The general’s powerful arms, swung the great red sword with so much force that it seemed like a descending mountain as it crashed towards the charging youth.

Before the youth could release the pure mana, the general took a quick step forward, and slammed the sword’s flat side into the youth’s stomach and released as his physical power into the blow.

*BOOM*

With the blast of a sonic boom, the youth, flew like an arrow. 

*CRASH* *CRASH* *CRASH*

Since the surrounding was burned to crisp and destroyed beyond recognition, there was nothing present to stop the youth’s momentum.

The hit the ground, and still continued to roll for another 50 meters before stopping.

Most of the ribs on his left side were shattered, and his left arm was disfigure horribly. Although the blow was not enough to take his life, it was enough to incapacitate him for a while, or so thought the general.

But boy, was he wrong. The youth absorbed pure mana, and began to forcefully reconstruct his bones and flesh.

“This fucking brat is testing my patience.” Shouted the general as he charged towards the youth.

*BOOM*

The General sent out a torrent of flames, while the youth sent out waves of condensed pure mana.

*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM*

Their explosions and clashes rang throughout the area and resonated in the air.

After battling for a while, the youth showed signs of weakness. 

‘Is he getting tired? Well I’m in no position to talk, using only my physical strength is too restrictive. I need to use mana.’ Thought the general. Although he was a good physical fighter, he couldn’t bring out his true abilities until he could use mana to conjure flames.

The youth once again let out a wave of pure condensed mana. His rusted and broken blade, was at the end of its life.

The youth expected the general to clash head on with the blow, but much to his surprise the general dodged the strike with nimble movements, and flashed in front of the youth.

“Hhhhaaarrrgghhhhh” Shouted the general, as he conjured up all his physical strength, and smashed on the youth’s chest. Since the youth’s back was towards the ground, it was a vertical strike, thus the youth slammed into the ground, creating a miniature crater. 

Just before the youth touched the ground, his hand let out a small multicolor glow. 

“Shit! Pure Mana!” Exclaimed the General, trying to get away.

*BBBOOOOOOOOMM*

The ground split apart, with the winds blew wildly like storms. Even the skies shuddered in fear of the powers, as it started to rain, drenching the hot lands in cold water.

Dust and smoke, as far as the eye could see. Not a single being was visible in a 12km radius.

Royce quickly panicked. “General? General where are you? Are you dead? If you died please reply?”

Royce started shouting out to the desolate lands.

From the smoke, a piece of brick flew with a certain grace, slamming into Royce’s face. “Shut the fuck up, you little maggot.”

The general’s figure walked out of the smoke, with tore cloths, and small bruises all over his body. In his hands he held the unconscious youth.

“Ge...…General, dispose of that brat immediately. How can a child be that strong? He isn’t a child. He is a demon.” Shouted Royce.

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“Quiet down Royce.” Spoke the General. “He’s not a monster. He’s just a bit different.”

“Different? General that brat was able to fight with your normal form on par. No child I know is capable of doing that.” Retorted Royce.

“Well one thing is for sure. Whatever that grey robed idiot was doing, definitely has something to do with this brat.” Spoke the general, as he slightly furrowed his brows.

“Well whatever that weirdo did, I don’t want to suffer the consequences.” Replied Royce.

“Anyway, Royce don’t tell the other about this brat. I want to see his full potential, and if my intuition is correct, then we may have landed our hands on a gold mine.” Smiled the General. “Let’s return to the empire first, and then we’ll decide our next course of action.”

………………………………………….

Year 9991 of the Eterna calendar

Aragon Empire

Today was an extremely joyful day for the ‘Aragon Empire’. Its almighty emperor had just turned 150 years old.

Thus the capital was busier than usual. Various noble and aristocrats were rushing here and there to get things done.

Carriages pulled up, and some of them were decorated to the point of resembling dragons. 

All these carriages headed for one place. And the place was the royal palace.

Hundreds upon hundreds of carriages pulled. Various flying ships, also docked on the skies above the royal palace. Truly befitting the almighty ‘Aragon Empire’. Even representatives from other powerful factions and empires, also showed up to give the emperor, to deepen their relationship.

Suddenly above the skies of the Aragon Empire, a huge shadow was cast. A titanic floating castle, slowly drifted until it was directly above the Royal Palace.

From the stationary floating castle, 5 shadows descended at great speeds. Following this 5 shadows, multiple other figures also shot out of the sky.

The first 5 figures that shot down from the skies, were all dressed in lavish and expensive, golden robes, while the other figures were also dressed in expensive white and silver robes.

With a prideful demeanor the group directly made their way to the royal hall, without even stopping to reveal their invitations to the guards.

The guards also didn’t particularly stop them. It seemed like their flashy entrance was more than proof of their strength. 

After a while after the entrance of these figures, two figures also made an appearance. One dressed in a crimson suit, with the other was dressed in a burgundy suit. The man in the crimson suit was extremely tall and handsome, while the man in the burgundy suit although handsome was average height.

Looking up at the huge floating castle in the sky, the crimson suited man spoke in an excited tone. “Seems like they’re here as well.”

“Hmm, must be here to cover up the shame from their defeat 100 years ago.” Smirked the other man.

“I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about why they’re here and what they want. I merely want to crush them in pure combat.” Laughed the crimson suited man. This man was exactly general Gareth.