The Level Up System, with which Zachery had merged, had registered Zachery's faction was not for show, but for utility.
Every drop of blood he and his soldier drew was turned into EXP and was channeled into Zachery's EXP store. So, every second, 10 EXP was channeled into his storage, along with each soul.
So Zachery's EXP stream was seemingly endless right now.
So, a total of 5,100 EXP meant nothing to Zachery in his current predicament.
[Level Up Successful.]
Zachery immediately felt something inside him churn as a malevolent aura engulfed him. But, in the midst of things, both Rank 1 Warriors would not remain mute and let the mounting threat in front of them grow more dangerous.
The spear user surrounded his spear with a blue aura and thrust his spear forward with great force. The spear struck Zachery in his head in the midst of his trance-like state.
His faithful helmet shielded him from instant death, but the spear's momentum carried over. Zachery's brain rang like an alarm as he struggled to orient himself inside the building he had been stuffed into by the momentum of the spear.
Zachery stared at his helmet, which was no longer helpful, and at both of the Rank 1 warriors.
Their faces indicated that they were terrified... But of what? Zachery smiled as he thought of what was about to entail. He was going to shake Etheria to the core with this battle.
Zachery closed his eyes as an ethereal golden glow engulfed him and blazed all over his body.
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Despite the fact that the war was intense on Zachery's side of things. He had seen that there were numerous undercurrents running beneath the battle.
A guy wearing silver armor and wielding a silver spear stood on top of a structure, his face strained as he watched the conflict, especially when he saw the young emperor in action.
His appealing blue gaze moved from the fallen monarch to a woman standing by him.
"Just as Father predicted, he is as useless as trash." As smog formed around her lips, a woman of incomparable beauty sighed. Even though the temperature around her appeared to be normal, her body temperature appeared to be extremely low.
"Princess, I already told you to approach the second candidate." With a chilly undertone in his voice, the Knight in silver armor replied.
Raphael, the Princess of the North, glanced at the targeted monarch one final time before tearing her gaze away from Alexander and looking at the second candidate with difficulty.
Even though she said things that were disdainful of Alex, her heart seemed to want something else, and she wanted it badly.
Arthur was the runner-up candidate after Alex. Arthur was the polar opposite of Alexander. Even if Arthur was as attractive as Alexander, his appeal was the polar opposite of Arthur's.
If Alexander's golden light shone forth and illuminated the path ahead for his warriors to follow, Arthur's black night hair and blackish aura made everyone around him shudder in horror.
It was almost as if his blackish aura was waiting to consume anyone who took the wrong step towards him. He also appeared to be a step above typical Rank 1 Mutant Warriors, as he was holding three Rank 1 warriors on the battlefield by himself.
"You have to act quickly, Princess." Raphael's heart was battered and assaulted again when he heard her father Kinght's persuasion.
If it were just a matter of life and death, she would immediately stand with Alex, but her father's order was ruthless.
'Pick the stronger side,' Her father's order was clear: if Alex did not succeed in turning the situation around, she would be allowed to assist Alex, but she would be engaged to Arthur.
If the Knight discovered that she had any feelings for any of the candidates before the engagement, Alexander's head would most likely be on an ice spike.
She closed her eyes and fought her own battle in her heart. She prayed from the bottom of her heart for a miracle to occur and turn Alex into an invincible man, and it appeared that her desire had been answered by Goddess Primera.
"Hmm, good," From the debris amid which Alexander lay rang a voice that shook everyone's soul.
"What in the..." The Knight beside Raphael gasped as his eyes enlarged to the point where they appeared to jump out of his sockets.
This foreboding voice cut Raphael's train of thought off. Her gaze trailed to where she heard the voice, and, like the Knight, her eyes widened to the point that her eyeballs threatened to fall out of their sockets.
"Ha! A sword! My fist is enough for you lowly things," The menacing voice demanded, oozing arrogance and bloodlust.
Alexander was the source of the foreboding voice! Rafael nearly fell over when she noticed a menacing golden vertical pupil lock onto her with disdain and disgust.
Actually, the look was focused on the Knight standing next to her, who felt threatened.
The Knight squinted his eyes, unable to believe what he was feeling. He was terrified of a Rank 1 pup as a Rank 3 Mutant Warrior?
He clenched his teeth and tried to suppress his wrath and shame while remaining neutral.
Before the arrogant golden eyes settled down, it darted towards one more place. It was towards his wife dearest.
Nessa, Alexander's wife, caught his gaze and gave him a pitiful, beseeching look in response.
When her father's scarlet vertical pupils met his golden vertical pupils, even the mighty Dracon family's head trembled. Nessa turned her head and looked at her father with a hateful expression.
Nessa's father sighed after taking the glare from both his daughter and his obscenely gifted son-in-law. He regretted his rash decision as he turned to face the sky. Due to the relationship between the White Tiger Tribe and Phoneix Clan, the Dracon and Leon families kept a strong alliance to repel both Hegemons.
He wasn't afraid of the Phoneix Clan or the White Tiger Tribe. However, he was worried about the Leon family's impending rebirth.
When the small boy would grow up, he had provided him a justification for attacking the Dracon Empire.
As a result of Alexander being the best investment anyone could have made, killing the young ruler was also out of the question.
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