoughtful look, then he shook his head, "No, I think the Progenitor has more important things to do now, after all, these three attacked Nameless King themselves."

"Are we just going to turn a blind eye to that? He killed three of us! Three of our clan!" The woman exclaimed with a frown as her aura intensified.

The elder sighed, "I understand your indignation, but what exactly do you want to do? Attack the Nameless King? Do you want to attack him in his own Void? Even if he's on the Absolute Stage, he'll destroy us!"

Crackle.

Elder hit the stone table as the platform shook and the clouds around the mountain moved a few meters away.

"Don't let your emotions control you!" The Elder said sternly, "If it had been my will, I would have dealt with Nameless King 500 years ago, but other clans don't have as adamant a stance as we do!"

The woman was silent, pissing off her Elder was the last thing she wanted. She bowed low, with folded arms, and muttered, "I'm sorry, I just thought we should do something... He didn't just kill them... he did it in the most horrible way..."

Dragons considered themselves sacred beings, which most accepted, and their greatest pride was not their energy or strength, but their broad wings, showing their importance as well as their majesty.

"It was horrible. He just ripped his wings out of his back..." The man muttered with a pale face, "I can't even begin to imagine the agony he felt then... Elder, maybe we should talk to the other clans about this."

"That makes no sense. They won't get into a battle with Nameless King over three Dragons who chose to go into this fight themselves. I hate to admit it, but there's nothing we can do now." The Elder waved his hand with a complicated look.

There was silence, the three of them were in charge of the Cloud Clan, and just now Wain had killed members of their clan, which made them really angry, but there was nothing they could do about it.

"Agh... We can't attack him when he's in his Void... It's too stupid, but I'm sure he'll leave it soon, won't he?" The man suggested as he looked at the Elder, "If the three of us attack him when he's alone, can't we at least immobilize him?"

"Hmm? That might work, but if Cetid finds out where we're going, we might be in trouble. Although I like your idea, it's unlikely we can kill him, but we'll make him answer for what he did!" Elder spoke confidently as his aura increased causing the clouds around the mountain to spin faster.

...

At this time, Wain and Nicole headed toward the massive ice gate that was the entrance to his Void. They walked in silence amidst the darkness, vast and deep.

"Wain... I don't understand something..." Nicole muttered with a confused look as she touched her lips.

"Hmm? What is it?" Wain turned around.

"I thought Dragons were huge creatures that could make the ocean go out of bounds with a flap of their wings, but except for the wings, they looked a lot like us." Nicole asked with a wave of her hand.

"I see... You want to know why they didn't turn, right?" Wain suggested.

Nicole nodded vigorously.

"Well, it's simple. They were on the Demigod Stage, so it would have taken them a long time to transform into their true form. Only the Elders and some other Dragons can do it in an instant, though it doesn't make much sense." Wain shrugged, "Their power doesn't change much from that, and their sheer size gets in the way more often than not."

Nicole nodded deeply with glowing eyes. She genuinely enjoyed her battle with the Dragon and wanted to repeat the experience, so she wanted to learn as much as she could about them.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll fight more Dragons in the future, for now, let's go home." Wain muttered touching the ice gate, "It's time to make our Void, somewhat stronger."