Nameless King

Crackling.

The ground beneath Reidar collapsed due to too much pressure coming from Wain's side as his katana began to crack.

"What...? My katana is breaking?" Reidar uttered while in disbelief as he clenched his teeth.

"Your weapon is actually incredible, the smith that made this katana is a true master so in any other situation I could not even scratch it." Wain muttered with a calm look as he stepped forward, "However, no weapon can resist my sword with my Beyond's energy."

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

Dozens of jaws collapsed on the katana as a massive, thick crack appeared on its blade.

"No!" Reidar exclaimed as he tried to retreat, but suddenly a thick darkness covered his legs, preventing him from moving for some time.

"You're a tough swordsman, right? Well, let's see what you can do without your weapon!" Wain said in a thunderous voice before releasing all his aura at once.

The blade of Gladius glinted brightly as the dark blade sliced the snow-white katana in two and swung toward Reidar's shoulder.

Crackling.

The blade sliced into flesh as a flood of blood gushed forth with Reidar's face distorted with pain. The horrible jaws began to devour Reidar while his gaze was fixed on the broken part of the katana that slowly spun in the air.

His body reacted to the pain, but not his mind, for he was completely focused on something more important than pain.

'He broke my katana...? Did it really happen...?' Reidar inwardly muttered in a desolate voice while drops of blood stained his face, 'It finally happened!'

Whooooooooosh.

Wain attacked again as he brought the sword down. Reidar's pupils narrowed as he grabbed the broken-off piece of his katana and thrust the weapon in front of him, blocking the attack.

The impact threw Reidar back several hundred yards as he pierced through several dark ruins with his back before stopping. He touched the ground with his hand, somersaulted in the air, and regained his balance landing among the bloody flowers, next to the fast-flowing ash river.

"Reidar has lost his weapon... Doesn't that mean the end for him?" Someone muttered with a worried look, "Fuck! I bet a few million on him! Can't even Top-2 stand up to Nameless!"

"No, Reidar certainly can't lose that easily, but if he lost his weapons then he's only got one trump card left, right?" The spectator uttered in a confused manner while touching his chin.

His words reached the others, then their eyes wide open as they realized something.

"I've watched almost all of Reidar's fights and never noticed one detail..." The man said in a slow way, "Has he used his Form before? At least once?"

"Wait... That didn't really happen... Reidar made it to Top-2, but he never once showed his full power, right?" Someone muttered while in disbelief with a frightened look.

"Then... What happens if he does this...?" A man in dark blue robes with a slight smile on his face while looking at Reidar, "Ahahahaha, I knew betting on him was the right decision!"

Reidar took a deep breath, looked up, and muttered, "You know, they're right, I haven't actually used my Form yet, not even during training..."

"Hmm? Why?" Wain asked with a serious look as he prepared for battle.

"Well, it's a little different in my case, so I have you to thank for giving me such a great opportunity." Reidar smiled genuinely as his eyes sparkled.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

A powerful stream of energy came from him as dozens of lightning bolts struck the ground beside him.

"I can only use my Form in the most urgent situations, and you've given me the necessary conditions for that!" Reidar exclaimed with an excited look before clutching tightly the hilt of his katana and the broken part in his hand.

The sharp blade sliced his palm and drops of blood trickled down, but Reidar paid absolutely no attention to it as he was finally able to do what he had dreamed of for so long!

"Nameless, I thank you, so try not to die too quickly in this fight!" Reidar hailed with a delighted smile on his face as he pulled the two parts of the katana together.

At the same time, a huge purple lightning bolt struck the earth from the heavens struck the katana precisely, and heated it to the limit. The temperature from such strong lightning could reach millions of degrees, so the edges of the two pieces of debris melted and the katana became united again. Then, streams of lightning completely covered Reidar as the moon sign on his chest shone brightly.

The purple electric discharges caused a powerful stream of wind that quickly turned into a massive whirlwind, destroying the dark ruins and causing ash to pour out of the rivers in waves covering the bloody flowers.

The whirlwind was so powerful that it damaged the barrier and Wain had to create a wall of darkness in front of him.

"Damn, looks like the hardest part is yet to come." Wain uttered in a serious way as he swung his sword.

A wave of dark energy dispelled the wind beside him and Wain took a few steps forward, staring intently at Reidar that was in the center of the vortex.

Whooooooooosh.

Reidar waved his hand and the massive vortex dispersed with several wind currents as electric sparks flew apart, exploding on contact with the ground.

"Ah, yeah, that's much better..." Reidar uttered with a smile on his face, "I feel just fine."

A few bright purple locks appeared among his black hair, with purple lightning bolts running through them. His katana grew longer as the ancient symbol of three thunderbolts appeared in place of its fusion and his purple robe changed to a pale blue mantle that fluttered in the wind.

"Now I'm ready, but there's one last detail missing." Reidar muttered and the sign on his chest with his mantle shone brightly.

At the same time, the sun in the Colosseum grew dimmer and headed west as though about to leave.