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Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 25: To dream
Alkan stayed beneath the river for several more weeks. Selena announced that she was carrying an heir in her womb. That night, the tribe held a feast, and even though Alkan was the center of attention, some could not help but indulge in their excitement. They were eager to share a bed with him.He was gloomy. He had no intention of building a harem, yet it was as if he were the protagonist of a story filled with beautiful women longing for him.Moments later, Selena turned to him and once again introduced him to the entire tribe as the king of the merfolk. He let out a breath and stood up. As he scanned the crowd of guests, he realized that despite the population having remained stagnant for centuries, the number of merfolk was still overwhelming.Two attendants approached him and placed a golden crown on his head. They smiled at him, and he responded with a nod. He was eager to return to his chamber to rest.Eventually, the feast came to an end.
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 26: Emergence of the White Army
Alkan let out a deep sigh. The mermaids were currently troubled by the sudden increase of sawikin on the river's surface. They were worried that if they went out, the sawikin would capture them. The mermaids needed to go to land to gather food for Alkan. Since he was a mortal and had different dietary needs, a group of mermaids would travel to land once a month to collect food. However, two months had passed, and they still couldn't leave due to the growing number of sawikin on the river’s surface."B-But—""The king will not go to—""I will go," he interrupted the silver-haired mermaid. The six mermaids turned to him, so he smiled. "Where is the council chamber? I'll follow you," he said to the attendant.If it weren’t for the food problem, he wouldn’t have gone. Besides, something was urging him to go. He had a feeling that food wasn’t the only issue—it was also about the sawikin on the river’s surface. Something bad was about to happen, and he
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 27: Bad Premonition (1)
The lands of Tribal were vast. While soaring through the sky, Alkan could see the territory ruled by the White Wing Tribe. Unlike the south, which was shrouded in darkness, the western lands were bathed in light as the sun peeked through the clouds. What amazed him was that despite flying under the midday sun, he did not feel its scorching heat. Instead, it felt as if he were submerged in lukewarm water—just the right temperature for him.They flew past clusters of houses. Alkan was even more astonished when he saw creatures with small wings on their backs. However, what puzzled him was how fast they ran, as if they were incapable of flight.Moments later, they passed by another group of beings that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. His eyes widened when he saw two of them soaring through the air—despite having no wings attached to their backs.The two creatures noticed the passing sawikin carrying Alkan. They approached, prompting Gio to stop mid-air and hover in place. He turned to
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 28: Bad Premonition (2)
Then, suddenly, the female exorcist came to his mind. His brows furrowed as he asked, “Does the White Palace govern the exorcist tribe?” Manuel turned to him. “Did you meet the female exorcist?” Alkan nodded. “I saw her by the river in Tribal. But I lost consciousness, and when I woke up, I was in the mermaids’ nest. What happened to the female exorcist? Why didn’t she appear in the mermaids’ domain?” “A week ago, we received a message from the female exorcist. She is now in the Black Palace. She wrote down your location and informed us of the sirens’ plan to rebel. Because of this, we sent more soldiers from the Black Army to locate the sirens’ nest.” Alkan’s ears perked at what he heard. “The Black Palace?” Wasn’t that the place where the black sawikin had taken Valeria? Manuel looked at him, as if reading his thoughts. “Yes, the Black Palace. It is the stronghold that conquered the southern and eastern regions of Tribal. It is also the palace ruled by the black sawikin wh
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 29: Returning
Alkan's lips pressed into a thin line. He would have preferred not to hear that truth. Still, he didn’t refuse the offer and left the training grounds. He could feel the odd stares of the sawikin as he walked away. It seemed like more people were glaring at him now than before. Several days passed, and he continued training. The general helped him strengthen his body, and Alkan was pleased with the results. He no longer get tired easily, and his legs and arms felt stronger. He could now run faster and almost keep up with the sawikin. At first, they were amazed by his determination. But soon, they started training even harder—none of them wanted to be outdone by a mortal. Time passed peacefully in the White Palace, but that peace didn’t last. One day, when Alkan arrived at the training grounds, the sawikin were whispering among themselves, casting hostile glances his way. None of them wanted to train beside him. If not for the general’s strict orders, there would have been no tra
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 30: Marked
