Chapter 63: The Finale Is Here

Chapter 63:The Finale Is Here

Author: Dark_Crown98

A/N: *Cry!*

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"So, Seeing you all this prepared. I can guess, you have recovered your past memories?" Antares asked, looking for an answer from Alard.

Alard didn't answer, but only smiled.

*Whooosh!

"Bastard! You dare play with me, using your clone!" When, Beast Monarch shouted, completely blinded by the rage of thinking, all this time he was just fighting a clone.

He began transforming into a gigantic white werewolf, his nails growing into claws, his fangs growing larger. His entire body getting covered in white fur.

He then immediately, bursted furiously at Alard.

*Bam!

*Wham!

Alard, opening his sharingan, smoothly dodged Beast Monarch attack.

Then, he grabbed Beast Monarch by his fur, exerting all his strength at his right arm. He yeeted the Werewolf towards the Monarchs side.

*Grab!

*Grab!

"Ugh!"

Frost Monarch and Iron Body Monarch quickly catching the yetted body of Beast Monarch.

"Grrr!" Beast Monarch growled, surprised by Alard speed.

Antares and Ashborn silently observed the situation, both of them trying to evaluate Alard's strength.

"That wolf is no fun… Why don't you all come at me all together." Alard taunted, still waiting for Rulers to descend.

"Roaaaar!" Beast Monarch roared, getting taunted by Alard.

All the Monarchs couldn't help but shook their heads, seeing the recklessness of the Beast Monarch.

…

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[Ashborn PoV]

'Where can such a being even appear from?' I thought, looking at Beast Monarch getting his face smacked by the outsider.

*Sigh~

'I really have to fight this meaningless war, once again…' I exclaimed inwardly. I sighed out loudly.

Then, turning at the Monarch of Destruction, Antares. Who had his hand folded, his army of dragons behind him.

He watched their clash with great interest. A grin appearing on his face.

And, I could surely guess what was running through his head, right now.

But, I couldn't say the same thing myself.

'Did I really do the right thing? taking over this child's body?' I questioned myself, glancing at this body of mine.

I was so glad.

I was just so glad, finding a suitable vessel or eventually my successor in that Dungeon.

He was a chivalric man, who was alway walking one inch close to death. Yet, he desperately escaped the death each and every time.

Even when he faced many adversity in each and every step of his life, he still faced all those head on. Only, for the sake of his mother and younger sister.

He was an unwavering figure, with a fearless heart.

Watching him everyday, I had already decided to enter my eternal slumber, making that boy Sung Jinwoo the next Shadow Monarch.

*Sigh~

But, because of this unknown threat. And, from the requests of both the Monarchs and Rulers.

I had to descend in this plain, taking over this boy's body. I have to once again enter this bloody battlefield.

*Kaboooom!

When Ice and Fire collided against each other, a huge explosion litting up the entire sky.

"Roaaar!" The Beast Monarch roared, his face was hideously disfigured by the punch of the outsider, his face all turned into a plump of blood.

I could sense fear, taking over Beast Monarch's heart.

While, glancing at the other Monarchs.

Iron Body Monarch had his golem body cracked all over the places, he was sucking air greedily.

While there was the Frozen Monarch. Who was throwing his ice shards, clashing it against the flame spitted by the outsiders.

I then sensed some suspicious movement.

"Ha.. Hah.. What the hell is he! He isn't even tried out, after this long battle of ours." Frozen Monarch exclaimed, dazed at Alard standing in a casual stance, perfectly fine.

*Shock!

'This..!'

I turned to the subordinates behind the outsider. I could tell, each time the outsider's energy began weaking.

One of his subordinates, body aged extremely old. Soon, their bodies drying out. Their entire lifespan and vitality were sucked out of their body.

While, the outsider recovered all his energy and vitality back. His injuries and bruises, recovering.

'He is using his subordinates' life as a tool for his own nourishment!' I was shocked and disgusted, just thinking of this.

How can someone like him have these loyal subordinates? He was just using their body as an energy container, and yet they were willing to die as an energy container for this outsider!

This is just too absurd!

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'Ahh~ What a pleasure, dying for m'lord.' a blood slave exclaimed in pleasure, getting his lifespan and vitality sucked by Alard.

He died, while Alard's health and strength increased.

The skill Alard currently was using, is a racial skill of his called, Blood Slave Sacrifice.

Using this skill, Alard can scarifice his slaves. Absorbing their lifespan, vitality and gaining a temporarily buff in his strength.

Alard had complete control over who to sacrifice or not to sacrifice.

'This skill is really useful. But, sadly I can only use it a hundred times a day.' Alard thought, blocking a fist of Beast Monarch.

His eyes giving a ruthless glare at the Beast, he slipped his hand. Tightly grabbing the left arm of Beast Monarch with his two hands.

*Rip!

*Splatter!

He ripped off his arm, tearing off the flesh and bone of his arm. Blood flooded out his ripped arm, Alard quickly buring the ripped arm into ashes.

"Ahhhhh!" Beast Monarch roared, feeling his left arm teared out. He had a terrified expression, turning toward his fellow Monarchs.

