Nathan easily got the good side of every guard on the walls as soon as he came back. This isn’t because of any merit to his own character but, rather, because of what he brought for them. The fruits that he got from the old man.“Hey man, these things are good. Can you get more of them?” One of the guards asked Nathan right after the first bite.Even Nathan himself is shocked by how good the taste is to be honest. He didn’t expect it to be this good. Every bite brings out a plump juice that’s rich in flavor. That’s the kind of experience they’re having which leaves them wanting more. There’s also the faint taste of something else but, this is barely recognizable. Nor should it be a cause for concern at all as they continued gnawing on the food. “I think so. The old man seems to be easy enough to fool.” Nathan said as he looked back down. Sure enough, the old man is still there, waiting for what Noah is going to say to him.“Yeah. Like hell we’ll allow him to enter inside the kingdom
Merlin got information about the events transpiring within the kingdom of Ptolemy easily. He didn’t even have to place too much of an effort into this. He and Sylvie went into a nearby village, the nearest they can find that hasn’t been evacuated yet.The declaration of war as well as the state of the former Genesis city made it so that everyone living in villages near it evacuated to the cities. As such, it is a far way from this point that the next village is located. This also means another thing. That, the things transpiring within the kingdoms reach the ears of these villagers easier. All thanks to two things. The soldiers sent to guard these places and, the merchants that come back from the kingdoms as well.Both of these are tattletales that cannot hold their stories. The juicier the story, the easier it is for them to slip their tongue. Though Merlin and Sylvie didn’t rely on this at all. They went there in the guise of being merchants. Bringing fruits that are harvested from
Merlin is sharp.As the Emperor of Requiem, he’s continued wearing this title because of the brains that go with his overwhelming powers. The combination of the two is the reason why he’s such a frightening figure because, he doesn’t only fight in actual battles. No. Merlin Warlock engages in the art of warfare even before entering into the battlefield. Using tricks and tactics that place his own victory a step closer. As many steps as possible before the real confrontations.That is what he did when he interfered in the affairs of the kingdom of Regulus. He didn’t go to the arena expecting to kill the five monarchs. He knows full well that, he’s not on a level where he can kill them that easily yet.These are the most powerful humans in the continent after all. With their levels maxed and, with achievements under their belt that nobody else in Adamus can rival. That’s why he didn’t go there for the kill. He only went there to show them that he is a threat. A real threat and a lethal
“My lord, how did things go?” Dirth asked. He’s the only one who met up with the demon lord. Everyone else is away and busy with something else. A task left to them by Merlin of course. That’s why he’s welcomed by the goblin shaman. With this creature are three kobolds who have with them a couple of items that would’ve been useful if Merlin returned to the dungeon sustaining heavy damage.Thankfully, none of these are required because Merlin returned in top shape. There’s no damage done to him, though the same cannot be said for his enemies. The destruction he caused will surely reap one of the effects that he intends to create and, if he’s lucky, he’ll surely be able to create all of them.“Perfectly.” Merlin said. A single word that summarized the event. “Everything went just as I planned.”“Does that mean we don’t have to worry about the humans for a while?” Dirth asked. “Yes.” Merlin said in reply.Among the monsters on his side, Dirth is the most perceptive – even toping Gerant
Hollow Arena.This is the name of another facility found within Merlin’s dungeon. Unlike the other places that are built by his kobolds, this structure is created solely by the fact that the dungeon has gone over [Level 10] and that, it’s master has ascended into a proper demon lord. Not a lesser one but, rather, a monster that’s close to the prime of Azazel. This is still far from Merlin’s own prime of course. Though that’s not a problem for the thing being spoken of.[Structure Name: Hollow Arena.][Level: MAXED][Information: A place that contains residues of dark mana that’s spread around it. The arena builds itself on an empty space within the dungeon that has enough space for its creation.][Information: Once inside, the place becomes a territory of its own. Cut from the outside world and, thus, cannot influence the outside world as well. Should there be anything destructive released within the hollow space, it would simply devour all of this, just like any other spell or attack
Everyone sat on a piece of ruin within the arena. It’s clear as day that all of them are annoyed about what just happened. Anyone would be if they lose to the same person over and over without any sign of getting close to victory at all. That’s the effect that Octavia has on them and, that’s why they all share the same brooding look. As if thinking how they’d win the next time around.Meanwhile, Octavia sat at the far end where everyone else are. She gazed at the fake sky created by Merlin’s skill. A cloudy one that didn’t allow a single ray of sunshine to penetrate through.“I’d say that all of you did well in the training but, that would be lying on my part.” Merlin began as he got close to his allies.“Right off the bat huh.” Sylvie said as she laid back on a piece of concrete. “Shouldn’t you have buttered us up with affirmations before moving on to something like that?”“That won’t do any of us any good.” Amused, Merlin said. “Anyway, you guys don’t have to worry about the next pa
A loud silence separated Octavia and Merlin. There are no words left to be exchanged between the two. The only thing that’s left is the fight that cannot be avoided. A way for Merlin to gauge the actual strength of the kraken who, in that same second of decision making, finally made her move.The air seemingly ripped from the attack as Octavia blasted towards the demon lord. With this is the activation of all the tentacles nearby, slamming towards the same direction that the demon is on. Forcing Merlin to use flicker right off the bat to place himself out of the range of all the attacks. A gigantic wave is created on the point of impact of Octavia’s blow. Followed by the slamming tentacles that recreated the same effect. Each of which increasing the size of the wave that spread across all direction. The speed f the attack forced Merlin’s hand once again as he has to activate the first stage of his transformation – casting:
“That was really impressive.”Merlin at the corner of the [Hollow Arena], his back resting on a ruined wall from a makeshift city that’s been destroyed. Right in front of him is the Kraken who, began to wake up slowly – her eyes twitching and opening at the same rate. After a couple more seconds, she’s finally able to sit back up. Her body seemingly weighing a lot heavier than it should be with how sluggish this action is. Though Merlin understands that this is caused by the overexertion of the Kraken. The fact that she unleashed all of those attacks on him in a short interval means that she really has every intention to take him down.“You were really trying to kill me back there weren’t you?” Merlin asked though he already knows the answer to this question.“I have always been of service master. I have been under a lot of humans during the ages but, this is the first time that I serve under a demon.” Octavia stared into Merlin’s eyes. “I just wanted to see how different you are for