Chapter 147

Everything was chaotic but this was not the main concern now as the fifty youths not older than fourteen-year-old in humanage emerged and fell a few feet above and fell toward a dusty open area inside an old abandoned and crumbling city covered with dense vegetation surrounded by diverse creatures that could only be seen in literary and history books.

The youths looked around in awe, taking in the sights and sounds of this ancient city. They could hear the chirping of exotic birds and the rustling of leaves as creatures moved through the dense vegetation. The buildings around them were old and crumbling but still held a certain beauty that could only be found in things that have stood the test of time. As they explored further, they discovered intricate carvings on the walls and statues that depicted long-forgotten gods. It was as if they had stepped back in time to a world that was both familiar and yet completely foreign to them. The youths were filled with a sense of wonder and excitement as they continued to explore this mysterious place

meanwhile, Neriah Liel was lying on the ground as they all fell a few feet above ground unexpectedly and saw the ki g and queen fall a few feet from where they were. This shocked Neriah Liel, and even if she was slightly covered in dirt and mud, she was happy that they followed them through the transfer gate. Seeing his father's upset reaction, she understood what happened.

Neriah Liel quickly ran towards the king and queen to check if they were alright. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she knelt beside them. Fortunately, they seemed to be okay, just a little shaken up from the fall. Neriah helped them up and brushed off the dirt and mud from their clothes Neriah couldn't help but smile at their reaction. She knew that they had made it through the transfer gate successfully and were now in, Despite the initial shock of seeing them fall, Neriah felt grateful for this

She knew Trazgallen forced them to escape; she has seen her teacher do silly things just to make sure everybody was safe, even at times when his actions really make her father and mother mad. The sixteen knights kneel before their king and ask that they disobey his orders and follow the primordial dragon to save the royal family from certain death.

Despite the frustration of her parents, the teacher's silly actions were always rooted in a deep concern for the safety of everyone. She knew that sometimes unconventional methods were necessary to ensure that everyone was protected. Meanwhile, the sixteen knights who had disobeyed their king's orders were now kneeling before him, admitting their mistake and asking for forgiveness. They had followed their instincts and chosen to save the royal family from certain death by following the primordial dragon. It was a risky move, but one that ultimately paid off. The king, impressed by their bravery and loyalty, granted them clemency and welcomed them back into his service. From then on, they would be known as the Dragon Knights, a symbol of courage and defiance in the face of danger.

The king can never keep his anger that long considering Trazgallen has his reasons for doing this. But their joyous reunion was cut short when wyverns and massive drakes suddenly came out from their ness this shocked everybody as they saw huge legendary creatures that are said to have killed hundreds now walking in a panic state as this feared monster passed them by in a calm manner but panic and dreadcan be seen in their eyes,

That fear soon reach all of them all the fifty youngsters collapse as a powerful surge of energy burst out hovering over the vert soil they were standing on. Thundering sounds of clashing metal could be heard explosions that pierce the stone structures and decimates the area. The ground was trembling as every hit would vibrate and the wind from the impact would push the soil and dirt on the ground, Some parts of the stone building structures would crumble from the force.

As the explosions continued, the once peaceful area was now a chaotic scene of destruction. animals and certain high-level creatures were running in all directions, trying to find safety from the blasts. The sound of shattering stones echoed through the air as buildings were reduced to rubble. The ground shook with each impact, making it difficult for anyone to stand upright. Dust and debris filled the air, making it hard to see more than a few feet in front of you. The cause of the explosions was unknown, but it was clear that whoever or whatever was responsible had no regard for any life or property. It was a terrifying scene that would be etched into their memories

The king and queen saw attack spells above tier 4, destroying the ruined city even more. Many monsters that are found by hunters and even veteran warriors were running away from them. The source of this blast. A massive arena could be seen overshadowing even the tallest old building in the place. The stone pavement was breaking apart as the ground would be swung violently. A wild roar could be heard. The king orders a few knights to protect the unconscious as the rest see what is making and casting those powerful spells.

