Let The Fools Rise!!

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In The Previous Chapter

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Faraam- What the fuck are you doing here a medieval Darth Vader?

???- You will pay for what you did human….

The black knight then started running towards Faraam and he responded in the same way.

*Clank Clank*

The weapons collided and the two warriors began to measure forces against each other

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System- 'I'm sensing something strange coming from this man player…'

Faraam- '[Eye of Ashel]'

Status

Name: Arold Marchal

Age: ?"!?#?

Title: fifth General of the Horde (+7000 sp in all stats) ↓

Dark Knight (+1000 sp in all attributes)

Abyss Seed (100% chance to worship pure beings, created from the abyss)

Race: Elite Demon ↓

Level: ?d??P`»L?

Affiliation: Great Horde of Grohand (fifth General) ↓

HP: 9000000/90000000

MP: 10,000,000 / 10,000,000

Lore: Arold Also known as the Night Walker or the Fifth General, Arold was born into royalty from a kingdom whose name has already been lost to the erosion of time. This man when he saw everything he loved fall dead or destroyed, went mad. Gradually this man was corrupted … until he found a fragment of the abyss which caused him to be lost forever, now with the power of the abyss, the man was attracted to another being with a power of the abyss greater than his and it was there that he joined the 'demon king'.

Warning: He has breathing problems

Faraam- 'Interesting… He is strong'

In a quick movement the black knight launched himself forward towards Faraam trying a vertical blow but the adventurer just moved to the side and tried a blow with his spear but Arold dodged without much difficulty.

Arold- You are strong, boy… hahaha the king will be delighted to know that you exist…

Faraam- As if I was going to give you the chance to tell him something.

This time the adventurer disappeared from the black knight's front and appeared at his side swinging his spear creating a blast of sheer destruction… but something surprised Faraam and that something was the fact that Arold had parried his blow without much difficulty.

Stepping back a few meters Faraam put himself in attack position again.

Arold- Are you sure you want to do this kid?

Faraam- Shut up … goth … let our weapons speak in our place now…

Arold- 'Goth…?!'

Placing his weapon in front of his face Arold looked Faraam in the eyes intensely until his weapon began to release a red aura that emanated a gigantic death presence…

Arold- I hope you can withstand this attack, boy…

The white haired man seeing that his opponent would use a powerful skill decided to do the same, in a deep sigh a powerful wind formed around the man causing his hair to swing furiously then several lightnings formed above the battlefield and around the man, his eyes glowed brightly in a golden hue with some sparks showing.

Faraam- Original Ability …. [Storm of the God of War]

Arold – [Abyss Blade]

Launching the two attacks forward, they both collided, on the side of the black knight a beam of red light went towards Faraam and on the opposite side a gust of lightning and wind was meeting with the beam of red light, when the two blows found in the middle of the battlefield a gigantic explosion was present throwing the two opponents in opposite directions.

Seconds after the dust has settled it is possible to see a man in black armor and his helmet split in half revealing a half face with red eyes and black hair, Faraam just looked at his hands and shook the dust off his armor…

Faraam- *COF COF* So much fucking dust… it feels like I'm at a fucking festival… and the dust isn't even white…

System- 'Damn player…. Serious '

Arold- YOU WILL PAY FOR DAMAGING THE ARMOR MY LORD GIVEN ME

Faraam- Are you nervous…you little bitch…

Arold looked at Faraam with eyes filled with rage and lunged at the man, intending to kill him for good.

Arold- Diiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeee !!!!!!

Like a flash of light, Faraam's spear was engulfed in lightning and pierced the knight's stomach.

Arold- *Cough cough* How?

Faraam- Rule number one in a fight… don't let yourself be affected by the enemy's words… 'CHILD'

Arold- HA HA *COF COF*

Removing the blade from Arold's belly, Arold fell to his knees putting his hands on the floor to make sure he didn't face the ground. Heading to his right side Faraam raised his weapon over his head, at this moment Faraam was an executioner prepared to take the life of another worm.

Faraam- what a pity… last words… Arold?

Hearing his name, the man just opened his eyes in surprise and laughed...

Arold- HAHAHAHAHA …. GO TO HELL YOU DEMON!!!!!!!!

Hearing this Faraam smiled and lowered the blade to the man's neck, when his spear was about to touch the man's neck he felt his surroundings change and the tip of his spear hit a stone floor... Looking around he saw a corridor of what appeared to be a castle…

[Link Ring Effect was used]

Faraam- 'Shit Ariandel must be in danger… that bastard got lucky'

Returning to Arold he kept a face of surprise as he looked to his right side and the white haired Man had disappeared..

