A millennium had passed, and everything had lost its meaning in his eyes. Many heroes emerged from generation to generation, but he stood the test of time. That was his life, waiting for someone to come along and defeat him, but no one did. Nobody dared. Nobody tried. How can he allow this to happen? With the aid of his magic, he rose from his throne and set out into another world in search of excitement and, perhaps, a worthwhile adventure. What would happen if this last boss decided to venture into the human world for fun? PS: This novel has joined Fantasy Carnival
The servant tumbled and rolled back after that hit until it was stopped by the wall of the room. Mr. C did not give it the chance to recover as he ran towards it and gave it another blow. That one hit was followed by another and another until the possessed man could no longer move.
The body was already twisted and most of its bones were already broken. Through logic, it should have died but the butler saw the body twitch followed by a dark aura that exploded and pushed him back. His body sizzled after coming in contact with the dark aura.
Some of the nanites that was protecting him were destroyed because of ura explosion. The servant was now standing again with its head bowed down and its shoulders were drooping. The dark aura was surrounding him and it even stirred the air.