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Faced with three Kingdom Wizards, the guards stood no chance of holding their ground.
Yet the commotion had already spread far and wide, drawing even more guards to the scene. Deep within the palace on King's Island, Mages in brocaded robes rose into the air and rushed toward the disturbance.
As time flowed, Abdon's forces swiftly swelled to nearly ten thousand strong.
Dá dá dá!
The relentless pounding of footsteps quickly surrounded Rojen's group.
"Salo the Wizard, if you retreat now, we can persuade His Majesty Abdon to spare your life," an elder in silver robes stepped forward, his voice resonating with grave authority.
"Alchemist Gerone, you traitor!"
Seeing the approaching figure, Asi roared, "Traitor!"
Gerone merely chuckled, then fixed his gaze on Salo.
"Well? You should know that even with the Barut Ring, you stand no chance against His Majesty Abdon now."
Salo fell silent, knowing the truth in his heart. Though the opposing side had only two Wizard-level experts, Gerone and Abdon, Abdon was simply too powerful! Forcing a war would only lead to their downfall.
"I grant you leave to withdraw. Starting a war would bring you nothing but ruin."
Gerone's gaze swept past the crowd, settling on Rojen.
"So, this is the little brat with the Barut Ring? A very young, very lucky child."
At that moment, a group of Warriors strode forward.
"Gerone, His Majesty has ordered: execute them all!" the lead Warrior declared coldly.
His words intensified the already tense atmosphere.
"The Barut Ring is fit only for His Majesty. What right does this young brat have to possess it?"
The Warrior openly displayed his contempt for Rojen, drawing the fencing sword at his waist and leveling it at the crowd.
"Kill them all!"
"Warrior, take back your words. Do you understand the weight of your command?" Gerone hissed, his face darkening.
"Of course I do," the Warrior sneered. "In this kingdom, anyone who defies king Abdon's will must die!"
Ignoring Gerone, he was about to order the attack when Salo opened his mouth to speak. But Deva Path, who had been standing beside him, abruptly pulled him back.
"Enough!"
The deep, reverberating voice boomed across the square like thunder, shaking the very air.
"You've wasted far too much of my time!"
Rojen strode forward, his cold gaze sweeping over the guards and Mages before him.
"Get your king out here to face his death!"
Whoosh!
The entire plaza, now packed with nearly ten thousand King's Guards and Mages, fell into stunned silence at Rojen's words.
"Do you... do you realize what you're saying?" Gerone exclaimed in shock.
This brat actually dares to utter such words?
"Make him come out and face his death! I can't stand your dithering any longer!" Rojen snapped impatiently.
Salo, finally reacting, lunged to cover Rojen's mouth, but Rojen had already taken a step forward.
And with that single stride, an earth-shattering aura erupted from his body.
A domineering, fiercely aggressive aura surged into the minds of every guard present.
Buzz!
Even the massive stone pillars cracked under the sudden, overwhelming force of Rojen's aura.
Thud
Rojen took a step forward, followed by the Deva Path and Animal Path, who moved in perfect synchronization.
The three advanced in perfect synchronization, step by step.
As they advanced, the front-line guards collapsed one by one like stalks of wheat being scythed down, their eyes rolling back as they lost consciousness.
"What's happening?"
"What's wrong with them?"
"What kind of magic is this?"
Horror filled the eyes of everyone present as they watched the advancing trio, feeling as if they were facing God himself.
"The Barut Kingdom has been isolated for too long, breeding a generation of frogs in a well. You can no longer comprehend the vastness of the world beyond."
The calm voice echoed out, and an invisible wave rapidly spread. Anyone caught by this wave collapsed instantly, unable to withstand even two breaths.
"Such astonishing audacity!" Asi exclaimed, awestruck.
"Is he our new King, Salo?!" Torons cried out excitedly.
"You see it too, right? This is Haoshoku! The qualities of a true King! He is the true King!"
Salo's lips moved slightly, but he didn't reply, his eyes wide with shock. He couldn't believe it, that boy possessed such immense power!
In that moment, he realized he had underestimated his opponent. The boy's strength far surpassed anything he could have imagined!
"Master, what did he do? Why are they all collapsing?"
Behind Torons, a young woman in her early twenties, clad in the robes of a white mage, asked in bewilderment.
"Nalene, that's Haoshoku Haki, Conqueror's Haki! It's the innate quality of a true King!" Torons said, his gaze fixed intently on the scene before him.
Ahead, with each step the young man took, thousands of King's Guard soldiers crumpled to the ground. Anyone touched by his aura couldn't withstand a single breath.
Gradually, as Rojen advanced, fewer and fewer people remained standing in his path.
Even those who could withstand his Haoshoku Haki, Conqueror's Haki, now gazed at him with terror, their courage to fight utterly extinguished.
In that moment, Rojen seemed to them like the sole sovereign, his majesty, domineering presence, and disdainful gaze forcing all to submit.
"I have no time to waste playing these games of rebellion and counter-rebellion with you!"
He took a step, then stopped, positioning himself before Gerone.
As for the armored warrior, he had already fainted under the weight of Rojen's Domineering Haki.
"I'll give you one chance: surrender or die!"
Beside him, Deva Path extended his right hand, aiming at Gerone with a cold, cruel grin.
"I'd be delighted to send you into the darkness!"
Animal Path also fixed Gerone with an icy, indifferent gaze.
Gerone's eyes flickered, his entire body tensing under their combined stare. In an instant, his formidable mental power confirmed that both men were experts on his level.
"Choose. You have only three breaths."
Rojen's voice echoed through the air once more.
Gerone shuddered, his eyes darting to the Barut Ring on Rojen's finger.
"Your Majesty!"
Finally, Gerone dropped to his knees, prostrating himself before Rojen.
Rojen cast a brief glance at Gerone at his feet before turning his gaze to the horizon.
"Take me to Abdon."
"Your Majesty, Abdon is the kingdom's strongest wizard. His power is vast, comparable to that of the Marines' most elite admirals!" Gerone explained respectfully.
In just ten breaths, Gerone had assessed Rojen: formidable strength and possession of the Barut Ring.
This was enough to compel his submission! The man before him possessed all the qualifications of a true king.
As for combat, Gerone loathed it above all else!
(End Of This Chapter)