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Nameless King

Once all people received Souls and incredible powers. Some were lucky enough to obtain the Soul of an ancient and powerful creature, but fate was not favorable to all. The world began to change, and creatures evolved. But, it was not the beginning of a new era. It was the end. A couple of months later, a dark mist appeared and destroyed the world. It was a dictate of destiny from which no one could escape. Wain Norheim was the world's best assassin and the only one who didn't get a soul. However, he was destined to gain the power to confront fate. Escaping through a portal into another world, he unknowingly began the apocalypse. Even the world failed to expel him.

Arlemit · Fantasia
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1149 Chs

The Statue

Wain, Erza, Ern, and Alas were ready for battle. They waited for their opponent to make the first move.

"Don't disappoint me!" Statue exclaimed as he rushed toward them.

The Statue chose Erza as his first target. His golden spear came down on her with lightning speed.

'Damn!' Erza inwardly exclaimed as her eyes went wide.

She created several flaming crosses above her. The fire was strong enough to melt any metal, especially one as soft as gold, but the Statue's spear wasn't even hot. It easily cut through the crosses as it rushed toward Erza. She didn't have time to dodge, but she wasn't fighting alone.

Whoooooooosh.

A scarlet stream of wind appeared between her and the spear. It lightly tossed the spear aside, and Alas swept beside Erza as he took her with him.

Bam.

A moment later, the spear plunged deep into the golden floor as it left several thick cracks on the floor, shaking the entire arena.