As the sun emerged from the horizon, the army of the Mizalas Duchy marched towards the Kilrun Capital City, ready for one last battle.
In the backline, the Duke of Mizalas watched it all unfold with glee on his face. "Finally, today shall be the end of the Kilrun Duchy," he proclaimed.
Aside from himself, he now has 160 Genesis Sea experts, the number of Genesis Sea experts had increased instead of decreasing despite him losing so many of them in the 9 days of surging the city.
With this many Genesis Sea experts, he believed he would be able to destroy the Kilrun Duchy in record time. As he watched his army get closer, he soon spotted something.
It did not take long for him to recognize the man. After all, he had been battling him during the last 9 days.
He watched as the Duke of Kilrun flew in front of him. Amused, he decided to let the man have his last say before he killed the man.
"I ask to surrender," he said, the Duke of Mizalas let out a cackle.
"Oh, apologize but I do no-" "I am not asking for my surrender. I am asking for your surrender," hearing this, the Duke of Mizalas chuckled before it turned into a full-blown cackling, laughing loudly at the Duke of Kilrun.
Behind him, the Genesis Sea experts also did the same, feeling the entire thing too funny. "Oh," the Mizalas Duke wiped a tear that had formed in his eyes from laughing too much. "The despair must have gone to your head to the point he grew mad, ah, this is too hilarious,"
He then stopped laughing, "Men, blast him till he does," he ordered. The Genesis Sea experts complied, unleashing techniques after technique on the single man while he did not do anything to defend himself.
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"My lord! Captain, we should do something," all across the walls, the soldiers demanded their captains to allow them to help, even if their strength would have meant they would die in seconds without doing anything.
The captains were also anxious, hoping to receive orders from the higher-ups. One of the captains even walks towards one of the Generals, hoping to convince the man to allow the troops to help their Duke.
However, he could not convey what he wanted after seeing the General's face. He returned to his post, the other captains rushed towards him.
"What did the General say?" another captain asked, anxiety filling his tone.
"I did not even get to ask him. I just look at him and go back here," the one who goes to meet with the General said. Before they could chastise him, he continued, "After all, there is no way I could ask that when he smiled when the Duke was attacked,"
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"Stop," the Duke of Mizalas ordered his men, his men obeyed his command quickly. He watched eagerly, waiting for the sight of the corpse of the men that had been torn on his side for the duration of the siege.
His expression morphed into shock as he watched the man that supposed to die escape, unscathed even.
"How?!" the Duke of Mizalas could not help himself but screamed, appearing undignified in front of his men but he did not care. What he cares about is why is the man still alive.
"How? Let's just say those blasts could not kill me," the other man replied, laughing lightly when he watched the Duke of Mizalas grit his teeth.
"That's impossible, you should not survive that!" the Duke of Mizalas exclaimed.
"But I did," was the reply he got.
"But it is impossible for a Genesis Sea expert to survive all of that!" he continued his rant.
"Oh, but I am not a Genesis Sea expert," the next reply the Duke of Mizalas received caused him to pause.
"What did you mean by that?" fear filled his voice as he came to a horrifying conclusion, hoping it was just his fear talking. Unfortunately, his fear materialized into reality.
"I am a Noble expert," a Noble Tower emerged out of thin air. The results of the tower the height of a man appeared was instantaneous. Most of the weaker soldiers of the Mizalas army kneel immediately, their heads touching the ground.
From the way they tried to raise their head showed that it was not unintentional. Only some of the stronger Genesis Lake experts and the Genesis Sea experts managed to remain standing though the Genesis Lake experts were forced to land as the pressure was strong enough to make them crash to the ground.
"Impossible! This is impossible!" the Duke of Mizalas let out, looking more like a deranged lunatic instead of a dignified leader of a powerful nation.
"Nothing is impossible," the Duke of Kilrun replied, looking bored by their exchange.
"It's impossible! Unless it is one of your tricks! That is it! This must be a trick! You almost fooled me! You must have found an artifact and made it look like a Noble Tower! In that case, I have to destroy it or take it for myself," the Duke of Mizalas said, insanity filling his voice.
The Duke of Kilrun pretended like he did not hear it, instead just flicking at the Noble Tower and watching as it headed towards his foe. Despite the danger he could feel, the Duke of Mizalas ignored all of his senses telling him of the danger.
Instead, he even slashed at the tower, planning to destroy it before killing the Duke of Kilrun. To his horror, his weapon, one that had accompanied him for a long time, was destroyed when it made contact.
The tower, not stopping from the slash, hit the Duke's hand. Despite it looking just like the tower lightly touching his hand, the Duke of Mizalas felt like his hands were on fire before it spread all over his arm.
To his shock and horror, his entire right arm was destroyed, likely from just a touch, making him realize, to his pain, that the Duke of Kilrun is a Noble realm expert and he was, putting it lightly, screwed.
He tried to flee from his opponent but the Duke of Kilrun merely extended his hand, before he found himself unable to move, the Duke of Kilrun catching him.
He struggled, squirming from the grasp of his enemy but it did not go anything except making him look like some kind of demented caterpillar.
The Duke of Kilrun decided to not pay attention to the man, he could sense him anyway and turned towards the other Genesis Sea experts, glaring at them and making them feel like a fish on a chopping block.
"Who's next?"