2025-03-20 08:13:25A radiant light enveloped him. Alkan closed his eyes, feeling the weight of the goddess’s actions pressing heavily on him.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw the blue sky. He could hear a few birds chirping, and a gentle breeze occasionally blew in his direction. He took a deep breath and sat up. He massaged his temples and then opened his palms. Silver and black flames emerged, each the size of a ping-pong ball. His heart ached as he looked up. He didn’t know exactly where he was in Tribal, but he was sure—he had returned to the real world. He stood up and spread his awareness around. There were no creatures watching him. He exhaled before cloaking himself in an illusion and soaring into the sky. His eyes narrowed as he scanned the land below. He was in the West. A few kilometers from where he stood earlier, there was a tribe. The sun was setting in the west, and in just a few hours, the full moon would rise. He needed
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The woman stopped in front of him and stared. “What do you mean, what? Utir is in the hall! Hurry up, or Resa will get to him first!” Alkan could no longer speak as the woman pulled him away. In the grand hall, he saw the elaborate design and various types of creatures—vampires, werewolves, manananggal, witches, shadows, and other terrifying beings from folklore. He nearly froze in place, if not for the sawikin woman beside him, who kept mentioning the name Utir. Alkan took a deep breath and looked around. He now understood why the creatures under the black palace had gathered. The sacrifice was happening at midnight, though he still didn’t know its purpose. He turned to the woman beside him and cleared his throat. "Ah, what is the gathering for?" he asked. The woman looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "There will be a sacrifice at midnight." She playfully tapped his forehead. "Did you oversleep and forget about the gather
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 70: Fight
He stepped out of the room after sealing the sleeping female exorcist inside the purple flame. The guards were still stationed outside the door. Silently, he walked past them and headed toward the forbidden chamber. He spread his awareness but quickly retracted it upon sensing the familiar breath of the sorcerer. He swiftly hid behind a wall. Even if others couldn’t see him, his illusion couldn’t conceal his presence from the sorcerer’s eyes. “The pure blood of the female exorcist will serve as the ancient king’s guide to awakening, Your Highness,” the sorcerer’s voice echoed as he neared Alkan’s hiding spot. “This is the king’s decree, and you cannot defy it.” “There are many exorcists in the North. Why must the princess be sacrificed?” the prince’s voice responded. “But mere hours before midnight, your heir will be born. What are you so afraid of, Your Highness?” A silence followed before the prince spoke a
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 71: The prince who got devoured
Alkan slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. He looked at the prince of the black sawikin. Behind him, fifty shadows followed closely as the prince took slow steps toward him. "Ah." The prince clicked his tongue. "I didn’t expect you to still be standing, mortal." Alkan spat out blood and then charged toward the prince. He strengthened the green flames on his sword and slashed it in the prince’s direction. But before his strike could land, the prince vanished from his spot. The next thing Alkan knew, he was sent flying again as the black prince appeared behind him and slashed at him with his claws. Alkan’s brows knitted together as he felt the sting in his body. Why? Why couldn’t he defeat the prince? His frustration grew. He couldn’t accept that the strength he had gained from the other world was being mocked by the prince, who smirked maliciously in front of him. Alkan clenched his fists and s
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 72: The dimension of powers
Suddenly, Alkan felt a sharp pain in his back. His brows furrowed. What was happening to him? He also felt his body temperature rising gradually. “Mortal, surrender your power to me,” the king said, his brows knitting together. His patience was wearing thin. Alkan scoffed. “And why would I give you my power?” he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He had suffered through countless hardships just to obtain his power. He would be a fool to hand it over so easily. The king’s expression darkened further. He didn’t like Alkan’s defiant response. Raising his hand, he summoned several shadows from behind him. The shadows surrounded Alkan. Alkan’s expression hardened as he released his silver flames. His chest still ached due to the sudden removal of the restriction on his third power. He needed to find a safe place to control the raging force inside him. He glan
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 73: Unbreakable curse
After a few minutes, Alkan slowly descended. He opened his eyes. The whites of his eyes had turned black, and a strange smile played on his lips. In a blink, his expression and eye color returned to normal. The diamond noticed but didn’t question it—she simply smiled at him. “Master, you have successfully obtained the third power. Now, you can fully manifest your black wings.” “Black wings?” he repeated in confusion, glancing over his shoulder. He saw nothing there. The diamond chuckled. “Why don’t you step out of your consciousness first, Master?” she suggested. Alkan withdrew his awareness from within, and as soon as he did, a sharp pain seared through his back. He had felt some discomfort earlier, but he hadn’t expected it to be this painful once he was back in his physical body. He clenched his jaw and turned to look behind him. There, he saw the black wings. He stood up straight, a grin curving his lips.
