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Gerald Zheng was a prince and heir to the throne of Camelot. He was burdened with heavy tasks after the death of his father, the emperor of Camelot. His family was scattered. Competitors of his birth right sort to take his life in order to claim what is rightfully his. Zheng was forced to leave his home continent, away from all the drama. He will begin his journey to build strength, to be the mightiest man on Earth, on a continent foreign to him. Only by gaining might can he right the wrongs. FEAR THE RETURN OF ZHENG!

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Camelot Special Operation Unit

Emperor Gerald sat beside the headless corpse of the peacock flamebird with his back against the wall. His whole body ached. Sitting down brought some relief.

He gazed at the undone parts of the boundary wall.

He whispered to himself, "That place should be patched up as soon as possible."

A thick cloud of smoke and dust still hung over the city. However, the area where the emperor was was clear of smoke and dust.

Thud! Thud!

Emperor Gerald heard approaching footsteps. Due to his high perception, he perceived that the people approaching were not enemies. So, he still sat relaxed.

A centurion of people in black clothes marched into the clear zone. Their gazes were searching. When their gaze fell upon the emperor and the headless carcass of the flamebird, the leader of the centurion became conspicuous.

The leader was an elf named Buckberry. He was a few inches taller than six feet. He had long black hair that ended at his shoulders. Like most male elves, he was handsome.

Buckberry said to the group, "Fifty men should take guard on the walls. Twenty should take guard on the ground. The other twenty-nine should go out and find survivors."

The group precisely divided themselves without discussion.

"Don't wander into the cloud of smoke. Wait until reinforcements arrive," Buckberry added.

Buckberry and his men wore black tactical shirts and black tactical pants. They were members of the Camelot Special Operations Unit. Every member of the centurion's staff had a handgun resting in a holster hanging around their hip.

This handgun was called Pierce. Pierce was designed like a revolver, but four times bigger and with more power.

The Camelot Special Operations Unit was not a publicly recognised unit. It was a secret unit. They were controlled by the emperor through section leaders.

A section leader of the Camelot special operation unit headed the unit on a city level.

Buckberry was the section leader for Brave City.

Buckberry approached Emperor Gerald.

The emperor noticed that the section leader's clothes looked relatively clean for someone who had been in the city during the attack.

Buckberry caught the emperor's gaze. He said in defence,

"We were in our underground office when the attack happened. No one reported to us until one of us wanted to get some air."

Emperor Gerald said, "Our home is in a vulnerable state. Go and stand guard with your men. We may fight another battle."

Buckberry left the emperor and went to stand with the twenty-nine special operations officers.

Emperor Gerald could see that the entire body of his sabre gleamed red. To other people, they would see that his sabre still had a golden hilt and a silver blade. He held the hilt in both hands, with the tip of the blade pointing towards the sky. The sabre was before him, and the tip was slightly above his head. He calmly said,

"Absorb."

Streams of red light travelled from the sword to his hand. The light was absorbed by protruding blood vessels, which were behind his wrists. This caused the blood vessels on his arms to glow red.

This continued for almost three minutes and was over. The sword returned to its regular nature in the eyes of Emperor Gerald. He felt rejuvenated; his mana levels had been recharged.

The saber stole the mana in the body of the peacock flamebird after it had been beheaded by the saber.

Emperor Gerald got back on his feet. He still felt severe pains across his body.

POW!

A red lightning strike struck the emperor, and he transformed into the Red Dragon.

The red beast ascended and flew in a direction at high speed. The momentum and flapping of its wings dispersed the cloud of smoke and dust. The dragon did this in various directions, and soon the city was almost rid of dust and smoke.

An hour later, a battalion of soldiers and a group of more than 100 masons arrived in Brave City from the city's western boundary wall. The masons had cement, sand, and other materials that would be used to fix the fallen wall, loaded in carts dragged by donkeys.

The repair of the fallen wall began. The battalion of soldiers took up strategic positions around the wall.

Satisfied that there were enough men to defend the city, the emperor took a squad of soldiers and headed south of the city. They were going on feet. The bunkers that housed the evacuated civilians were located south of and outside the city.

Emperor Gerald and the squad arrived before a cluster of stones outside and metres away from the southern wall of the city. The terrain was a grassy plain. The average grass height was a few inches above the ankle.

"Drop your weapons and identify yourselves." Camelot soldiers who concealed themselves in the grass revealed themselves. They surrounded the emperor and his company.