Nameless King

Wain became Second Chronicle, and now the forms could communicate with him, but only three out of five. It was difficult for Knight and Aristocrat to do so for natural reasons. They were forced to stay on the first platform, but even so, they could say a few words.

'Is it really my time!? A joyful voice exclaimed as Wain's aura intensified.

'Yes, I expect your black flames will burn the angels and leave no trace of them.' Wain mentally said, and an aristocratic red cloak and gloves appeared on him.

He looked toward the hovering angels with wings and clenched his fist. He had targeted them because the presence of the wings showed that these angels had high blood purity. They were stronger and more important than the others.

Tremble.

Space in the air trembled, and dark spheres appeared next to the angels. They grew sharply in size and looked like two black suns.

The flames scorched the angels' skin, and they tried to move away to a safe distance, and then Wain clenched his other hand in a fist.

The spheres sparkled and exploded. Dark flames like a storm engulfed everything. The attackers were mostly angels, but some of the vampires were also hit. The flames burned the angels' wings and their flesh and blood.

Many died instantly, and the eyes of the angel commanders fell on Wain. They frowned as, in addition to the vampires, they were attacked by someone unknown whose aura was hidden.

'Come on, get over here.'

The commanders gave the order, and several winged angels formed formations. They stood in the shape of a star and took their hands. A massive magical circle appeared in front of them, from which a bright, deadly beam flew out.

Wain didn't duck. He wanted to show everyone his abilities, which could impress the vampires and scare the angels.

A platinum sword appeared in Wain's hand, and he used the weapon skill. The sword lit up in blue flame, and Wain brought it down, creating a straight blade of blue flame. The blade cut the beam in two, and it exploded on the ground next to Wain, but he was left unharmed.

"He's mocking us!" Exclaimed one of the angels soaring high in the sky.

The angels tried to regroup, but suddenly several more spheres appeared next to them, and flames engulfed their bodies.

...

"Who is that?" Asked a tall girl with short red hair and crimson eyes. She stood far from the battle and several powerful vampires with bright auras beside her.

"Miss Delia, are you interested in this mysterious man?" Asked a vampire with long blond hair and amethyst eyes.

"Yes, he is strong, and considering that he hides his identity, he is definitely not a vampire. Moreover, none of the noble vampires in this town have powers like him, I'm sure of it."

Delia was an elder and one of the strongest vampires in town. She was also the head of the Vex Family, whose reputation and authority were even higher than that of the Tran Family and the other major families in Terrin.

"Hmm, apparently he came along with the Tran Family, also Vlad Tran came home, that's good news."

"Miss, do you want me to bring a stranger here?"

"No, that won't be necessary. This is not a good time for that, we have to deal with the angels first. Moreover, I want to see what he can do a little more. Perhaps the angel attack is not the most important thing that has happened this day." Delia uttered and pulled the needle out of her hair.

She waved it like a magic wand, and several purple seals appeared around the group of hovering angels. Chains burst out of the seals, grabbing the angels and squeezing them tightly. The angels tried to resist, but the chains were unwavering.

"I wonder what they thought when they came here? Attacking the vampires in their city. Angels truly are the greatest fools." Delia said and stabbed the needle into the tip of her finger. It was covered in blood, and long, sharp spikes appeared on the chains.

The spikes pierced through the angels, and the chains, along with the seals, disappeared. The scarred bodies of the angels fell down and never rose again.

Except for Delia and Vincent, none of the elders had acted yet. This battle seemed boring to them, for the outcome was obvious. They did not need to interfere except to feel the auras of battle like Vincent.

...

"You used different skills last time. Gosh, how many abilities do you have?" Vlad asked Wain smiling.

"Enough to find a way out of any situation." Wain replied and blew up a few spheres.

Each time he killed the angels, their anger and hatred toward him grew, but along with that, the vampires paid more attention to him. Wain felt it. He was pleased that his plan was working.

"Oh, it looks like something interesting is finally happening." Vlad said, looking at the entrance to the city.

A few angels flew in, but they were different from the rest. They each had four wings, and the halos above their heads glowed brightly like the sun.

"They have two pairs of wings?"

"Yes, they are the elite of angels, comparable to noble vampires. They're no match for my father or me, but some of the nobles can't handle them, that's for sure, but that's not the main problem." Vlad pointed to the girl behind the group of angels, "Look, that's one of their trump cards."

The girl also had four wings, but she was not a warrior. In her hand was a long golden staff with a yellow crystal. Two angels with swords stood before her and spread their wings wide. A protective barrier appeared around them, and the girl was safe for a time.

She let go of the staff, and it soared into the sky. The girl put her hands together as if praying and muttered something. The crystal on the staff glowed brightly, as did the bodies of all the fighting angels.

Their wounds, serious and not-so-serious, began to regenerate quickly, far surpassing the vampires' regeneration.

Such abilities rarely appeared in angels, but they were mighty.

"What the fuck...?" Wain muttered as he watched the bodies of the dead angels glow as well.