He paused mid-step and turned around, searching for the source of the voice. He saw a man standing in the distance. He didn’t recognize him, but based on the way the man acted, he clearly knew Alkan. Was this what life in showbiz was like? You didn’t know them, but they all knew you. Alkan simply nodded at the man in response. Gio wasted no time. He grabbed Alkan and soared into the sky. Even though it wasn’t his first time flying, Alkan still felt the anxiety grip his chest. But he didn’t show it. A few minutes later, they reached the portal. Before Alkan could even prepare himself, Gio flew straight through it. When Alkan crossed over, a cold gust of wind greeted him. He stopped in his tracks and stared ahead. The area was surrounded by trees, the chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves filling the air as branches swayed gently. The cool breeze was refreshing. San Roque. The land where he grew up. How many months had it been since he last set foot in the place where he
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 31: Catastrophe descended
After his conversation with Gio, the sawikin had left. That was also when Valeria and Alkan went to their respective rooms. They hadn’t spoken since. If what Gio said was true, it was best that they didn’t discuss Tribal. Alkan immediately believed him—Gio had no reason to lie. So he decided to focus on planning his next move. "You skipped lunch, so I prepared a lot," Valeria said. They were currently eating dinner that his wife prepared for the both of them. Valeria watched him, and when she noticed he had no intention of speaking, she sighed. "Alkan," she called, her voice serious. He looked at her. "Are you avoiding me?" she asked. His hand, holding a spoon, froze mid-air. He blinked and opened his mouth. "No," he said. "Then why won’t you talk to me?" His brows drew together slightly. For some reason, he felt as if a snake were staring him down as Valeria faced him. Her gaze was unfamiliar. It was as if a different person was sitting before him, though it was clea
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 32: Into the fairy kingdom
Gio narrowed his eyes at Alkan as the latter fell from the air. His fists clenched as he frowned. He didn’t like what had just come out of Alkan’s mouth. Why? What was so wrong about saving people? Wasn’t Alkan a human too? Why did he have no concern for his fellow humans? Gio scanned the entirety of San Roque. From the sky, he could see people running, helpless souls who didn’t know how to save themselves from danger. No matter where they ran, there was no direction, no order. It was pure chaos. He shut his eyes tightly and took a deep breath. Swiftly, he dived down to chase after the falling Alkan. He cursed under his breath. What was he thinking? Why did he let go of that man? If anything bad happened to Alkan, Manuel would surely kill him. He caught Alkan midair. Peering at the man’s face, he noticed that he was unconscious. Gio sneered. Sometimes, he wondered if the prophecy had made a mistake in choosing Alkan. The man was too weak. How was he supposed to bring down the trib
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Chapter 95: Ancient king of the black Palace (1)
That was one of the orders given to Surikong by the Council. He had received a message last week about the being from the prophecy. So, he went to the dimension without the fairies’ knowledge and waited for Alkan’s arrival. The mortal did not disappoint him. The king accepted the drop of blood and stepped toward the center, where a large glowing symbol was etched into the ground. The markings on the light pulsed with power. He let the blood drip into the middle of the glowing circle, allowing the two black feathers to fall in as well. He chanted an incantation, and in an instant, black smoke engulfed the surroundings. "W-What’s happening?" a witch asked as they felt their strength draining. The witches surrounding the ritual collapsed to their knees, except for Surikong. Meanwhile, the king smirked and guided Valeria toward the glowing light. "Your Majesty," Valeria whispered worriedly as she, too, felt her energy fading.
Chapter 94: Surikong returns
The destruction of the First Dimension, where the fairies resided, became the talk of Tribal. Fear spread as rumors circulated that the end of Tribal had come and that the Anito would judge all beings in the land. In the South, where the witches were holding their annual ritual, a bright light slashed across the ground. In an instant, a figure with pointed ears appeared, carrying a sleeping young girl—a fairy. The witches on guard quickly surrounded the stranger. "Who are you?" the leader of the group demanded. The clairvoyant scanned the area, sensing an eerie black energy radiating from the witches. She swallowed hard. As someone of high status in the Fairy Kingdom, she had grown up under the palace’s protection. This was the first time she had faced witches—beings her fellow fairies had long described as evil creatures that lived in the South. So, the queen's power had sent her to this place. They had barely escaped the
Chapter 93: The end of two dimensions
"Why were the fairies so easily driven out of the dimension?" Gio asked in confusion as he watched the fairies evacuate to Tribal. The ordinary fairies were the first to flee, while the nobles and the queen remained in the palace. The corner of Alkan’s lips curled. "The strongest fairies are still inside the palace. What do you think that means?" Gio glanced at the palace. "The fairies are planning something." "Exactly. The queen is currently waiting for a prophecy from the clairvoyant," Alkan said, raising his hand. Blue flames mixed with wind emerged from his palm. "But my patience is running thin!" He hurled the flames at the palace. Slowly, the blue fire spread, engulfing the structure. The palace servants screamed, and the fleeing fairies stopped in their tracks, turning back to see the burning palace. "Is this the end for us?" one fairy asked, trembling as they stared at the palace. "Hurr
