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Shrine Of Legacies

A long-forgotten servant has been loyal for countless years doing his mandated daily activities. Before his masters were destroyed, he served. After they were annihilated, he served. Until the very object of his assignment was destroyed he felt free and became free. Zamright was left with no path, no goals and he was never a child with lofty ambition. In the countless years he performed his assignment he had dampened his emotions to the lowest level. However, as he returned to his motherland, he was met with a multitude of choices: should he leave it to be destroyed, or should he save it? With no grand desire to be a ruler, one thing led to another and before he realized what had happened he was sitting on the highest throne of the Great Lantern, commanding absolute power and authority! Reigning over ancient monsters, beasts and old souls of the forgotten past and mundane people. Contending against the whole world, clashing with conceptual monsters and winning! However, he was blinded to the true nature of the ancient land—the Great Lantern. The whole world is terrified of that cursed land, and the only way to save it is to rip it up from the crust and flip it back to Earth! By the schemes of the hidden hands, by the countless hax from the shadows, by the monstrous intention of the darksides, by the strange abilities of Source Wilders, Zamright was controlled, swayed in matters of Nation wealth and many hid behind him silently for their desire to be fulfilled. But with every passing day, he grew stronger and broke from the shackles, gleaned through their insidious nature and countered in the most silent way conceivable, until his Sovereignty was absolute! But the layers of the schemes are older than the stars themselves! ***** Peace Dreamers are waiting for their Messiah. The Ancient Titan Moon was disdestroyed. The arrival of the Messiah. Throne Relic has chosen a new master. Seed of Hope was planted in everyone. "These are the signs of another Great War" Cardinal Of Knowledge sighed, "can we survive again?" even as a knowledge devourer he doesn't have the answer.

Black_Turban · Fantasy
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Call Of Devastation

Zamright frowned and he returned to his body.

That when he saw the woman that sent him her memories and knowledge was agonizingly turned into the glass he was trapped in.

He also saw the blood of the others flowing and the taunting of the royal Knight and the king.

At the same time he felt the siphoning of vitality from his body toward a man of old visage.

Just seeing the man Zamright felt he didn't like him at all.

Zamright grasped what they wanted to do to him and he allowed it. He can't fake his death by controlling his body functions but with his ability he can attempt that.

Zamright employed Coating and coated his skin with a shriveled dry skin denoting lack of vitality and health. The coating also masked his heart beat and he closed his eyes.

After more minutes he added another coat which showed a dead, zero vitality body.

Dark Knight was now a man of 30 years and there was more power in him that he could spare.

"Magnificent. He has a massive amount of life force." He commented as his smile became more excited. If this is the only thing he will do, most people can fake their death.

Dark Knight took the vitality because it would be a waste if the boy died with it. He raised his hand and a black ring flashed with a phantom purple sword.

He gripped the sword and stabbed the yellow glass.

The woman that became part of the glass screamed and the sword passed through Zamright chest and came from behind.

A burst of energy exploded from the sword burning the glass and the boy inside. The woman was now truly dead.

Zamright felt the pain and he felt his body burning away and he could feel possible death encroaching.

Out of panic he felt a tug from a distance and he pulled with all his might.

As the energy destroyed everything including Zamright's surface body everybody saw something coming from the sky.

A flaming rock coming at tremendous speed.

The location was far away from the capital in a remote place where dangerous people face trials and executed away from public perception.

It was also heavily guarded with numerous soldiers and also force fields masking everything.

Seeing the flaming rock, all defencive methods were used.

Boom!

***

Zamright opened his eyes, he was out of the glass, to be precise the glass was burnt away by the energy.

Dark Knight employed some energy around him to protect himself from the impact and the phantom purple sword was still impaled in Zamright's body.

"So, there are still dangerous people!" Zamright grimaced. He grabbed the purple sword and began to pull it out but Dark Knight released the sword and it melted inside Zamright's body.

Zamright felt his body was about to explode and he immediately used ePure around his body and the explosion was contained.

A black and silver liquid began to seep out of his body which burned his upper skin and In five seconds, his chest wound had healed already.

The Dark Knight frowned deeply, "How can he…!"

The sword was very dangerous and it had killed numerous creatures capable of healing from any wound and because he knew the danger of the boy he used it as it's the greatest executioner sword in his arsenal.

Apart from the Dark King, the king and many of the council members were safe with no injury.

Zamright felt them and knew they would try to contain him with their combined power.

He then searched for that tug he felt earlier and grabbed a big heavy one and poured ePure before he pulled down with greater strength than before, now that he was freed.

Sam The Royal Knight was about to use his strongest attack, the other Royal Knight also was about to use her ability.

Even the king and the other council members that were acting with haughtiness froze and looked up.

A suppressive pressure weighed on them from the radiation coming from the now descending asteroid.

Seeing a danger that could wipe out the whole surrounding, many of them activated their abilities to escape. Royal Knights surrounded the king and activated a very high level artefact to teleport away.

Clap!

Calp!

Clap!

A series of claps that emitted a certain frequency echoed around and all manner of abilities turned off and became hard to activate.

The place has an army barracks, a hidden laboratory, as well as a prison where people that the nation considered dangerous were kept.

But as the Asteroid slammed the entire surface section was wiped out.

The flame was intense, burning everything on its way while the shock wave caused more wide area destruction.

No building stood more than 2 meters long or three meters thick.

Zamright looked up and observed the smoky sky and then looked at the devastation he brought.

His face showed no emotions as he had sealed them. If not, he will feel a fang of regrets and pity.

He didn't have any protection but as he was the one that called the strikes, he was not harmed at all.

Zamright turned to walk out of the blazing flames and the crater, he saw Juright, coming out from a seal of light. He was dead tired and close to fainting.

Seeing him, Juright's eyes widened in shock and fear and froze in place.

"Leave!" Zamright said. Juright bowed and summoned more strength and flashed away.

Leaving, the Dark Knight appeared at the place with a strike. The man now has no cloak but a silver armour. His eyes were black as he glared at Zamright.

"He is right to fear you!" He muttered to himself before he attacked again. His movements were fast, his hands glowing with dirty green colour.

With his swift movement he reached Zamright but he suddenly froze in place.

Zamright was looking away but his hand was holding a phantom purple sword stabbed at Dark Knight.

The stab didn't deeply injure the man but the nature of the sword needs only a graze to cause irreversible harm.

"AHH!" The Dark Knight screamed and he jumped back as his body began to crack and he ran toward a certain direction.

The phantom purple blade vanished and Zamright felt fatigued all over his body.

The use of Summon Bone Artefact really took a lot of his energy and he frowned as he felt an incredible bad taste in his mouth.

The eBone Ability disliked the blade he made using it.

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