Nameless King - Chapter 280
“I’ll join you. I see you’ve made good progress in the World of Darkness, Nameless.” Forgotten said smiling, “But, I want you to fulfill one request of mine.”
“What do you want?”
“What is your real name? It’s important for me to know.”
Forgotten’s request seemed strange to Wain, but he didn’t mind.
“Wain Norheim.”
“That’s not a bad name.”
“Don’t you want to say your name back?”
Forgotten shook his head, “Sorry, the past me died a long time ago, and I don’t talk about our battle. Today I am reborn and have a new life. Keep calling me Forgotten. It certainly suits me.”
“I couldn’t agree more. Okay, we should get out of here.” Wain said, and his Seal of Darkness glowed.
He wanted to open a dimensional passageway and take Forgotten into his Void. Forgotten had already looked at Wain’s card.
“Yes.” Forgotten nodded.
Wain headed for the spatial rift, but suddenly space shook violently.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
Forgotten and Wain became alert. The sky began to break apart like a broken mirror, and a man with coal-black skin, white eyes, and wavy gray hair fell onto one of the asteroids. He was wearing a torn cloak.
The Invader looked at Wain, and his silhouette blurred. A moment later, he appeared in front of Wain. In his hand was a black curved dagger. He was about to kill Wain and swung the weapon from top to bottom.
Invader’s speed was phenomenal. Before Wain even realized it, the dagger’s blade was already at his head. He had no time to defend himself or dodge.
Whooooooosh.
Suddenly another blade appeared in front of him, a gray sword with particles of ash emanating from it. Forgotten swung the sword and fended off the attacker.
“Is that Pearl Hunter?” Wain asked warily.
“Yes, but why did he show up here? There hasn’t been a Soul Pearl in this area for a long time.” Forgotten muttered.
“Perhaps it’s because of me. I recently absorbed three Soul Pearls.” Wain uttered.
“I see, in which case it makes sense.” Forgotten wanted to ask Wain under what circumstances this happened, but it didn’t matter now.
The Invader looked at his dagger and said slowly, “Ashen? What are you doing here? Moreover, you went the way of ashes instead of flames. I wonder…”
“Huh, there is no other way.”
Whooooooosh.
Suddenly dark chains appeared next to the Invader. The space in this area was severely weakened, especially because of the recent energy surge, so he could get in here despite his strength.
However, Invader like Forgotten was able to destroy the chains. He swung his dagger several times, and hundreds parts fell to the ground.
Invader doubted whether he should have continued the battle. Forgotten repulsed his attack and left a significant scratch on his dagger. Invader was much stronger than Wain, but Forgotten superior him.
‘That Ashen is strong, but that guy doesn’t seem to be a threat. I need to kill him and absorb the energy of Soul Pearls lurking within him. If I’m fast enough, it might work. Invader thought, and his aura began to intensify.
He decided to activate his Beyond. Invader is used to winning quickly and sharply, and this time was no exception.
A white seal of two blades appeared on his head, and a replica of his dagger appeared in his other hand. A dense, dark aura emanated from his cloak, and his eyes grew deeper and colder.
Wain frowned and was about to activate a Beyond in response, but suddenly Forgotten waved his hand in front of him.
“Wait, there’s no need for that. Let me repay you for your help. Last time we fought, you won, but I wasn’t at my best, you know that.”
“Yes, your current power and your past power… there’s an insurmountable difference between them.”
Forgotten nodded, “But, not only that. I don’t want to offend you, but I could barely see you last time. I was blind in one eye and could hardly see in the other. You were practically a moving blur to me. Just watch.”
Forgotten didn’t use his a Beyond. He didn’t need to.
Wain had previously encountered creatures stronger than First Chronicle. He could definitely tell that Invader and Forgotten were Second Chronicle, and they were at the limit of that stage. Wain was strong, but he couldn’t face creatures with that power.
No matter how strong the Primary Chronicle monster was, even the strongest of the billions of creatures from this Chronicle. There is no way it could win against Wain. In this case, the situation was similar.
“Do you think your sword can stop me? You won’t even see your head come off your shoulders.” Invader said coldly.
Forgotten only smiled weakly and spoke softly, “You are ignorant.”
Invader frowned and stepped forward. It was like black lightning headed toward Forgotten. Wain couldn’t see anything. It was too fast.
The black lightning met Forgotten, and a loud cracking sound was heard.
Invader was behind Forgotten, but a thin line of blood was on his forehead a moment later.
Bam.
The two halves of the Invader’s body fell to the ground. As they collided, Forgotten sliced him in two in one motion.
Forgotten swung his sword, knocking down the few remaining drops of blood, and the red soul from the Invader’s corpse headed toward him.
“Huh, what was that? Weren’t you about equally strong?” Wain muttered.
“You’re right, he was just as near the limit of Second Chronicle as I was, but he doesn’t know how to use his power. He certainly could have cut off my arm or inflicted more severe injuries if he’d done it right. Wain, stats are far from everything, though you’ll soon find out for yourself.”
Wain nodded. He roughly understood what Forgotten was talking about.
“We should get out of here.”
“Yes, one minute. I want to enjoy this view one last time. I’m not coming back here again.” Forgotten said. There was sadness and bitterness in his voice about losing this place.
…
After a while, they were in a spatial rift, and Wain gave Forgotten the key to his area.
“Thank you. It is always nice to know that you are trusted.”
“Forgotten, doesn’t it bother you that I’m a human?” Wain asked. He was sure Forgotten knew that.
“No, not at all. Once upon a time, I was acquainted with one a human. You are the second. Eh, this world is full of lies.”
“I see.” Wain muttered and entered the gate.
He introduced Forgotten to his allies and told them that something would happen in twenty-four hours.
Wain also asked them about the island, but no one, not even Forgotten, knew anything about it.
“Forgotten, I’m going back to the island, would you like to come with me? I think we could use your power there. Here you are restrained by the World of Darkness.” Wain asked.
“Sure, but you said this island is very far away. How do we get there? By water?”
“Huh, don’t worry. I have a quick way.”
“Sorry to distract you, but when you come back, Forgotten, could you teach me the art of the sword?”
“Sure, I like your attitude.”