Chapter 92: Forcing the fairies to abandon their dimension
Hot. It felt like he was inside an erupting volcano. His throat was parched. His blood felt like it was boiling, and his skin was burning. Water. He needed water! Suddenly, a cold sensation flowed through his chest. He let out a relieved breath. A few seconds later, a force tried to take over his being. Alkan furrowed his brows, resisting it. He knew that if he allowed this force to consume him, his existence in the world would be erased. "Mortal, let me enter your body. You cannot fight the Council. I will battle them for you," a voice whispered. Alkan froze. "Who are you?" he asked. "You and I are one. I am the Ancient Anito named Argus." He was silent for a moment. Then, he scoffed. "Why would you possess my body if we are one? This is my body, so don’t even try!" "But the Council is strong. You cannot defeat them." "Whether I can or not is none of your concern. This is my bod
Chapter 91: Unrecognizable (2)
In truth, he had another reason for seeking the prisoners. When he saw Gio’s concern, he abandoned his original plan of using the Sawikin prince’s body. Instead, he sought another White Sawikin. Even if they were not pure like Gio, their essence would be enough to awaken his fourth power. He felt the surge of that fourth force within him as the flames devoured the bodies. Sweat formed on his forehead. The fire soon faded, and Alkan noticed the approaching White Army. He recalled his flames and pulled Gio away from the White Palace. The Sawikin remained in shock, but Alkan ignored him. He swiftly arrived at the Necromancer’s forest in the center of Tribal. Landing, he strode toward the towering balete tree. The area was restricted—no one could enter or leave without his knowledge. Summoning Pilak, he ordered her to watch over Gio, who remaine
Chapter 90: Unrecognizable (1)
The massive gates of the White Palace were closed, but that was no obstacle for Alkan. He flew through an open terrace and stepped inside the palace. The illusion surrounding his body remained intact, keeping him hidden from the White Sawikin he passed by. Just as he remembered, the palace still shimmered with grand diamonds at every corner. Magic lights illuminated the surroundings, a stark contrast to the tribe, where fireflies were the only source of light. He encountered nymphs and other beings he had never seen before in the White Palace. It seemed that new tribes had pledged their allegiance to the palace. He made his way to Gio’s chamber. There were no guards outside, and he sensed no movement inside when he extended his awareness into the room. He stood by the door and knocked. A few minutes later, the Sawikin inside stirred from sle
Chapter 89: The fourth power (2)
Alkan knew there was nothing the healer could do. Whoever had given Matilda the poison wouldn’t have done so if an easy cure existed. The attack had been planned for this very night—meant to weaken the tribe just before the invasion. But what they hadn’t expected was his ability to deceive the incoming army. He raised his hand, summoning silver flames that enveloped the chief. The tribe watched as the chief vomited black blood, which the silver flames incinerated. Soon, nothing more came from the chief’s mouth, and the silver flames returned to Alkan’s palm. The healer sighed in relief. "Thank you, Ancient Anito!" Praises for him echoed throughout the village. Alkan smirked slightly before turning to Yuli, who stood frozen, staring at the unconscious chief. "Standing idle will accomplish nothing. The one who poisoned the chief is
Chapter 88: The fourth power (1)
"What’s the news?" he asked Anino, who had returned after hours of monitoring the Black Palace and the witches' tribe. "Yesterday, the transformation of the mortal woman was completed. She no longer remembers her past, and the king took advantage of her lost memories to convince Valeria that she is a Black Sawikin." Alkan’s eyes narrowed. "What about the witches' tribe?" "Nothing suspicious happened, except for their plan to attack the tribe tomorrow night." Anino cleared his throat. "The higher-ups of the Black Palace have sensed your power. They now know that the strong force comes from the southernmost part of the land." Alkan nodded and turned toward the tribe, where everyone was busy with their tasks. The sun had already risen in the east, and he had left the cave without informing anyone. Even Yuli, who had placed the restriction at the cave’s entrance, h
Chapter 87: Loyal servant
Meanwhile, countless memories continued to flood Alkan's mind. After a few more minutes, he vomited blood, and his eyes turned white. Only then did the pain in his head subside, and the mask’s glow gradually faded. The memories had stopped entering his mind, yet he felt that this was not the end. “Hah… haaa…” He gasped as he opened his eyes. Surrounding him were diamond and silver flames, illuminating the space. He quickly removed the mask from his face and examined it. “Diamond,” he called. “Master.” Alkan swallowed hard. “Explain what’s happening.” There was a brief silence before Diamond spoke. “This is not your third life, Master. When the dimension of Tribal was created, powerful beings were the first to inhabit this land. They were called Anito—beings capable of creating and ending things. They lived in Tribal for many years. During that time, gods and goddesses frequently