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 74: Giving back what was stolen
He took a deep breath and nodded. Kneeling beside Valeria, he gently brushed his fingers against her cheek. She remained unconscious, showing no signs of waking anytime soon. From the corner of his eye, he saw the female exorcist slowly open her eyes. He turned to her and spoke. "How are you feeling?" She scanned her surroundings before looking at him, then lowered her gaze to her swollen belly. "The prince’s child is still here," she whispered. Alkan followed her gaze. "Do you want me to…" "No." The exorcist shook her head and sighed. She lifted her head and glanced around. "Where are we in Tribal?" "Near the North, in the middle of a vast forest." The exorcist stood and took a deep breath. Her gaze fell on Valeria. "The mortal…" Her eyes narrowed. "Why does Valeria look so pale?" "A curse has awakened in her soul," Alkan replied, his expression dark. "The only way to break it i
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 75: The prince and the dangers in the East (1)
Alkan and the female exorcist landed outside the gate. They were quickly surrounded by guards. When the guards saw Alkan and the female exorcist, they were shocked. "A mortal?" one of the guards asked in astonishment, lowering his raised weapon. "You haven’t returned to the White Palace in months. Many things have happened that you are unaware of." He then turned his gaze to the female exorcist standing beside Alkan. The guard's eyes narrowed, and after a moment, they widened in shock. "Mortal, why are you with the traitor? Get away from her!" he shouted, raising his sword in front of the female exorcist. Alkan's vision darkened. "Where is Manuel? Inform him that I want to speak with him," he said through gritted teeth. "But, mortal—" "Do as I say!" Perhaps due to the force he released, coming from Menandro, the first king of the White Palace, the guards quickly moved. They lowered their weapons and stepped b
Overlord of the Four Powers Chapter 76: The prince and the dangers in the East (2)
The man smiled and looked into the distance. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a peaceful dawn across the sky. "I do not wish to refuse your request, especially since this is the first time in nearly a hundred years that someone has sought help from the Immortal Tribe. What makes it even more amusing is that a mortal is the one asking for help. Isn't that an interesting story to be written in history?" In the future, Alkan would realize that leaving the female exorcist in the care of the Immortal Tribe was the right decision. After bidding farewell to the woman, he flew back north, to the forest where the necromancer’s power kept the land in its grip. He landed and summoned the Diamond Woman. He cleared his throat. "The sorcerer said you can restore Pilak and Anino to their human forms. I want them to take shape so I can communicate with them more easily." The Diamond Woman fell silent for a few seconds before ask
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The sun shone brightly, and its rays hit Alkan’s closed eyes. He frowned, slowly opening them as he sat up from the grass. He let out a deep breath. It had been seven years since his family died in an accident. All of his parents’ assets had been passed down to him, but he was too lazy to manage everything. So, he decided to buy several hectares of land in Alegria to turn into a farm. He entrusted his most reliable staff to handle the companies left behind in the city. Just the other day, while negotiating with a landowner, a man suddenly called out to him. The man claimed to be a priest whom Alkan had saved from the Black Palace. But Alkan denied it, thinking the stranger was mentally unstable. Because of that weird encounter, he decided to postpone his land purchase. His assistant came running toward him. "Good day, Sir!" "Did something happen?" he asked, standing up. "The office in the city called. They said your travel documents for your flight to Europe have been proces
Chapter 118: End of first region
Her name was Matilda, one of the loyal followers of the ancient king. Since the first century, when the king fell into slumber, and up until Alkan’s time, the woman had remained faithfully by his side. She was also the one who set Alkan’s destiny in motion, leading him to this dimension. "Your ancestor was the descendant of the ancient king. He sent his own heir to another dimension to keep them safe from those who lusted after power." Matilda sighed. "At that time, not a day passed without blood spilling upon this land. When the ancient king learned that others sought to kill his only heir, he did not hesitate to use half of his power to open a portal to a world he believed would accept them." Alkan stared at the sleeping man. Time had not affected his appearance—in a single glance, one might mistake the ancient king for his older brother. "He tasked me with setting the fate of his descendant’s heir so they would one day return to this world—to save a land filled with conflic
Chapter 117: Destroyed barrier
The rain fell gently that day. The entire land was silent after the third region was consumed by fire. The rain had not stopped since that day, filling the witnesses of the gods’ and goddesses’ wrath with unease. But what everyone anticipated was the next move of the one who had dared to challenge the strongest beings in that world. "Master, there is still no movement from the first region," Asha reported. Alkan swung his sword slowly. At that moment, he was studying a new form of combat. He had discovered this mysterious technique from books salvaged from Ashura’s palace. After the palace burned, Asha’s serpents had found a secret door that remained untouched by the flames. She informed him, so he went to investigate and found an ancient library. It contained many old tools and battle techniques. According to Drako, they were from the first century—the era of the ancient king. Without hesitation, Alkan took everything and began studying them. "But a strange creature has been
