The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

The door opened and a lady came inside. "Shifa Pista, Greets his majesties." She was serious, her gaze remained on the ground.

"Raise! What kind of armaments do you want?" asked Ezra.

"A Labrys and a heavy armour." She said.

"A Labrys and a heavy armour! Will you be able to move properly?"

"Yes, she is from the Pista family." Said Mirza.

The young female raised her head. "Your majesty knows about us?"

Mirza spoke right after. "How can I not know about the werewolf family of females, the only family of the werewolf tribe with a matriarch hierarchy."

Feroza raised his brows upon bearing that. "Now that you say that, I remember a group of few female werewolf cultivators who didn't live with their husbands or fathers, they called their leader matriarch, I haven't had the idea that they have a separate family."

"Not surprised father, you never paid attention to internal affairs and always sought opponents to fight." Mirza taunted his father.

"Alright then, a Labrys it is." The process was repeated and a Labryx came out with a female armour.

The female cultivator bowed in respect before leaving the room after her, was the turn of another familiar face.

A young faun with a jolly face, he bowed. "Hello, your majesty."

Ezra smiled at the faun "Hello Amio, I'm glad you survived the war." He was the same faun whose sister died after consuming the spirit pill, his story made Ezra carve this faun's face in his heart.

"Haha no your majesty, I was saved many times by others, I didn't kill no one."

"Oh, why so?" Ezra asked.

"I was afraid of blood and couldn't defeat my opponent" he answered with a satisfied smiling face.

These words brought reticence in the meeting room.

The faun looked at Feroza, smiled and bowed "It's my honour to meet the benevolent king of our kingdom, may you live thousand years, King Mirza Zephyr."

"I'm not Mirza, lad. He is "Feroza answered as he pointed his finger at his son.

"Oh, I am sorry." Amio quickly bowed towards Mirza and uttered the same line.

Mirza chuckled. "It's an honour to have you in our lanes, brave faun."

Amio looked at Ezra and asked. "Your majesty, who is this old man." He asked, gesturing towards the direction of Feroza.

"He is my grandfather and previous king."

"Amio stared at Feroza in puzzlement before saying. "Oh, Okay."

Amio was not a bright one, his mind was childish, at first he couldn't speak to Ezra and stuttered but now he was confident with Ezra. The faun lacked the knowledge about worldly courtesy, that's why he didn't bow when he heard that Feroza was the previous one. He only heard from his mom about the king and prince.

Ezra asked him about the type of weapon, to which the faun answered. "Your majesty, I will use a sword."

He was given the sword and went outside in an elated mood.

"He is naively innocent, he doesn't belong to the battlefield," Mirza said.

"Should we send him back?" Feroza asked looking at Ezra.

The prince replied without pondering a bit. "No, he has a 4th-grade spirit and is at the peak of the qi brightening stage. He will be of use in battle." The matter closed with his words.

Ezra was bestowing top-tier items one after another as if those were not special-tier armaments but sweet candies distributed to children. He gave unique tier items to 4th and 3rd-grade spirits' martial masters with exception of Imperial Guards, they and those with 5th and above received the special tier items. Out of 7503, 7494 were bestowed with items. One after another cultivators and sorcerers came until the 9 supernovas remained.

The 9 were ordered to come together, supernovas came inside.

Each was given a set of special tier armour of their size, now it was time for their main weapon.

Ezra pivoted his eyes and looked at all one by one, bracelet bloomed and 9 items came outside, they were emitting strange lights.

"Legendary tier!" Feroza spouted. Everyone's eyes glimmered, the legendary tier of weapons can change the course of battle. They possess a strange power and are pioneers of other weapons. There are only 7 Armamentors in the Zetra Continent alive who managed to craft a legendary item and every legendary item has its unique name.

Ezra gestured to his father, the king. Later understanding the hidden message, he stood and came forward. Ezra wanted the King to personally bestow the gifts upon Supernovas.

