Nameless King

Alas dared not underestimate the Royal Spirit, but he still did not use his main weapon. He understood the attribute of wind better than anyone else, for he was as free, so only in these moments could he show his full power.

Under the power of the scarlet wind, his appearance changed as well as the effect of his Beyond. His hair became white as snow, his eyes red, and he wore a light, white-red armor.

"Well... Maybe you still have a chance. Then I won't hold back either." The Royal Spirit exclaimed as a stream of golden aura erupted from him.

Whoooooooosh.

Alas instantly attacked. He appeared in front of the Royal Spirit as he swung his spear. Royal Spirit blocked the attack with his hand, but Alas was already behind him.

Crackle.

The scarlet tip of the spear plunged into the Royal Spirit's leg as energy gushed out from the wound like blood.

The Royal Spirit struck the ground with his fist, which created a shockwave that threw Alas aside.

"Huh, I definitely underestimated you. I'm sorry, it won't happen again, this wound will be the last one you inflict on me." The Royal Spirit said before channeling energy into the spear.

The spear became much larger, and waves of energy in the form of dense plasma emanated from it.

"What the hell... How much energy does he have that he could turn it into plasma? Is that fair?" Ern muttered in a shocked voice.

"Alas." The Royal Spirit looked him in the eye, "Actually, what you wounded me is quite enough to get my power, but I don't want it to be that easy, so if you can withstand this attack, I have no more energy left, and you win."

Alas only nodded weakly as he prepared for battle. He was completely focused, nothing could pass his gaze.

Whooooooooooosh.

The Royal Spirit sighed and threw his spear with such incredible speed that his hand blurred, and the spear turned into golden lightning. The spear instantly reached Alas, it was impossible to dodge such a fast attack, so the only option was to defend himself.

Alas thrust the scarlet spear into the ground as he created a wind barrier. However, the Royal Spirit's spear easily broke through it and destroyed Alas' weapon.

Alas' eyes widened as he put his hands together. A multitude of seals appeared before him, each one a dense layer of wind. The golden spear passed through the seals like sheets of paper and reached Alas. The spear carried him forward hundreds of meters but still failed to pierce him.

The pressure made Alas vomit blood, but he did not stop creating barriers. With each passing moment, he used more power, so before long, all the wind in this space was in his possession.

It affected even the clouds. Together with the wind, they turned into a seal that covered the golden spear from all sides. Because of this, the spear's energy gradually dried up, so after hundreds of meters, it stopped.

"He was able to do it...?!" Erza exclaimed in a puzzled voice.

"There are only two options here." The Royal Spirit said, "Either he stopped the spear and gets my power, or he's already dead."

"No. He's definitely not dead." Wain shook his head as he smiled, "Can the dead fly?"

Whoooooosh.

On the wind currents, Alas returned to the coliseum. His stomach and chest were in a terrible state, it looked as if a huge bomb had exploded right in front of him, but he was still alive as the fire of victory burned in his eyes.

"You've been pretty banged up, but it's for the best. I'm glad you could make it. Now I'm sure you're the right heir." The Royal Spirit spoke as he approached Alas.

The Royal Spirit touched Alas' forehead, and a stream of energy erupted from it that rushed towards Alas. Gradually the Royal Spirit's body disintegrated into small particles.

"I am honored." Alas said respectfully.

"For me, too." The Royal Spirit smiled before disappearing completely.

Alas nodded as his eyes and hair turned golden, and his aura went to a completely different level. His wounds instantly healed from the bright light.

"That was a great fight." Alas muttered, held out his hand to the side, and a golden spear flew toward him.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

Alas turned as he saw Wain, Ern, and Erza clapping.

"That was one of the best fights I ever saw!" Ern exclaimed.

"I agree. That was something." Wain muttered.

"Alas, you did well. The power of that last attack was abnormal." Erza smiled.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Alas breathed a sigh of relief as it finally happened, "Well, what do we do next? Shall we go home?"

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Space trembled as many cracks appeared in the sky. A moment later, it shattered into tiny shards, and three shadows flew out of the hole that landed in the arena.

There was a powerful, unusual aura emanating from them. Wain, Erza, Ern, and Alas immediately prepared for battle as they stared at the invaders. There were two boys and one girl.

The girl had pink hair and dark eyes, the guy on the left had short purple hair and a sly grin on his face. The last one had black hair and blue eyes and was calm and cold as a glacier. His torso was bare, so the star tattoo on his chest was clearly visible.

'Star... It's the same as that man's!' Wain inwardly exclaimed.

"Who are you?" Ern became alert as the dark blue armor appeared on him.

The girl looked at him, and contempt appeared in her eyes, "Demon... You've always been annoying and irritating."

"Mace, what shall we do?" The guy with the purple hair asked.

"Kill them all, but him..." Mace stared at Wain with a furious look, "Him I'll kill with my own hands."

"You bastards! I'll smash you all to the ground in one fell swoop!" Ern exclaimed as he found himself next to Mace.

"Away! Wretch!" Mace waved her hand.

Her palm glowed, and powerful purple lightning struck Ern, knocking him back hundreds of feet.