Chapter 116: A land engulfed in fire
Alkan nodded. "They never witnessed any movement in or out of the wasteland." He turned toward the third region. "And it seems there's an imposter among the ministers of Ashura’s palace." "What do you mean?" "No one should have known about the pit inside the wasteland unless they had planted a spy. But I rule the wasteland, and no one from the third region has infiltrated it. This can only mean… that minister is from the first region! We need to return—it’s a trap!" he declared, flying back to the third region. Just as Alkan suspected, the minister who first spoke at the meeting was an agent of the palace from the first region. Once he confirmed that Alkan was in the wasteland, he quickly signaled his allies stationed around the third region. A battalion stormed and took over Bendito, another army occupied Ashura, and the prince of the first region went to Celes to seize the queen. Whe
Chapter 115: A trap
Alkan’s appearance never returned to the way it once was. His hair and eyes remained split in two colors. But that didn’t stop the monsters from recognizing him as their new master. With the council—once the pillar of the third region—gone, the highest-ranking officials of Bendito and the remaining leaders of Ashura’s palace decided to appoint Alkan as the ruler of the third region. He had no choice but to accept the position laid before him. Now, three regions of the world followed him: the wasteland, the third region, and the second region. Yet, despite having the power to command these territories, his concerns in the past few days had not disappeared. There had been no movement from the first region, which puzzled him. Based on the information he had gathered, the first region would never retreat unless they were planning something ominous. "Master, my serpents cannot enter the first region. There is a barrier repelling all monsters at the entrance. They tried to circle around,
Chapter 114: Goddess of Death
"It has been millennia since I last saw you. You were just a small child then, but now, here you are, planning to slaughter the very beings who once nurtured you." Alkan clenched his fists at the words. "Nurtured?" He let out a dry laugh. "You stole my power and stripped me of my freedom in the name of the fairy kingdom. You murdered my parents. All you've ever done is ruin my life and the lives of the beings in Tribal!" A smile played on the anito’s lips. "Why wouldn’t we? The inhabitants of Tribal are nothing but weak creatures. A mere flick of our fingers, and your lives would vanish into the wind. Shouldn’t you be afraid of the council? And yet, what happened? You established three kingdoms and enslaved all the beings in Tribal. You made yourselves gods, but… before us, you are nothing more than an ant." "An ant?" Alkan laughed at the insult. "So that’s how you see Tribal?" His grin widened. "Why don’t you ask the gods and goddesses of the first region who the real ants are? Did
Chapter 113: Welcome to the Council of Anito
The blood had already poured from the top of his head, but the general still tried to stand and face him. "Do you even know what you're doing, fool?" "You wanted to fight, so I gave you a good one. What? Can you still go on?" The general gritted his teeth in frustration and immediately charged at him. Alkan just shook his head. Even though he was wounded, the general refused to back down. One of his subordinates finally spoke up with concern. "General, we still have a battle later tonight." "Silence!" the general shouted, continuing his attack. Alkan dodged repeatedly, occasionally slashing the general’s face. By now, the general’s entire body was covered in bruises and wounds, and his blood wouldn’t stop dripping. Alkan’s brows furrowed. He had no time for this fight, so he decided to end it. With one decisive strike, the general collapsed. He didn't kill him, but who knew if the man would still be able to f
Chapter 112: War in the first region
By the time they reached the entrance to Ashura, the sun was already high in the sky. The closer they got, the worse Alkan felt. He had a strong feeling that something terrible would happen the moment he stepped into the council’s territory. But they were already here—there was no turning back now. With firm resolve, he stepped into Ashura. What greeted him was a row of warriors. Alkan blinked in surprise. "I, the general of the First Region’s army, have been tasked with stopping the Third Region from invading the Second Region—the land of the monsters! Prepare yourselves! We will strike at nightfall!" a man on a shining white horse declared. It was no ordinary horse. Its radiant body glowed under the sunlight. "Master, it looks like a war is about to break out in Ashura," Asha murmured, glancing around. "I can't sense any snakes nearby, so I can't gather any information." Alkan’
Chapter 111: Fall of Arelano
Alkan conjured a whirlwind mixed with water. Arelano narrowed his eyes and released shadows that engulfed the entire palace. But shadow manipulation was also one of Alkan’s abilities, so the darkness had no effect on him. He spread the four-colored flames from his feet, sending them across the furniture, up to the ceiling, until the entire palace was engulfed in fire. With the darkness dispelled, he saw sweat forming on Arelano’s face due to the heat. The corner of his lips curled. "Is that all you’ve got?" "Don't get ahead of yourself, mortal!" Arelano shouted, summoning two massive black wings on his back. They spread wide, creating a powerful gust of wind that extinguished the flames and once again covered the surroundings in darkness. Drako transformed into a dragon, while Asha turned into a serpent. The two worked together to defeat Arelano, while Alkan focused on casting a curse.
