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"One two three power is for me." 

"Four five six, the king is king."

"Seven eight nine, I will protect him." 

"Ten, then let's fight!!"

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    Ten guards were shouting a soldiery chant, and those guards were different, golden hair or black or red, black or white skin, tall and short, scares scattered all over their bodies. 

    There were only two everyday things between them; one muscle, an abundant amount of flesh, two all of them didn't know zain…  no literally didn't know him, inadequate them, but they were new guards.  

    Strolling towards them, he looked emotionlessly at them then talked, "Hey, you guys, who wanna spar with  me?" 

    Hearing this bubbling, those pitiful guards anger blinded their rationality, one of them shouted, " how dare a mere servant to challenge us!!?" 

Another one followed with a taunt, " you weak lad, dare to challenge us, the imperial guards!!"

Hearing  them refuted their words with a little smirk and one sentence,  "oh, I want to see the power of the so-called imperial guards." 

All of them moved as a team towards zain, nearing him with only a 3 meters away the strongest and most decisive one said, "no, I want to see our new friend's power here." 

*whoosh*, before he even finished his sentence he directed a fast hard jap extended his whole body into zain, typically zain could doge it sliding slightly to the side. It was only a test attack.

But the problem is... mmm well, how should I tell you guys, he fell. The attacker, without any slight touch, falls to the ground unconscious!!!

Human nature is weird. If they see one of their companions beaten, they without thinking will fight the threat, really dunno why is it courage, or is it fear. 

Then phase two, when they discover that the threat is in a whole nother level game not only a higher level, they will run, run for their lives, but our strong team here won't have the opportunity to face phase two. 

*pov~crack~thud*

Fists kick knees, heads everything was available from the remaining nine, but to be truthful, the sound was not from the attacks landing on zain 

They were from zain's attack replying to their attacks, every fist rewarded with a jap directed into the elbow, every kick awarded a punch into the abdomen, every knee shot rewarded with a slap to the face. 

"Huh? What is happening there", While this fuss is scaring, six new guards appeared, these new guards know who was zain, seeing him in this state one of them tumbled of fear and fall to the ground 

"Hey, you! Fast call the general", the other five shouted to that one on the ground, then they sprinted toward zain to bravely save the newbies or stupidly die trying.  

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    Inside the training camp, there was our friend, the bald general woe, who was shouting, " today is our opportunity, hear me, soldiers." 

Looking at the horizon he continued, " we shall stop someone today, and hear me we will fail" 

"This is your opportunity to face death, and don't worry if you did not die; everything is good, so let's fight." Well, I am speechless, is this a motivational speech or one for a funeral? 

*slam*

    "Huff, huff" Opening the training camp harshly, the one who runs from zain entered huffing wrongly, he shouted, " the devil has returned." 

"LETS FIGHT," hearing his shout, a 1000 soldiers shouted at the same time! Yes, Bald was preparing a thousand soldiers to fight zain!! 

Some of them their faces turned gloomy, some gulped others sighed, and even there were who thought, 'here we go again,' but all of them their fear was infused with a tinge of excitement and fighting eagerness.  

As a whole army, they took with them sticks, swords, daggers, spears, and exited the training camp, but what they saw shocked them. 

They saw the grim reaper, a serial killer, the demon lord, or even the devil himself, but not a human holding the head of a soldier in one hand raising his whole body with it. 

Around him blood dyed the green carpet of the training camp, looking closely you can see eight meat bags, and 14 twitching soldiers, a sense that should not be discrepant. 

Looking at the army he smiled while vines danced on his forehead, " oh, more fun," then he sprinted towards them 

Of course, the army of 1000 guards won't back out, so they too sprinted towards him. 

*crack~thud~slash~tick*

With every step he took, every meter he walked ten guards were down. To be truthful, this was not a fight, nor was it a war. It was a massacre!!  

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    No one remand standing, everyone was beaten tell a pulp, only one was left standing, zain 

    All of the guards are down, the total amount of damage this devil caused was unbearable, if we were in a system novel he would have got the title {a thousand killers} 

    "Oh, well, I need help now," yes he needs to put them all in the hospital at least, this act alone will cause him a fortune and who is better to deal with this situation better than, his treasure chest, the CEO of the prince Akhil? 

"Let's call Akhil." 

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"Look, Akhil, I asked them, and they said yes," Zain shrugged, his patience slowly running out as soon as he heard Akhil's voice, "Who told them to get distracted? You are my best friend, so stay that way, don't become my parent."

     "Asked? Zain?" Akhil mocked, "who are you fooling? I know you ordered them"

     "Look. I don't care. I will make you give them a visit to the hospital, and it is done" zain told him as if there is a hospital that can hold this number… poor Akhil you will be brock 

"But-" Akhil wanted to refute, clearly unhappy with Zain's decision, but he was interrupted.

 "No, you don't get to speak. I am disconnecting from the call. Let me work" Zain dismissed Akhil's comment and disconnected the phone, muted it and threw it on the bed, then sat on the study table and started checking the files there.