Arold- *COF COF* but … where is he?

Vomiting a large amount of blood, the man rose slowly from the ground as an intense smoke came out of the gigantic wound he had in his stomach, in mere seconds the death blow had disappeared from the man's body...

???- Fifth …. We have to go…

Looking into the fog it was possible to see the shading of a figure…

Arold- You could have helped me against that monster…. I almost died there...

???- I'm not a fool to give up my life to save you…

Arold- You shit….

???- Hahaha ….leave that we have to report this to your highness now…

Arold- Yes…. You're right

Returning to Faraam

The man walked quickly through the narrow corridors of the castle, looking out of the castle through one of the large windows of the place it was possible to see a lot of burning buildings…

Faraam- 'Shit….SHIT'

Running quickly through the castle corridors and using his sensory abilities that he acquired naturally with his high level, Faraam felt a cluster of living beings in the throne room with two presences standing out being these Ariandel and Usan, what worried Faraam was the weak presence of Usan ….

Running with all his breath the man disappeared and suddenly appeared in front of the throne room , now with his soul filled with hate to imagine what happened the demigod kicked the doors tearing them out of their place and crushing some of the assassins who were there behind these…

When he looked towards the end of the room Faraam saw Usan bloodied with his armor all broken and Ariandel had some burns on her body and was unconscious…

Usan- … Lord Faraam …

Faraam- You did well to protect her… don't worry because I'm going to commit a war crime….

In a reflex of his wrath Faraam launched a blast of lightning at the assassins, at breakneck speed the adventurer decapitated another ten assassins leaving behind a handful of them…

The survivors had a look of fear on their faces…but one of the men took a step forward without any concern.

Elder- So you're the other target … we were going to leave you until after we kill this child … but it looks like you're going to make our work easier, boy …

Faraam- I'll rip your head off….

Elder- Fool you only killed weak puppets…. Nothing more …

With eerie speed the man appeared next to Faraam and with a dagger pierced the player's shoulder but was surprised by the man's reaction... his face came up with a psychotic smile... In all the years of downed targets he had never felt anything like this not even in his years as an assassin in the Dark Hand… did he feel his blood boil as if warning him to flee…. Too bad it was late.

With colossal strength Faraam held the man in place placing one hand on the old man's shoulder and with the other hand held the man's forehead, in a movement full of anger he separated the head from the body using only his strength... the sound of flesh being torn apart was what filled the room as well as a scream of agony…

Looking at his work of art, the man threw the old man's body to the ground and ended the lives of the remaining assassins who tried to escape...

Usan was discredited by the man's strength... after all he spent a great deal of his energy protecting Ariandel... and he didn't have many openings to take down these assassins.

Faraam approached Usan and knelt in front of him…

Faraam- Usan … what the hell happened here ….?

Usan- … It was all very sudden … I-

Faraam- WITHOUT WASTING TIME, SPEAK

Hearing this, the assassin gulped…

Usan- The capital was attacked by a small group of high-level demons… and the horde made two attacks on the realm opening two new battlefronts… the kings were dealing with it personally with their armies, Iskandar and Arthuria were dealing with one forward and Gilgamesh and Escanor went to another….

Faraam- And these murderers?

Usan- They showed up as soon as the capital was deprived of protection… I protected Miss Ariandel with everything I had and the rest… you know

Faraam- She…. She is fine?

Usan- Yes … a good rest will cure it

Faraam- Very well … I'm counting on you … Usan

Faraam got up and started walking towards the exit of the throne room…

Usan- Where are you going … Mr. Faraam …

Faraam- I go towards the battlefield to destroy those who dared to touch my daughter…..

Usan- 'Daughter?' … go I will protect Miss Ariandel

Faraam- I know…

System- 'My God... is this happening...?'

ELSEWHERE

A woman with golden hair and bluish armor is in the middle of the battlefield behind her an army of knights is all dead in a macabre way, this woman is Arthuria, she is currently in a fighting position with Excalibur in her hands... in front of her a red-haired man smiled in a macabre way...

Arthuria- Why…. Why Mr Iskandar?

Iskandar- HAHAHA …. Do you really want to know?

Arthuria- You betrayed the entire continent as well as your people … you have no honor?

Iskandar- ….

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TO BE CONTINUED...