At that moment, Mapen was basking in unparalleled satisfaction.After all, the man standing before him wasn't just anyone. It was Xayne, the legendary King of the North, the former supreme commander of Drakonia, who had once crushed the forces of five nations with strategic brilliance. Had Xayne been a nobody, Mapen would've taken the money from Yzil long ago and handed over the access pass without a second thought. It's not worth his time to target a nobody.But no, this was different. Mapen wasn't just demanding a toast from Xayne. He had bigger ambitions. He wanted a photo to prove that Xayne had once raised a glass for him to boast about in the future.People boasted about being toasted by presidents of Newcroa, prime ministers of Eaglen, and even the emperor of Drakonia. But no one could claim they had Xayne's respect and toasted with him. That one photograph would be enough to make him a legend at every social gathering for years to come.As Xayne approached, holding a bottle
If they dare make a move, the Egenda's Elder of National Defense won't just sit back and watch. Egenda was still a sovereign nation.At the forefront of the standoff, a soldier bearing the stars of a general on his shoulders stepped forward, his voice sharp as he drew his pistol and pointed it at Yzil and the others and furiously shouted, "Who's in charge here?"Mapen raised a hand, motioning for the officer to stand down. He then turned his gaze toward Xayne, blood still trickling down his temple, and said. "Mr. Xayne, I'm going to need an explanation for what happened today. You can't just leave me bleeding like this and call it even.""Mr. Xayne, it's time to figure this out. We're well past the point of talking this through with a few words," Mapen added, his tone colder now.Yzil, unbothered by the tension, sat off to the side, shrugging as he said nonchalantly, "This isn't my problem. You all figure it out yourselves."Xayne met Mapen's gaze, calm and unyielding.At that mo
Even Xayne himself couldn't remember the last time he had to make a call like this. It was probably back when he first reunited with Serena.The call connected almost instantly. On the other end, a deep, respectful voice came through. "Drakon King!""I'm at the Hotel Delta. Come here," Xayne said plainly before ending the call.The room fell silent for a moment before Mape,n and the elder by his side burst out laughing. Even the soldiers behind them joined in with mocking laughter.He was in Carollan, the capital of Egenda. Mapen wasn't just some local official. He was part of the city's leader and one of its elite decision-makers, and Xayne was trying to call for backup to challenge Mapen. It was laughable.On top of that, Mapen's influence extended far beyond his political role. He was also a distant relative of the Elder of the National Defense. That's how, with a single phone call, Mapen summoned not just the military but also one of the most powerful protectors of the nation.
Xayne was fearless, daring to offend anyone."Xayne! Do you even realize who you're dealing with? How dare you show such disrespect to the Elder of National Defense of Egenda? Just for that, we could kill you, and even Drakonia wouldn't demand justice!" Mapen furiously shouted. Xayne's arrogance was beyond belief, and even with Janko present, he remained brazen.Janko raised a hand, signaling Mapen to stand down. His sharp, calculating gaze locked onto Xayne. "Xayne, the King of the North of Drakonia, a Celestial Dracarium Commander. Do you think that makes you invincible in this world?" Janko said, his tone cold and condescending.With a flicker of disdain in his voice, he continued, "Today, I'll broaden your horizons. I'll show you just how vast this world truly is."His gaze shifted to the dining table, and with a subtle motion of his hand, a knife lifted off the table. The blade shot through the air and embedded itself into the nearby wall, sinking nearly three inches deep.Ja
As soon as the words left his mouth, Janko's face darkened immediately. Before he could lash out, Spartan's phone was already connected. "This is Spartan. Get the president of Egenda on the line in the next ten seconds, or in three days, your country's flag will be replaced," Spartan commanded, his voice like rolling thunder.The sheer authority in his tone sent chills through everyone in the private lounge. It was an unmistakable threat, challenging the nation's president. But if anyone had the authority to make such a statement, it was Spartan, the regional director of Dracarium's operations in Afrishan.Before even five seconds passed, a steady voice came through the speaker. "Mr. Spartan! Hello! This is Castro. You wanted to speak to me?"The call was on speakerphone, allowing everyone in the room to hear every single word. In just one sentence, the president of a nation addressed Spartan with an honorific term."I'll give you five minutes to get to Room 412 of Hotel Delta. Be
Xayne’s tone was calm as he questioned."I was wrong!" Mapen stammered, tears streaming down his face as he dropped to his knees."End it yourself," Xayne said casually.Janko’s eyes blazed with fury as he turned to glare at Xayne after he commanded him to kill himself."Guards! Help him do it," Castro shouted without a moment’s hesitation.Before anyone could react, two of Castro’s bodyguards stepped forward, drew their pistols, and unloaded their clips into Mapen’s head.Yzil squeezed his eyes shut in terror as the room was filled with the deafening sound of gunfire. The floor was smeared with blood and shattered bits of skull."Mr. Xayne, does this resolution satisfy you?" Castro asked, turning back to Xayne, his hands extended for a handshake.Spartan stepped forward, blocking him. "Do you think you’re worthy of shaking Mr. Xayne ’s hand?"Castro’s face twitched as he bit his lip and stepped back, swallowing his pride.Xayne cast a dispassionate glance at Janko and said,
"Then, why did Mapen say his pass could get me in?" Xayne frowned."Mr. Xayne, Mapen's pass would only grant you access to the first level. Even my pass can only get someone to the second level. The pyramid has seven levels in total. Our passes only allow access to the outer sections," Castro explained, his voice steady.Xayne's expression shifted slightly as he processed the explanation. After a moment of contemplation, Xayne asked, "What if I force my way in?""That's not possible. I've heard of your reputation, Mr. Xayne, but aren't you worried about the Master of Human Realm? It's said that among the High Priests, there's someone in that realm. For centuries, no one has dared to breach the inner sanctum of the pyramid, and for good reason," Castro said, shaking his head earnestly.The phrase piqued Xayne's curiosity. Castro thought it referred to a person, but Xayne understood it as a legendary level of power, a realm of mastery he knew only from stories.Xayne couldn't believ
"Mommy, I don't want to die, I miss Daddy. Can you tell me who my Daddy is? Will Daddy come to see me? I'm not a worthless bastard!... waaah!"Serena Swift, with tear-streaked face, tightly held the small hand of Coco, who lay in a hospital bed, covered in blood. She cried, "Daddy will come, Coco, you just have to be a good girl," as she tried to reassure her daughter.In a panic, Serena reached for her phone and dialed a number she hadn't called in five years. "Xayne, this is Serena. Our daughter Coco had an accident. She's dying. Please, can you come see her... she's been asking for you... please... where are you?" Her voice trailed off as she crumbled to the ground, unable to speak and trembling uncontrollably."Serena?" Xayne Xavier's voice shook as he heard the news on the other end of the phone. He was dressed in his green Drakonian army uniform, standing on the rank conferral platform of Mount Tiberius, where the area was sealed off with one hundred thousand soldiers statione