Mirza picked the first weapon, he held a long sword on fingers of his hands. The sword was normal in design, but the consistent bluish light poured a unique charisma on it. "Supernova Roch Whitefang, come forward."

Rockey flinched, he was bewildered by the sword. He regained his senses and quickly bent his knee as he raised his hands, opening his palms.

"This sword's name is 'Sky Ordinance', from now on till death, this sword will be owned by you and after your death, your descendants will inherit it," Ezra said and Mirza rested the sword on the palms of Roch Whitefang.

"I, Roch Whitefang, am taking the oath that I will always use this sword for the cause and protection of Bloodfang Kingdom and my children and their children will do so as well."

With that oath, Rockey received his gift, an unbelievable item of legendary tier.

The turn of others came, and one by one, every supernova obtained the item, following the same procedure.

Jani Galearms, had dual straight swords, sharp and mysterious, the name of his dual swords was 'Feint Kins'

Ivar received a greatsword, a gigantic thick sword, it had a rusty cast on it, the legendary greatsword was called 'World Breaker

Aqsa Malani was honoured with a spear, a rock-made spear that had vines on it. 'Bayonet of Terrain' was its name.

Hubdar Sharpclaw was given gauntlets, they had blades, placed instead of nails. For someone from the sharpclaw family, the purple gauntlets were weapons of dreams. Their name was 'Fatality Pair'.

Helsin Ironskin was gifted with a glaive, a weapon with strange colourful runes all around it. 'Paradise' was the name of that glaive, a distasteful name for a legendary item.

Momin Dokrafi was good at piercing and slicing, the legendary armament for him was a halberd, with a black-coloured darkness-emitting blade. With the name 'Ancient Night'

Maria Coldbone was given a pair of daggers, she was versatile and always used daggers. The daggers were curvy and whitish-blue, it had a chilling effect. Their monicker was 'Moon Daggers'.

Last but not least, Bilal coldbone, the only martial sorcerer of 9 supernovas. He received a staff that was named 'Wizard's Vanity', a wooden staff with a strange big pearl on top. It had an ancientness inside, the power of mana overflowed when Bilal held it in his hands.

The werewolf prince was aware of the characteristics and main armaments of supernovas, he knew what item was right for which.

The future generals of Bloodfang Kingdom were overjoyed, they kept gazing over their gifts.

"You all may wait outside now, keep an eye on the sides, we will be coming out soon," Ezra said to the supernovas.

"We will wait outside, your majesties." Supernovas bowed and left.

Now the three generations of the Zephyr family remained in the room.

"What do you have for us, grandson? This old man is running out of patience." Feroza said he was anticipated.

Ezra grinned, "Here you go, grandfather."

A set of sleeveless black clothes floated in mid-air, darkness exuded from it. The set had a sinister ambience around it, Feroza hesitated when he looked at it. "This one is different."

"Yes, it is, grandfather. This one is superior and will choose its master." Ezra replied.

"Haha, that's interesting." Feroza stepped forward and touched it

The darkness engulfed him, his eyes couldn't see, it was quiet and dark. Until he heard voices.

"hehehe, look at this old man."

"This weak man wanted to become our master?"

"How dare this decaying bastard touched us."

Different voices came from different directions, and Feroza's heart pulsed. Not in fear but from excitement, he unleashed his qi. A white flaming qi, blinding and destroying the darkness in every corner.

"Noooo."

"Stoopppp"

"We surrendered"

"It's hot"

The darkness started to move and tightened around Feroza's body, it formed the shape of full armour. Not even one hair of Feroza was visible, his size increased from 6'6 to 7'1. The armour changed its colour to grey, and soon after, it changed its appearance again and became the same set of clothes it was before. But this time, Feroza was wearing it.

"I am very satisfied, grandson. This is the ultimate armament one can have."

"I knew you can control it, otherwise, I would have never given it to you. It has the power to kill and devour the contender if his will is weak." Ezra said with an evil grin.