SSS Ranked Reincarnation: Dark Dragon Legacy

The king chased after Ronald at top speed, going in for another slash. Ronald spun around and blocked the attack. Immediately as the swords clashed, Ronald used an explosive ice spell, with the sword as the wand.

Ice exploded from the sword and blasted the king away. Ronald may not have been as strong as the king, but he was a battle-hardened veteran and knew how to fight better than the king, so he was trying to use his experience to take down the king.

The king stood up after the attack, royally pissed at Ronald. He raised his sword into the air; dark clouds formed immediately, and lightning struck the sword. The king channeled that lightning and fired it at Ronald.

Ronald made a quick decision and created a thick ice wall. The wall rose up to twelve feet before the lightning hit, but the wall was unable to stop the attack fully. The lightning broke through the ice wall, slammed into Ronald’s chest, and sent him flying. Ronald rolled across the ground for a long while before coming to a stop with a large wound on his chest.

The king walked up to the struggling Ronald.

“Your experience is worthless in the face of overwhelming power. You could have joined hands with me and brought the enemy down, yet you fought against me,” the king said.

Ronald struggled to look at the king, opening his mouth and forcing himself to speak.

“Fuck you,” Ronald said. The king, enraged by this, stabbed Ronald in the heart, killing him. The king walked away to go and command the army to feed them the demon bloodblood and go to war

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On the other side, Silva was already preparing to attack the remaining major towns. He spread his army out, each unit led by a guardian.

While he and Aris headed toward the capital, Aris insisted on following him, so he agreed. Silva and she would take out the entire army and finally destroy the kingdom.

When they got close, a watchman saw them and ran to report, as Silva didn’t hide his wings or horns, making it clear that he wasn’t human and was probably an enemy.

But they couldn’t be certain, so after the watchman reported, an army of twenty came out of the capital on horses and rode toward Aris and Silva. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

They surrounded them, and their leader asked a question.

“Who are the two of you?”

“I am Silva, a demon king candidate, and a dragon. This is Aris, a chaos spirit,” Silva said.

When the knights heard this, they all pulled their swords and pointed them at Silva and Aris, but before the swords even completed the motion, they crumbled into nothing.

Confused, the knights looked at Silva and Aris, noticing a red glow coming from Aris’s palm; that must have been the reason the swords collapsed.

“Aris, how many people are needed to deliver a message?” Silva asked.

“Just one,” she replied.

“Good,” Silva said and drew his sword, slashing in a circular motion. Nineteen of the twenty knights were slashed through their guts all the way to their backs, and they fell in two pieces, dead.

Only one knight remained, frozen and scared. Silva looked at him and pointed.

“You, run as fast as you can to your king. Tell him that Silva Terron, the demon king candidate and the bringer of this war, has come to kill him.

Report this to him and tell him that he has one hour to prepare himself against me. If he isn’t ready by then, I’ll still come for his head and take it off,” Silva said.

The man was still frozen even after what Silva said.

“Do you want to die too?” Silva asked, snapping him back to reality. The knight turned his horse and rode as fast as he could, his entire body covered in sweat as he rode away.

“Does he need a horse to move?” Silva asked.

“Not at all; he does have legs, after all,” Aris responded. Silva pointed at the horse and fired a small bullet that struck the horse, instantly killing it.

The knight was thrown to the ground, but he got up and started running toward the city without even looking back.

When he passed through the city gates, he didn’t pause for a second. He charged through the city at top speed, going for minutes without stopping.

After thirty minutes of brutal running, he made it to the king’s castle. The guards tried to block him, but he was a trained knight, so he threw them aside easily.

He barged into the throne room where the king was seated after killing Ronald.

The knight fell to the floor, huffing and puffing. He looked up at the king and forced himself to speak.

“My king, the demon king candidate named Silva Terron is outside the city, and he threatens to take your head if you don’t come out to fight him within an hour.

I’ve already spent much time getting here; you have less than thirty minutes, my lord,” the knight said.

The king stood up upon hearing this. He had been expecting to go and fight at night today, but the enemy had come to him, their leader alone approaching.

If he managed to take down the leader, he would win the war and keep his kingdom. The empires would reward him for being the one to kill a demon king candidate.

His greed and lack of information got the better of him. He took out his public announcement crystal connected to all knight and mage bases in the city.

“Every knight and mage in this city, take in all the blood you were given and march out of the city to kill the enemy leader, who is currently approaching.

Whoever kills the leader will be rewarded with the status of Duke.” The king threw out an offer very few would refuse, and now he would sit back and watch the results.