Nameless King

'What the hell...? He just killed a Fifth Chronicle monster like that...? Is that normal for someone who is in the Fourth Chronicle...?' Wein muttered inwardly while in disbelief. He understood that Virion was strong, but it seemed to him that the gap between the Fourth Chronicle and the Fifth Chronicle was too great, it was significantly different from the other Chronicles.

'Don't make a big deal about it.' Abyss Artist uttered in a calm voice, 'Its strength has increased, but when you use your Beyond such weak Fifth Chronicle monsters will no longer be a problem for you. You two are really the exception to the rule.'

Step. Step. Step.

Virion turned to Wain as he stared intently into his eyes, as though trying to pierce him, then with an ice-cold look Virion asked, "Nameless... No, Wain Norheim, you are a unique person in many ways, but only now did I realize that you also have a unique flaw, do you not?"

A shiver ran through Wain's body as he took a step back, preparing for battle.

"Unfortunately, I was too stupid to realize this sooner, but despite all your abilities and vast amounts of energy, you don't have the Form, do you?" Virion asked with a calm look as his cold voice headed into Wain's mind, making his heart clench hard.

Wain answered nothing, but from his confused look it was clear without words.

"I see... So I was right. Damn, you have more different abilities than any other man, yet you don't have your own form, that's pretty ironic, isn't it?" Virion said as a slight smile formed on his face. He couldn't believe that being the strongest in the Fourth Chronicle he had to use the Form when his opponent still hadn't done anything, but now everything was falling into place.

He spoke rather quietly, but it was more than enough for the audience to hear it clearly.

"Hmm...? He doesn't have the Form...? Is there such a thing?" Gael muttered with a confused look, "Everyone who has reached the limit of the Fourth Chronicle has The Form, so obviously he must possess that power too, is that really true?"

The others had similar thoughts. None of them had ever heard of anyone not having the Form. This power was given automatically to anyone who passed a certain threshold.

"Well... Perhaps in his case, it is possible, after all, everything in this world has a balance..." Alucard muttered with a complicated expression. He knew Nameless King better than most since he had been his ally during the great war, but something was bugging him, "Nameless King's form is powerful, but I have never heard him use it before Fifth Chronicle..."

Virion stepped forward as sparks appeared beside him and said, "Still not going to use your Beyond? Although, in your case, it's your last trump card, but it could be a fatal mistake!"

Whoooooooooooosh.

Virion rushed forward as he turned into white lightning, instantly reaching his opponent. Wain had practically nothing left, so he decided to immediately use his last form before the Beyond.

His hair turned golden as he wore snow-white armor with yellow energy lines. At the same time, Wain turned into a beam of light, dodging Virion's attack at the last moment. The lighting was very fast, but nothing could keep up with the light.

Bam.

The flaming halberd struck the stone wall, destroying it with a mighty blast of fire. Streams of flame erupted outward, terrifying the monsters below with their power.

'Fuck... If I get hit by an attack like that, I might actually die...' Wain inwardly muttered as a wave of shivers ran through his body.

'Oh... I'm quite familiar with that power of yours. You're pretty fast, aren't you? Maybe you can outrun one lightning bolt, but what about several?' Virion uttered in a calm voice before waving his hand.

A multitude of electric spheres appeared next to him, that in a moment turned into a multitude of violent lightning bolts. All of them struck Wain simultaneously, attacking from different directions.

Wain immediately turned into a beam of light as he tried to dodge each lightning. He possessed the incomplete strength of a Light Racer, so he barely had time to dodge the lightning bolts since they were too fast. They struck the ground right in front of his feet, leaving black scorch marks on the floor.Follow current s on ɴovel(F)ɪre

​ 'Wain... He seems to have a hell of a lot of energy. He's not completely serious yet, he's just trying to figure out how best to fight you with my power.' Light Racer said in a serious manner.

'So... What do you suggest?' Wain asked with a complicated expression.

'Use my artifact as well as my second appearance. In that case, I won't last long, however, you'll definitely be faster than Lightning and maybe even be able to seriously wound him. That would be the best outcome before you use a Beyond.' Light Racer said as suddenly Wain's aura increased significantly.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Wain's hair turned blue as well as his armor. A blue flame lit up his palms that seemed to distort space and the massive boots with wings. Last time they had been white-gold, but now they were dark, burning with azure fire.

'What the hell...? Virion muttered inwardly as his eyes grew wide, 'He has the power of Ether...? I tried to get it, but this power is too unique, it's different from all the other attributes. Damn, it looks like getting him to use Beyond won't be as easy as I thought.'

The onlookers were puzzled, too. They had seen Aether users a few times, but it was still a rarity.

'Hah, I wouldn't expect anything less from him. We've come to the most interesting part." Alucard grinned as his aura intensified.

The Light Racer had used everything he had to help Wain, so now he was ready.

'Wait... Abyss Artist will be the last, but I have something left as well.' Blind Sorcerer suddenly said as a devious smile appeared on his face.

At the same moment, an amber spark appeared in Wain's left eye.