Allen never knows about the all the Monster Kings identities. He only knows few of them as most Monster Kings never liked showing themselves like the ‘Gorgeous Monkey King’ Sun Wukong. They prefer to stand aloof from worldly affairs… not associating them in the world.

( Note: Allen will be referring Handsome Monkey King as Gorgeous Monkey King starting right now - Through me since he had already discovered that the monkey king was actually a woman. Unlike before, when he thought that the Monkey King was a man, just as the Legends says...)

That is what happened after the Monster Kings War. They became silent, except for those who joined the Demon Army such as Alkrasha and that Bastardous Monster King, Bataliel!

As for the Sea King, although Allen always disturbs him making him help him a few times, he maintained his neutral stance.

And this was the first time he had heard about the Monster King Azi Dahaka!

“Hahaha, that’s right! My Master is the great Azi Dahaka!” Noticing Allen’s complicated expression, the Hadhayosh seem to see a hope of survival and tried scaring Allen.

“Is that so,” But Allen narrowed his eyes.

“E, even if you are a Mons-!”

“You talk too much.”

Before the monster could finish what he wanted to say, the Hadhayosh’s head flew in the air.

In Allen’s hand was a sharp looking slender singled-edged sword. It looked like a Katana but it’s not as its blade was a bit wavy.

It was replicated from Allen’s sword in the previous life…

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The number of deaths on the battlefield is to an extent that the air within the forest is tinged with the stench of blood. Moreover, the monsters are continuing their attack.

However, the moment Allen killed the Hadhayosh Minotaurus, the number of attacks went down, albeit little by little.

Gaaawwww!!

Awooooohh!!

Arrrrrraaaahh!!

It’s likely that the news of the defeat of the Hadhayosh, who is the head of the horde, is spreading amongst the monsters, Allen guesses.

Seeing their leader’s death, the monsters finally wavered and started running away. Their expression despaired and anxious.

If the head is gone, a common army will be reduced to a disorderly mob, no matter how many numbers they had.

Moreover, where a crowd of monsters which aren’t overly bright is concerned, once a strong person gets defeated, it’s difficult for the ones under them to continue fighting.

So, as expected, all the monsters frantically turned around and started fleeing.

They run towards the forest, like small spiders, they scattered and left.

Allen only looked at them and didn’t do anything. The undead also started falling down, back to where they belong.

The black haze that looked like mist around the battlefield gradually thinned out and disappeared. Allen had taken back his power.

As holding the power of Osiris, ruler of the Underworld he didn’t like the dead to stay in the world of the living, or else he might be punished by Anubis - that if he really existed.

Although it was just a nonsensical thought and worry, however, a part of Allen seems to think so. This might be the remaining thought of Osiris that was left behind in the Forbidden Tome, activating whenever he used his power.

As for whether he can travel into the Duat or maybe to the world of the Dead, Allen was actually a bit hopeful about it. There were only a few Egyptian Gods he knows that can do it, some of them were Osiris, Anubis, and Hathor - Though he might be able to do it if he can find another of their Forbidden Tomes

Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.

Besides, there are also those Gods of the Dead from other Mythologies…

Allen was looking forward to finding some in the future…

Seeing the battle conclusion, the remaining soldier started cheering for their victory.

Some grieved for the death of their comrades and friends and some were rejoicing of their survival.

“Thanks,” A voice said behind him.

Allen turned around and saw Sara, Lemuel, Masoud and Ali Mahsid looking at him. Ali Mahsid averted his gaze, he didn’t look at him, annoyed and somehow scared.

“Don’t thank me yet,” Allen said. His voice was somber, full of bitterness.

The usual smile and playful expression on his face were absent.

“This war isn’t over…” After speaking, Allen turned around and walked towards the forest.

“Wait!” Sara called but Allen didn’t respond and after a few moments, Allen had already disappeared.

“What did he mean…?” Masoud asked.

“I don’t know,” Lemuel answered.

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In some place, a three-headed dragon was sitting, coiling itself like a snake.

