Chapter 365 365:- Second Battlefield [III]; Death Of 4th Prince



"Move faster." Hamza shouted in a panicked tone as he watched Aditya calmly chasing them. No matter how fast they moved, Aditya was right behind them. Anyone who tried to get in Aditya's way or anything that tried to block his path was instantly destroyed.

The four guards felt very helpless. The fact that he can kill Sylas within a few seconds speaks of his terrifying power.

Among the four guards, one of the guards was carrying Hamza and was running at the front. The other three guards purposely remained behind to watch over and attack Aditya if he managed to catch up to them. Even though they can't defeat someone who can kill a Mid-5th-order cultivation within a few seconds, they hoped that their sacrifices would let their lord escape.

'Where he did go?' One of the guards wondered as he couldn't spot Aditya anywhere behind them. The guard looked to his right and then looked to his left to see if he can find Aditya.

'No, he is....' The guard realized where Aditya could be. As his eyes turned around at lightning speed, a black sword severed his head from the rest of his body and sent his head flying in the air.

The guard suddenly found himself flying in the air. His eyes managed to spot Aditya who was standing in front of his body. The Red Demon was shrouded in Crimson lightning. His cold and emotionless Crimson eyes were the last thing he saw before losing consciousness.

『Ding! You have a Peak 4th-order cultivator. Your Experience points have been saved.』

The speed of a Peak 4th-order cultivator was very fast. But it was not enough. The Next moment when Hamza looked back to see where Aditya was, he was horrified to see the three dead bodies lying far behind them.

The next moment the guard who was carrying Hamza also stopped. Hamza turned around. The moment he turned his head around, the size of his pupils contracted to the size of a needle as he stared at the Red Demon.

"For a Peak 4th-order cultivator, you're very fast. Faster than more average Peak 4th-order cultivators. That's very impressive. Unfortunately, it's time to die." Aditya wasn't here to recruit anyone into his military.

"Young Master, you must run. Don't stop running until you reach the nearest city. I will try to hold him back." The guard was raised and trained for Hamza's protection. He wouldn't hesitate to give up his life to protect Hamza.

Hamza cautiously stared at Aditya as he slowly stepped back. When he was around 15 meters from Aditya, he started running at full speed without looking back.

"Do you really think that your young master can escape from me?" Aditya put his sword on his right shoulder and asked with a smile.

The guard did not reply. He looked back and saw his young master running without even looking back.

Looking at Aditya, he finally spoke. "Even if there is a one percent chance of young master surviving, it's worth it."

"What if I kill that young master of yours without moving and right in front of your eyes?" the guard narrowed his eyes. Aditya pointed his black sword towards Hamza who was running in a straight line.

"Don't you dare...." The guard couldn't finish when he heard a loud Crimson lightning bolt falling from the sky.

Boooom!!!!

His pupils dilated when he found Hamza lying dead on the ground. The Crimson lightning had turned his entire body into an unrecognizable black piece of meat.

"See it was easy as that." Aditya spoke as if it was not a big deal. But seeing the death of the very same whom he has been taught to protect no matter the cost, the last remaining guard broke down.

From a young age, he and the other guards have been brainwashed to follow Hamza and protect him no matter the cost. Now that he had failed, he suddenly felt that his life had become meaningless. He suddenly that he had lost his purpose.

"I kill you...." The mix of anger, sadness, frustration, disappointment, and vast emptiness in his heart influenced his mind. In a rage, he rushed towards Aditya and tried to kill him.

"Unfortunately, you're too weak to achieve that. No hard feelings." Aditya said as he severed the head of the last guard.

『Ding! You have a Peak 4th-order cultivator. Your Experience points have been saved.』

"It's over." The Methia Emperor sat on the ground as he saw the death of his own son. The Emperor had lost one of his precious sons. The Emperor dearly loved his sons more than his daughters. Now that he had lost one of his children, as a father it hurt him more than any other loss in this world.

And as an Emperor, he lost one of his potential successors. The pain was just too big for the Emperor to take in. He was in pain. Tears dropped from his eyes. The mighty and proud Emperor couldn't escape the emotional tangles of this world and had broken down just like any other intelligent being would.

This was the ugly side of the War. People from two sides are bound to die. The only people that hope that makes a profit from War are the people that stand at the very top of society and the social power structure. In this age and world, these people are usually the Kings, Monarchs, and Emperors.

"My dear son, your bravery shall be remembered by the People of Methia. As long as I am alive, I am never going to let your name be forgotten. I will return this pain to the Istarin emperor by taking the lives of 10,000. I will not let your death become meaningless." Before The Methia Emperor saw this War be unnecessary War. He felt the Echo Nexus Emperor was just using them to deal with the Istarin Empire and eliminate a powerhouse that could potentially overthrow them in the future.

But now, by killing his son, Aditya had just taken things to the personal level.

The Emperor looked at his Prime Minister as a dark and gloomy Aura surrounded the Emperor. "Send someone to retrieve my son's body. Today will be remembered as a Black day. Today, we not only lost 500,000 soldiers but we also lost the 4th prince. Today is one of the darkest days of the Methia Empire. For the next 7 days, any form of celebrations or festivals within the Methia Empire will be banned to mourn the death of the 4th prince. Any kind of entertainment whether it's bars or love hotels or prostitute centers will remain closed."

"Understood. Today, Public announcements will be made in every city, every town, and every village."

"Those who break the rule, kill them. Tell the soldiers and the nobles to not show any mercy. If anyone is found that they are showing mercy or not doing their work properly, that person will be tortured in the Ice chamber for 7 days and then will be publicly executed." Hearing the last sentence, the Prime Minister shuddered in fear.

The Ice Chamber is a special torturing chamber. Those who get tortured in that chamber get broken spiritually, mentally, and emotionally. The torture was so intense that it was worse than death. It was common for the prisoners who has been sent to the Ice Chamber to take their own lives as they feared the Ice Chamber even more than death.

"One more thing, Write a letter to Lucas and tell him everything that happened." Methia Emperor said in an exhausted and tired tone. The man just lost his son. He wasn't emotionally well enough to write a letter to Lucas. So he asked his Prime Minister to take his job.

"But Your Majesty, the battle is still going on."

"That doesn't matter. We already have lost. Do you really think that 500,000 troops can stop Aditya?" Hearing the loud words of the Emperor, the Prime Minister lowered his head. He also realized that there was no more hope left. They had lost this battle. Their losses were too big this time.

"Alright."

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After a few minutes as the battle started, everyone noticed something strange. The soldiers of the Hephaestus Kingdom couldn't keep up with other soldiers. The Hephaestus Kingdom's troops were slow, some of them were fat, they had very low endurance, and most importantly, unlike other soldiers, almost all of them didn't bring any weapon or armor with them. It is not that they didn't want to bring any weapons with them, it's just that they had sold their weapons thinking that there never will come a day when they would need to use weapons.

This is also one of the reasons why the soldiers were angry with their King for joining this war. This War had disturbed their peaceful lives. Before they worked with gangs and earned some extra gold coins and lived a very fulfilling life. The soldiers stood above the common class people. Within the common class becoming a Soldier meant becoming rich, powerful, and wealthy. None of them were prepared to go to a war.

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