SHK CH 604: START OF THE FINAL ACT (Patreon)

Lupus Tianngou Ira. The current king of Wratharis and the first stumbling block on Sol’s path toward conquest. 


While Sol had seen the man many times through pictures and the likes, this was the first time that he meet the man he heard so much about. 


One might imagine someone as evil and selfish as the Tyrant looking like some evil being, ugly and all. But as expected of a Blessed, the very possibility of not being good looking, was inexistant or at least this should have been the case.


At this moment, the man who should have looked like a warrior in his prime had a emaciated appearance, a gaunt face and sunken eyes. For anyone present, it would look like Lupus was already on the verge of death but no one present could underestimate the aura of power and danger from him. This aura was even more evident when one focused on the spear in his hand.


At the moment, the color of the spear was a mixture of golden and blue hue that were entwined around the shaft of the spear like Yin and Yang., The aura he was emanating was quite frightening. Even for someone like Sol. 


On the side, next to him, Setsuna became fidgety and it was clear that she was about to go all out. But a hand from Sol managed to calm her down. She knew that now wasn't the time for her to fight.


Once he made sure that Setsuna would not act rashly, Sol focused on the problem at hand.


So he pulled out his divine weapon from the start.


Sol clicked his tongue. The best case scenario would have obviously been for the Tyrant to rely on his egotistical pride and underestimate his team. Had this happened,  they would have most likely ended this fight in one go.


Now though, they had to be careful about what kind of weapon Lupus was holding. Sol’s eye of Akasha was so powerful that it was frightening even though it held no direct attack power.


He did not even want to imagine what would a true divine weapon focused on combat could do.


Well here goes plan A.

It was a shame but it was not a surprise. 


Nowadays, unless his opponents were completely stupid or simply lacked knowledge, there was no way they would ever underestimate him.


Not after what he did recently in front of the fortress when he faced the Great sages. This was the inconveniences of fanes. One could hardly play the pig to eat the tiger now.


Sol’s eyes only briefly stopped on Lupus before looking at the one sitting cross legged on a white cloud. 


Black spiked hair, golden band around his forehead, a flying nimbus and a long staff in his hand.


If Lupus gave him an uneasy feeling, this man made Sol feel like he was standing in front of an apparently calm and vast sea with tumultuous undercurrent.


Even the already silent battle field seemed to be a little quieter now as the man appeared.


“Sun Wukong. The Great Sage Equal to Heaven.”


A few people muttered in both side, causing a small stir in the crowd but this soon settled as no one wished to make too much noise and get singled out.


Sun Wukong, the Stone Monkey, Monkey king, the Crownless King and the Great Sage. Each of those titles were the proof of the legend this man had left in this world. Both in the mortal realm or the Astral realm.


Excitement started to brew as many soldiers from wratharis went from slightly fearful to hopeful. A feeling that had not appeared even when Lupus stepped in the battlefield.


Lupus only inspired terror in the heart of the population while Sun Wukong was the idol of many of those soldiers and the title of Uncrowned King was born from a hidden desire of rebellion.


It was a way of the population to clearly tell Lupus that he was unwanted and that if he wasn't a Blessed, he would have never been King.


Sol briefly analyzed his chances of winning and realized that even with his current power, he could only become a punching bag for Sun Wukong at the moment.


Smiling he spoke, “I guess we know who is the true ruler of Wratharis at the moment.”


His voice was low but managed to spread through the entire battlefiel and even reached Lupus.


But the man was stoic, something which was quite rare. 


“Enough of the joke. King of Lustburg.”


His reaction caused Sol to become more serious. The less flustered and angry Lupus acted, the more dangerous he was.


“Firstly, I still just a prince.”


Sol smiled. It was important to keep things straight. After all, becoming a king now would diminish his danger factor in the eyes of many. 


Sol was not yet ready to defy the angels after all.


“But you are right. Enough of the joke. I believe it's time for an answer even though I can already guess what you will say.”


Sol left his throne and two wings appeared on his back, tearing apart his shirt and revealing his muscular frame.


“Will you surrender now? Or will you fight to the death!?”


His voice this time was loud causing the ground to shake and the wind to stir.


Everyone waited, everyone watched, some people forced themselves to not blink in fear of missing what would most likely be one of the turning point of history.


Feeling all the gazes on him and even from beyond, Lupus felt his heart beat surprisingly calmly.


For the first time in years, the ever constant feeling of anger had cooled down and his mind felt extremely calm and serene.


He was currently standing at the top of the world, his figure was reflected in the eyes of all the 7 races.


They were looking at him.


His decision would change the course of history for decades and even centuries to come.


Lupus grip tightened around his spear and his aura rose like a furnace that was finally unleashed after being held down for far too long.


“This opportunity is quite hard to come by.” He grinned,  “Well then, amuse me.”


No sooner did his words end that the world was bathed in a sea of lightning.