7 Unbalanced Combat

"That King of Palladina must be looking for me to negotiate. All right, Dovrix, get Silvir ready!" shouted Flerix in a high tone.

Dovrix, standing outside the room, replied firmly, "Yes, Your Majesty."

He immediately ran to the front courtyard to obey his king's orders. After a few hours, Flerix was seen walking out of the palace, then entered Silvir by taking a few steps of the spaceship. He smiled sarcastically as he saw the Silverian soldiers lined up in the hallway, with Dovrix at the head of the line. 

Flerix then walked to the control room, stood in the center, and called out with a serious face, "Fly this spaceship to Planet Osmia. We'll take a tour near the planet while waiting for Arnea's arrival!" 

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the pilots replied boldly.

Silvir then turned into a small star and shot off into the vacuum of space. The spaceship then stopped and hovered at a point some distance from Planet Osmia. After patiently waiting, finally, the thing they had been waiting for came. In the distance, the Palladina Kingdom's Interplanetary Train could be seen speeding towards Silvir. In no time, those two galactic transports were now facing each other.

Arnea then left his Interplanetary Train, followed by several Palladina troops, flew forward, and stopped beside Silvir, looking at that giant spaceship with a serious face and exclaiming in a high tone, "King Flerix of Silverian. I command you to stop all those disgraceful acts you have committed against those small planets! Stop everything right now!"

The side door of the Silvir suddenly opened. Flerix came out, sped through the vacuum of space, and stopped before the King of Palladina. The Palladina troops behind Arnea immediately became alert and raised their cosmic weapons to protect the king.

"Hold on!" exclaimed Arnea as he raised his right hand briefly, then lowered it again.

Flerix smiled sarcastically at Arnea's behavior, then glared at him. They then faced each other, a short distance away.

"King Flerix. What are you doing here? Didn't you know that your presence could be a threat to them? How about we negotiate? What do you really want? You don't need to go to war. Too many victims and too much cosmic energy wasted," Arnea said while holding back his emotions.

Flerix chuckled for a moment, raised his right hand, and as soon as a pitch-black cosmic sword appeared, he grasped it tightly and then shouted with a stern face, "I want your arrogance, Palladinas, to stop!"

"Arrogance?" asked Arnea with a frown.

"You stupid king!" exclaimed Flerix, who suddenly darted quickly toward Arnea, about to attack the King of Palladina.

However, Arnea immediately darted to the side, avoiding the attack. Palladina troops then raised their cosmic weapons, seeing that their king was under threat.

Suddenly, Arnea shouted fearlessly, "I'll deal with him myself! You guys, don't scare those Silverians!"

He raised his right hand, and a bright white cosmic sword quickly appeared, which he grasped while looking at Flerix with a serious face.

Flerix smiled sarcastically, then exclaimed, "Ah, what an interesting opponent! Alright, I'll do what you want!"

Flerix immediately seized the opportunity to attack Arnea more brutally. Even so, the King of Palladina always managed to dodge. However, as there was no counter-attack from his opponent after several strikes, the king of Silverian decided to call it quits. They were now facing away from each other.

"Stop it, King Flerix! All the attacks you've made, I will never retaliate! We can still end this not with war, can't we?" Arnea shouted with a frown.

Flerix smiled widely, then replied, "You didn't attack... because you thought I was weak, did you? You and everyone living inside those annoying planets have always underestimated our strength, Silverians. You exiled us just because our home planet was... damaged, didn't you?"

"No, that's not it, King Flerix. It was never the intention of the entire population living within the Metal Galaxy to exile you. I have often warned other planetary leaders to stop this attitude towards you!" Arnea exclaimed again, trying to convince the King of Silverian.

It seemed that Flerix did not like Arnea's statement and merely smiled sarcastically afterward, replying with an annoyed look, "Huh! What an excuse. Do you think you're the ruler of the Metal Galaxy? Are you saying that only Planet Palladina can hold cosmic weapons, and therefore, all planets must obey your warning? What a fool!"

He suddenly shot out at extremely high speed, using the cosmic power of his dark energy, towards the king of Palladina.

"Damn it!" muttered Arena while glaring in surprise.

He was about to dodge. However, Flerix was much faster, leaving the entire Palladina troops with nothing to do as the king of Silverian's black longsword pierced Arnea's heart. Everyone fell silent while still hovering in the vacuum of space and glared at the two planetary leaders with a tense atmosphere.

"You...!" whispered Arnea with wide-open eyes, staring at his rival, who had yet to remove the black cosmic sword from his left chest.

They stared at each other with piercing gazes. The king of Palladina could suddenly feel the blood beginning to flow out of his stab wound, as well as the chill of Flerix's black sword.

"Go, Stupid King. Your planet will soon be mine," Flerix whispered with a sinister smile.

"You...," Arnea's words were cut short as he turned to the side with a haggard face, watching Xyon and his four subordinates, including Klara, who was on another Interplanetary Train, dart closer to the battle site and stop behind a line of Palladina troops.

"Your Majesty!" Xyon exclaimed with a panicked look on his face.

They immediately glared after seeing what had happened to the king of Palladina. Klara could even see from inside her Interplanetary Train that Flerix's cosmic sword had pierced deeply into her husband's heart, and blood was flowing out of the stab wound.

She could only cover her mouth with both hands and glare, exclaiming with an agitated and panicked look, "Oh no, Your Majesty!"

As the situation was getting tense and Xyon could not possibly leave the queen alone, Arnea suddenly removed the white cosmic sword from the grip of his right hand. His body began to weaken. His cosmic weapon fell, shattered into fine dust, and disappeared into the vacuum of space.

"Klara...," Arnea muttered with a pale face, looking at his wife and the Senior General watching him from a distance.