Chapter 245: Ragnarokia

Chapter 245: Ragnarokia



While the looming threat of the dark clouds was still a long distance away, the war didn't stop even for a moment.

By one of the streets, a new mercenary, who only two months ago finished his tutorial,

watched as his fellow soldiers died all around him.

This was an insane sight to him.

'This is stupid...'

He took a few steps back.

'None of those Handlers spoke anything about this!'

He turned around, wanting to leave, but the soldiers behind him kept pushing him forward as they had to follow orders and advance.

At that moment, a shower of arrows rained down on them from the sky and stabbed through their armor like it was paper.

Everyone around the young man died, but he miraculously survived without a scratch.

His legs were shaking uncontrollably as he stood frozen in shock.

At that moment, an enemy soldier approached him with a war cry. He looked into the soldier's eyes and saw fear instead of malice.

Both were afraid.

Stab!

The sword went through the young man's chest, and he fell to the ground with his body turning cold like the winter snow.

'None of the Handlers prepared me for this... this sucks...'

...

Aria looked through the window at the smoke that rose high to the sky.

The door behind her opened, and Richard entered the room with his head hanging low.

"You tried to escape, why?" She asked.

"This war has nothing to do with me." Richard said. "Just a bunch of egos fighting against each other."

"A childish mindset, as always." Aria shook her head in disappointment. "This war is for the future of our family. You're my son, and the next head of the family!"

"This war is for the family or for you?" Richard asked. "You want to share the throne with Moriarty, don't you? You want to be his little queen."

Aria grabbed him by the cheeks and made it so that he couldn't speak another word.

"Listen here, Richard. You can be king one day. Don't you want to be one?"

"..." Richard couldn't speak a word, but his eyes told everything—he didn't want to.

Aria pushed him away and turned back to the window. "You lack ambition; that makes you weak, Richard."

Richard scoffed and walked out of the room, closing the door with a loud slam.

...

At that moment, a tail swung in his direction and smacked Moriarty off the skies.

He flew down and crashed through the ground like a meteor. It made the ground shatter,

creating a crater of destruction in its wake.

The tail moved so quickly that it was just impossible to dodge it.

However, while buried in the ground, Moriarty licked the blood off his lips and put his hands together like he was a statue of a glorious Buddha.

The golden circle in the sky turned bright like a sun and wrapped around the Divine Beast's massive body. It was like a ring of fire created by the gods themselves.

"Golden Circle of Heavens, Grand Trapment!"

The golden circle burned into the Divine Beast's body. It made the creature let out a powerful

scream of pain.

It was so loud that the ground shook all the way in the Imperium City. Moriarty jumped up to the surface and cloned thousands of large-bladed swords around him.

With a wave of the hand, the swords flew towards the Divine Beast and smashed into its

indestructible scales.

"Golden Circle of Heavens, Grand Massacre!"

"You have skills, I admit that! However!"

With a burst of power, the Divine Beast shattered the golden circle that kept him bound and

roared in defiance.

"My name is Ragnarokia!" The Divine Beast opened its mouth wide and released a beam of pure energy that obliterated everything in its path.

The beam struck directly into Moriarty, melting his flesh and turning his bone into ash. With his loud screams vanishing, the beam drilled through the ground and made the surrounding

land crumble and collapse into an abyss.

It was absolute destruction.

Ragnarokia took flight once again, and the dark clouds wrapped around its massive body like a

black blanket.

It looked over to the looming city.

It wasn't done with the destruction, as its hatred burned strong like a raging inferno.

...

In the destroyed, burned ground, an arm reached out, and then a figure climbed out of the burned soil, gasping for breath and covered in ash.

'The Divine Beast is not a joke.' Moriarty thought with a frown and summoned his flying

sword next to him.

'The Imperium City is done for. No matter, it's just buildings. We can rebuild.'

With the flying sword, he started flying away from the Imperium City.