Nameless King

Bam.

The huge tail of the serpent swooped down on the Spirit with lightning speed. The ground trembled, part of the mountain split in two, and Spirit's body was sliced in half.

The halves of the body quickly fused together, and the Spirit retreated to the side.

"Hmm? Has your power increased? But how is that possible? There's practically no aura coming from you. You're like an ordinary person." The Spirit was puzzled, and white energy claws appeared on his hands.

"Yes, I can hardly even lift a hundred-pound weight right now, but that's the exchange of one power for another." Wain clenched his palm into a fist, and clouds thickened in the sky. Electric discharges appeared among them, which gradually peaked, and Wain snapped his finger.

A massive pillar of dark thunder descended upon Spirit. It was a devastating power that should have left no trace of Spirit.

"It's a lot more than I expected, all right." Spirit muttered and raised his hand high. A pillar of thunder came crashing down on him, and the claws began to devour the electricity and redirect it into his other hand like a lightning rod.

Lightning went all over his body, and anyone else in his place would have died, but Spirit was able to absorb it, and then a beam of white energy burst from his other arm.

Wain was surprised and bounced back at the last moment. The beam destroyed part of the mountain and exploded in the distance, shaking the entire space, and leaving a molten trail several meters wide.

The Spirit swung his hand and created three blades that headed toward Wain, slicing the mountain's rock apart.

Wain put his palm to the floor and used the Black Flame Zone. A dark flame appeared around him, destroying the blades.

This attack reached Erza as well, but she defended herself by creating a golden barrier in front of her.

"Should we stop? Isn't that enough?"

"Hmm... Okay, you're right." Spirit agreed. He wasn't originally going to stop Wain and Erza from passing the test since they were worthy of making it to the auction.

"But, it wouldn't be pretty to end it this way. We need one powerful attack for the finale." The Spirit smiled and raised his hand.

An enormous amount of energy burst out of him and rushed toward the sky in the form of a pillar. It made the ground shake as if it were a massive earthquake.

A portal opened in the sky, and the clouds parted. From the portal, a phantom head of a huge creature resembling a demonic monster slowly emerged.

Its eyes glowed, and Wain and Erza felt fear shrink their hearts. Now the White-Eyed Spirit was serious, and it was his true power.

They didn't know what to do, escape was impossible as the horses were on top of the mountain and there was nothing but clouds around. The White-Eyed Spirit was an enemy they could not defeat, even if they used all their strength and trump cards.

The monster opened its jaw wide, and hundreds of creepy spirits headed for Wain came out. They were about to devour his body and soul.

Click.

Spirit snapped their fingers, and everything disappeared, and space was instantly restored as if no battle had taken place. The pieces of stone returned to their original places, and the cloud layer was whole again.

"Ahahahahaha, you should have seen your faces. Sorry, I couldn't resist doing that. Okay, I gotta go." The Spirit uttered and opened a portal next to him.

"Wait!" Wain shouted.

"What?"

"What Chronicle are you on?"

"It's a secret." The Spirit smiled and put a finger to his mouth.

"Then tell me more about this place. What is the Temple of Spirits and the Phantom Treasury?"

"Isn't it obvious? The Temple of Spirits is home to all the Spirits of this world, including myself, but there in a Demon city is a shard, so you could say the Demons and I cooperate. Threads of history link Spirits and Demons, and after the merging of worlds, we were finally able to meet again."

"The Spirit Temple is a huge space comparable to a mini world, and the Phantom Treasury is a large chest of this world's gold, and you get access to a small part of that chest. That's all. See you at the auction." The Spirit smiled and entered the portal.

Wain and Erza were left alone at the top of the mountain, and all they had to do was plunge the stone sword into the altar, and they would pass the test.

'Spirits? They are not one of the Pillars, but their power is incredible. A more powerful aura I've only felt from a dragon and Sven, it was a nightmare.' Wain thought and headed toward Erza.

She was lying on the ground, breathing deeply, trying to recover from the battle. Though she had awakened to her secret power, the White-Eyed Spirit had beaten her twice, and she was seriously wounded.

"Come on, get up." Wain held out his hand to Erza.

Erza looked at him and blushed again. Wain had not yet canceled the action of the first form, and he looked like a prince from a fairy tale.

'Hmm? Has she gone soft?' Wain was surprised at this reaction from Erza.

Whooosh.

Erza threw Wain's arm aside and got to her feet despite the pain in every point of her body.

"I don't need your help! Did you really think that the words of that scoundrel were true!? I am like any other Inerian. I will never submit to a man! That's it, it's time to end it!" Erza exclaimed and headed down the aisle with a proud face.

'Ah, at least now she's not trying to kill me or grab me, though she has gained new powers. Maybe she'll give up her attempts to be with me someday.' Wain thought and walked over to Erza.

Erza pulled a stone sword from her belt and thrust it into the altar.