They all were also tired out, making him want to run away.

'He will kill me! He will kill me! Not even the Shadow and Destruction Monarch are helping us.' Beast Monarch exclaimed inwardly, seeing two pairs of cold eyes staring at him.

*Slash!

Alard lunged at the Beast Monarch, trying to chop his head off.

*Fwoooosh!

*Clang!

A shadow appeared infront of the Beast Monarch, blocking his sword with its own.

"Oh.. So, the mighty Shadow Monarch is finally making a move." Alard mocked, leaping behind from his place.

'I can't wait for the Rulers to descend. I have to hold the situation before they also arrive.' Ashborn thought, gripping the hilt of his long sword tightly.

*Swish!

He dashed, getting near Alard.

*Cling!

Both of their majestic swords clashed, Ashborn flaring up purple flames around his sword.

*Fwsssss!

Alard also flared his Excalibur with black light, pressuring the Shadow Monarch.

Both of their pressures created a huge phenomena.

The entire air around the world was splitted into two. Their landscape all around the world changed, many evacuated humans having problems breathing all over the world.

*Fwooooosh!

"Haaa!" Iron Body Monarch also rushed, trying to help Shadow Monarch.

*Fwoosh!

Though, he just died, getting his golem body pulverised.

He was just touched by some flaring sparks of purple flames and black light.

"What an unfortunate guy." Alard exclaimed, watching the scene.

*Whoooosh!

Alard and Ashborn leaped behind, retrieving their swords.

*Zzztt!

*Zzztt!

The sky then once again began expanding, this time completely overshadowing Korea and its nearby countries.

*Shineeeee!

The entire world was illuminated by a bright holy gold light, the Monarchs' getting alittle irritated by the light.

"They finally are here." Ashborn exclaimed, looking over the sky.

Antares and the rest of the Monarch also turned over the gate above the sky, soon many white silver knights, with large white wings and glowing white eyes appearing outside from the Dimensional Gate.

All of them wielding divine weapons in their hands.

"What a flashy entry, for some rebels." Alard commented, inwardly sighing. He was glad his issues with bright lights were removed after becoming a Royal Vampire. The most pure blooded vampire one can find in this era.

"Hmm… They sure took their time. It seems like they were waiting for our army to seriously get injured." Antares muttered, watching the thousands of Rulers army hovering around the sky.

He knew, once they killed Alard. He and his fellow Monarchs will immediately have another great battle with these Rulers.

Sadly, they have already lost two Monarchs in their team.

Them being… Baran, The Monarch of White Flames, the King of Demons

And, Iron Body Monarch.

*Swsssh!

*Tremble!

'Looks, like they did release him.' When, Antares alittle happy about it, looked at a gate appearing below the island.

A huge, muscular man with bluish-gray skin, long messy black hair with a sloppy beard, and glowing red eyes walking out of the Gate newly appeared below the island.

He was wearing a long tattered white loincloth.

He was none other than Legia, The Monarch of Beginning, the King of Giants.

"Welcome back, Legia. Congratulations on getting released." Antares then laughed, welcoming Legia.

A scoff appeared in Legia's face.

"Hmph! Let's quickly deal with this outsider. Then, I can get my revenge back with these bastards." Legia said, sending hateful glares at the Rulers army from time to time.

Hahahahhaha!

'Finally, all of them are here! Finally I don't need to play around and just get it over with!' Alard then laughed maniacally, seeing the Main Rulers also soon descending out from the Gate.

He was tired out, with all this fighting.

He just quickly wanted to end this quest.

"Queresha!" He then shouted.

*Cough!

*Cough!

Frost Monarch, Beast Monarch and Yogumunt immediately vomiting blood, all three of them falling to their knees.

"Wha- what?" Frost Monarch exclaimed, his entire body shivering. He and the other two immediately glared at Queresha.

Who had a smirk on her face.

"Yo.. you! Why? How?" Yogumunt asked, his hands trembling.

"How? Well, I've been secretly injecting the master's blood in you three since the beginning of our fight with my master." Queseha spoke, giving a smile.

All the three kneeling Monarchs, eyes widen in shock.

Realising, in all this time, of them battling against the outsider. Queresha didn't even once show any signs of hostility or killing intent at him, while she was suspiciously close all the time with them when they were busy fighting against Alard.

"Yo… you damn, traitor!" Frost Monarch exclaimed, his eyes trembling in rage.

When something impossible happened…

*Cough!

*Splatter!

Ashborn coughed blood, his body weakening.

"What!" Everyone in the battlefield shouted. Even the cool headed Antares and leader of Rulers, The Brightest Fragment of Brilliant Light eyes widened in shock.

"This…?" Ashborn exclaimed, completely surprised.

Queresha quickly approached Alard, standing beside him.

Alard had a huge smirk on his face, all the events going as he planned.

'The finale is here.'

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A/N:

Okay, Clearly Some doubt.

Why and When Queresha became a traitor.

Alard had already made her his blood slave in the first time, and even after Rulers rewinded the time.

Querehsha still was a blood slave of Alarm.

#Any doubt, ask me...