The knights quickly sprang into action, their swords at the ready, as they cautiously approached the source of the commotion. As they drew closer, they could see two Urborg corpses Stalker gathered around the street leading toward the arena, as the ground continued to shake beneath their feet, and the air was thick with the smell of sulfur. Suddenly, one of the figures turned towards them and let out a blood-curdling scream. The knights charged forward,

their weapons clashing against those of their enemies. Spells were cast left and right, illuminating the night sky with bursts of light. The battle raged on for what felt like hours until, finally, the last of the dark figures fell to the ground, defeated. The king emerged from his hiding place and thanked his brave knights for their valiant efforts in protecting him and his family.

they continued to walk closer toward The arena was farther than expected, but as they came close they could finally see how big it was. From the king's estimate, the area was 30 meters tall and maybe 70 acres in size. The stones and walls were enchanted to outstand a direct attack from a mountain troll or from a dragon..the architectural design was old but luxurious beyond what his city could ever produce,

With each step, they would feel the energy making some of the knights dizzy, and some even vomited. The pressure was so heavy that the queen needed to cast a protection spell on her husband and daughter. The ten knights just drank potions to ensure they wouldn't pass out. A huge door could be seen open, and someone was moving inside as piles of broken weapons were being thrown away by a person who was hardly wearing any upper clothing as his body was filled with cuts and bruises.

As they approached the open door, they could hear the sound of metal clashing against metal. The sight that greeted them was both impressive and terrifying. The person inside was clearly a skilled warrior, but the state of his body suggested he had been through a grueling battle. Despite his injuries, he moved with incredible speed and precision, tossing aside broken weapons as if they were nothing. The knights watched in awe as he continued his work, wondering who this mysterious fighter could be. Suddenly, he turned to face them, revealing a fierce determination in his eyes. It was clear that whoever this person was, they were not to be underestimated.

The man was about to grab another weapon when he saw people standing at the arena battleground waiting for the lobby entrance hall. He was a bit confused but never had the opportunity to ask them because both death knights were already rushing towards him Ramilel's heart was pounding as he faced off against the two Death Knights.

He knew that he had to act quickly if he wanted to survive this battle. As three Death Knights rushed towards him, Ramilel forced his way forward, determined to take the creature down. With all his might, he thrust his weapon towards the Death Knight, pushing it back into a corner.

As he regained his circular movement, Ramilel used the force of his attack to connect another blow towards the other Death Knight. The second creature staggered backwards, its armour dented and cracked from the force of Ramilel's attack. For a moment, there was silence as both Death Knights recovered from their injuries.

His fighting skills were beautifully executed without hesitation and fear. The death knight was a monster that can decimate battalions of elite warriors in an hour. Here we could see dozens standing in line waiting for them to fight this warrior in an honourable battle to the death. As the death knight approached, the tension in the air was palpable.

But the three Death Knights were too quick, dodging his attacks effortlessly and striking back with deadly precision. Ramiel was attacking and casting magic attacks without even doing anything with his hand, Araqiel Semalion and his wife were confused seeing this kind of ability,

he was fighting and defending all at the same time the onlookers saw this as they stood inside the waiting lobby the remaining commander-type Death Knight was gripping its war axe and was waiting for his last remaining warriors to accomplish their task and fulfil their last order,

Ramiel's skills were truly awe-inspiring as he unleashed a barrage of attacks that left the three Death Knights reeling. His mastery of both melee and magical attacks was evident in each devastating hit that he landed. The knights were completely overwhelmed by his ferocity and fighting skills, unable to keep up with his proficiency in both close and long-range combat.

Ramiel combined many martial arts into one seamless style, making him a formidable opponent in both attack and defence. His movements were fluid and precise, leaving no room for error. As the battle raged on, it became clear that Ramiel was not just a skilled fighter but also a master strategist. He anticipated every move his opponents made, always staying one step ahead of them. In the end, it was Ramiel's skill and determination that won the day, proving once again that he was one of the greatest warriors of his time.

As the death knight crumbled to dust and Ramiel was gasping for air, he gave out a hand gesture to give him a few minutes to rest and inquire about the people that suddenly appeared and were currently watching their fight with a confused look on their faces, wondering what was going on,

King Araqiel Semalion Demiurgos saw the man with white hair and golden-eyed was having a conversation with the remaining Death Knight as he threw the broken weapon on the floor, he couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. He had trained for months to prepare for this battle, and now his sword had failed him. Quickly, he grabbed a cloak and wrapped his exposed body, conscious of the ladies accompanying the group of warriors.

He could sense a certain nobility emanating from the three people they were protecting. The ten knights stood tall and proud and held their swords but the King Araqiel orders them to stand down stating what the used id drawing their weapons toward a person who they just witness killing three Death knights,

"if he wanted us dead we can't even lift a finger to stop him, he is twice more powerful than me!"

Ramiel while walking toward them saw the family insignia on the noble-looking man's armour and wondered what was going on why are they there, and why this place, Ramiel was a few feet away when he kneel and greeted a family relative of his mothers and introduces himself.

"greeting my lord, I apologise for not noticing your family insignia sooner, I am Ramiel Sinclair Demiurgo only son of Queen Allatou Estrith Demiurgos,"

"huh! What! you are my younger sister's son, Ramiel!"