Primerian commanders eased as they saw the young emperor encased in two different auras.
They knew that the young emperor would gradually fall into spirit abberation, which was a death sentence.
But they were also terrified. Wasn't this the legendary Primordial Spirit that seemed to naturally awaken inside a body? They trembled as they looked at the young emperor.
Handling 5 warriors of the same rank like mosquitoes and having a natural Primordial spirit...
If he lived, this young monarch would be one of the greatest Etherian Rankers. There would be no one to oppose the emperor at that moment.
Even the title of Emperor would be unsuitable at the moment!
It was a good thing that this monster was dying as a result of his own ridiculous talent.
The commanders of Leon's dominion, on the other hand, were quite different.
'It makes no difference what happens to myself or others. Please do not interrupt me while I am in my meditation state!' They had all placed their faith in their emperor to do another miracle right now, or they would all perish.
When they observed the young emperor fighting to maintain both auras to remain stable, some lost the light in their eyes.
The white aura and the gold aura appeared to be fighting for dominance on their own.
A Rank 1 commander's eyes glowed crimson as he coated his sword with his aura and released bloodlust. The other commanders were all taken aback when they saw one of their own betraying at such a critical time.
Their faces were furrowed with frustration and helplessness. They were unable to defend His Majesty in time.
The traitor commander closed his eyes and smiled, he was thinking of other parties' promises and the wealthy life he would enjoy. But his expected blood-splashing or squelching voice didn't appear.
But what did emerge was an amused, grandiose voice. "You monkey brains always think and do the same thing," Zachery shook his head as he amusedly gazed at the commander who had betrayed him.
But Alexander had a wounded expression on his face as he stared at this commander, Kerubus, who was trying to kill him without hesitation. It was because he was the one who taught Alexander the way of the sword.
And, ironically, it was this that led to his betrayal, Zachery reasoned. Again, Alexander possessed considerable swordsmanship, and when Kerubus saw it, he was envious.
It was only a seed, but Primera's believers and higher-ups fostered this jealousy as it grew into irrational hatred
Why was he bestowed with this illustrious talent?
When Zachery examined his meridians and blood vessels, he discovered that Kerubus was gifted in terms of energy circulation. That's why, despite being a phony Rank 3 mutant warrior with a temporary 2 combat spirit, Zachery had taken some time when he squashed Kerubus's aura with his own.
As he stared at the smiling Zachery, Zachery shook his head. "It makes no difference, your Majesty; you'll die anyway from spirit aberration!" Kerubus remarked this when he realized he couldn't walk away from Zachery due to an intimidation skill Zachery had placed on him.
[Lion's might]
His entire body shook as he stared at Zachery with terror and a psychotic grin.
Zachery gave him another amused smile with his lips twitching upwards. "Is the so-called death you're talking about the petty quarrel that's going on inside me?" Zachery gazed at his armored hand, which had a mix of gold and white that seemed to be changing continually.
Kerubus's countenance gradually went from happiness to confusion, and Zachery's lips curled upward into a grin.
Zachery clenched his fist, and the internal turmoil he was experiencing appeared to vanish into thin air. No, it appeared as though the natural spirit that was born within Zachery was all a sham.
Those with keen eyes, on the other hand, could see it all. But they were taken aback by what this young ruler had done.
He'd... eaten the Sword spirit?
Raphael and Nessa, as well as their entourage, were speechless at what they had witnessed. Raphael was on cloud nine, and Nessa's father's arms were caressing his temples.
'Stronger side...' Raphael smiled as she looked at Alexander, 'Seems like Father is going to get a little uncomfortable with his new son-in-law!'
[Spirit:- 25-->26]
Zachery's spirit was no different than his last one. It had the former glorious golden colour that appeared to never fade, but if one looked closely, or even got closer to Zachery like the commanders, they would declare it was radically different from the previous Zachery!
The commanders could sense the terrible sharpness that the golden aura entailed. Even the hair strands appeared to be as pointed as swords.
Zachery raised his fists in a karate chop motion with his arms. Zachery then surrounded his hands with a golden glow.
"Listen closely, Primeria's cu*ts, even if your Goddess Primera comes here to take my life. The only thing she would take would be my dick inside her." Zachery's hand descended like a guillotine, and the room became silent.
He had openly offended the goddess, which was a serious offense, but no one seemed to care as they gazed at Kerubus's cleanly cleaved-up carcass.
They all gazed at Alexander as if he were a monster wrapped in human skin, but they all saw the same thing. His aura was transforming his hand into a sword-like projection.
This meant he had outlived the utility of cold weaponry, which was considered to be only possible for Rank 6 Mutant Warriors!
This... What exactly was this?
Even though Leon had told him to save Kerubus's life, Zachery glanced at his body with chilly contempt. That he dismissed it as nonsense.
Zachery created this charade solely to entice the traitor he had discovered while analyzing Alexander's memory.
Zachery rushed forward, taking his sword and moving towards the dazed and stranded enemy warriors.
"Primeria's cu*ts, let's get this settled once and for all!" Zachery demanded, his voice spreading like a shockwave. It had such unrestrained savagery and a keen will behind every syllable that no one dared to utter a sound.
"In fact, let's do it your way!" I accept what you do to all the sinners, whether innocent or not!" Zachery remarked this as he raised his sword high, embodying the dignity of an emperor by deciding the problem according to their law.
"I initiate the trial of innocence death!" Zachery replied defiantly as he laid his sword on the ground and glanced at Primera's soldiers. The sword hit the ground and created a crater of its own as splinters of rock and debris flew off everywhere.
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