Chapter 111 - Pain
Blasts of gold and red could be seen appearing in and out of the huge battlefield as the strongest powers of LEGENDARY rank clashed against one another. The King of the Frozen Kingdom looked like a sculpted figure of gold as he displayed a graceful fighting style that used his skill, [Gold Man], to the fullest.
A vigorous fighting style was being used as all sorts of punches and kicks were thrown out heavily, blasting into the body of the Demon King. Roark was dishing out purely physical attacks with extreme speeds that the smiling Gremory had to bring all his attention to blocking the strikes with his fair palms.
BOOM!
Their figures clashed once again as Roark looked at the battlefield around him. The EPIC Commanders were furiously clashing against their counterparts while trying their best to protect their regiments, but many deaths were occurring.
The [Komodo Dragons] would throw out blazing flames as an area of attack that burnt tens of soldiers, while the [Mephitic Turtles] were throwing out poisonous beams of light that decimated the human forces.
OOOH!
Roark let out a roar as his body moved faster, keeping an eye on the Demon King as his figure quickly went to reinforce a struggling Battalion Commander. The commander was being overwhelmed by two EPIC Ogres that were using their powerful maces to corner him. If he didn’t get help soon, he would only face death.
Roark saw that the Demon King stood still at the position he left him in as he neared the Battalion Commander, glad he could save at least one of his friends in this battle.
He just missed the imperceptible smile on the Demon King’s face.
The two ogres were near his attack range as he prepared to intercept them, when a drastic change occurred as he felt a large impact.
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Seemingly out of nowhere, even with his eyes still kept on the Demon King behind him, something of similar strength had smashed into him and pushed him back. His golden figure looked up in shock as he was met with a beast shining in blue color. It had the striking head of a lion, a pulsating red venomous tail, and wide outstretched wings.
He could hear the laughs of the Demon King as he confirmed the identity of a LEGENDARY ranked beast in front of him, his face changing all color.
This was a primal beast called upon from Demon King Gremory’s unique skill, {Primal Conjurer}
The [Blue Manticore] roared furiously as another one exactly the same size as it with terrifying power also appeared.
A demon king in the back, two LEGENDARY beasts in the front. The King was cornered.
OOH!
A battle cry escaped his lips as his body flared up even more, pushing [Gold Man] to its fullest as he disappeared from the location and began to fight the two beasts. The Battalion Commander he had wanted to save? Only a pile of flesh remained as the two ogres finished him off.
The stingers of the two manticores acted like flexible joints as they wrapped around Roark’s golden arms and raised him up. His right arm that was stung before had turned a deadly shade of purple as it pulsed horribly.
The forces of the Frozen Kingdom had noticed this development and were trying to break through the ranks of demons to get to this position, but the many large beasts, goblins, ogres, and orcs gave them no respite.
The princes in the far back of the defense line had horrible looks, as the older one pulled out a communication medallion hurriedly.
Gremory was about to continue berating the king in his mocking tone so he could see more of the despair in his eyes when he felt the buzzing of the medallion. His face warped even more as his twisted mind worked and he took the medallion out, looking at the raised figure of Roark in front of him.
"Now yes, I could just easily kill you now and do the same for your forces, and then go on to enslave your people. Before that though, why don’t we listen to something interesting?"
He neared Roark with the medallion on hand as he placed some mana into it, the message sent across coming out.
"Hey! You promised me my father’s life, what are you doing?!"
The voice seemed desperate, but was easily recognizable. Roark’s face drained of all color as he heard this message and painfully turned his head over to where his two sons were being protected while commanding the soldiers.
He felt the searing pain in his body that did not allow him to do anything as he heard the voice of his son coming out from the medallion of the demon. He wanted it to be a lie, an illusion from the magic of this demon, but his sharp eyes could see his desperate son in the distance holding a red medallion.
This f.u.c.k.i.n.g fool.
What had he done?!
UGH!
The pain in his body increased as the poison from the stung arm continued to spread, with the two manticores to his left and right twisting their grips even faster. Gremory seemed to have a flushed red face as he looked at the changing emotions on the King as well as the desperate voice that continued to come from the medallion.
His mocking voice came out as he brought his palm to cover his flushed face. "Ah, I understand your plight. You gave your best and fought with all that you had, only for everything to fall apart as you realized a betrayal had taken place."
The golden figure of Roark was raised up as Gremory looked at him.
"You may be asking yourself now, ’Is this it? Is this really how everything I have built up crumbles down?’ Ah!"
Gremory seemed to be in euphoria as he looked around at the bloody battlefield and the despairing faces as his face became malicious.
"I’m here to tell you yes. All that you have built will crumble down, and nobody can do anything abou-"
BOOM!!!
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"What the f.u.c.k?!"