The monster’s face was rather indifferent. Reflected in its eyes was the undisguised boredom.

"........."

This monster was called… Azi Dahaka.

He was one of the Monster Kings whom monsters throughout the world feared and worshipped as kings.

All of them possessed a tremendous magic power, destiny, and authority.

They are known to have been endowed with the divine radiance of kings, possessing the innate ability [ Kingship ] or [ Kingly Rule ], the power to rule and stand above others.

Existences that almost rival the Gods.

In Legends Azi Dahaka is said to be a villain.

A natural disaster that eliminates everything without prejudice or shame.

While entwining his three heads and re-coiling it, he started to sleep.

“Kelawa had died,” Suddenly, a voice woke him up.

Azi Dahaka’s six eyes slowly opened. His expression indifferent.

In front of him were two extremely beautiful women.

Dark brown eyes, tanned skin, and hourglass physiques. With the sharp aura emanating from them, they gave off the impression of cold yet clean beautiful young women.

“Arnavaz, Shahrnaz…” Azi Dahaka called out in a lethargic manner.

His voice was clear, even intellectual.

“Kelawa? Who is that?”

“You should remember your subordinates, milord…” Arnavaz said in irritation.

“Is that so?” Azi Dahaka ignored the woman’s attitude. “So who killed him?”

Shahrnaz stepped forward. “According to those who have survived, it seems another Shahanshah* has stepped into this land…”

“Hm?” Azi Dahaka’s three heads still. The eyes in the middle head narrowed. “So that’s what it was… I did felt something, however, since it was a bit unfamiliar and strange, I ignored it. The other idiots should be in the middle of their preparation for this meaningless war but, who has the free time to come here…?”

“… …” The women Arnavaz and Shahrnaz didn’t speak and just listened. They looked Aza Dahaka differently.

Arnavaz stared at Azi Dahaka with an annoyed expression while Shahrnaz looked at him with indifference.

As Azi Dahaka was contemplating, suddenly the head on the right muttered. “Is it possible that it’s the ‘taboo’ king…?”

With those words, the two heads simultaneously frowned.

“Well, judging from that strange and unfamiliar aura, there’s a high chance of that happening…” The middle head responded.

“But why did he come to this place? He had just become a Monster King, don’t tell me he wanted to challenge myself?” The left asked.

“That’s not possible…” The middle head said. “He had just become a Monster King, his power is still a bit… unstable and weak to challenge the great Zahhak. Monster Kings are not fools…”

“Well, we can’t be so sure. Our kind cannot be measured by logic…” The right head said indifferently, but the iris of his evil eyes flickered.  “… We are willed by Fate and so our actions cannot be controlled. Who knows, we might also be standing in the road molded for him.”

“That is extremely troublesome…” Complained by the Left. “I hate being controlled…”

“Why don’t we visit this new child then…?” Proposed by the Middle. “Since he had come from a long way, why don’t we give him a good welcome…”

“Hmm, now that I think about it, it's been a while since we’ve left this place.” The right head nodded in agreement.

Azi Dahaka decided, immediately stood up.

At this moment,

“Wait, Milord!”

Shahrnaz anxiously called out.

“You can’t do this Milord! If two Shahanshah met and fought, all in Persia will be swallowed in Chaos… Please reconsider it, Milord!”

Shahrnaz shook her head sideways to express her disappointment —— The woman who once known as the princess of Pishdadian Dynasty, felt powerless and small.

Arnavaz did the same as she approached the three-headed dragon and narrowed her eyes with criticism.

“All of Persia will be engulfed in war…”

Swooosh!

A sound of cutting the air.

Something brushed past Arnavaz. It was like the wind but it cut off a golden sculpture behind her in half like a sharp blade.

“Arnavaz, don’t test our patience, our dear Arnavaz…” The right head said with a scornful laugh.

“You have no right to interfere in the meetings of our kind… that would be disrespectful…”

The left head laughed obscenely while the middle just ignored her.

It was the whim of a Monster king with far too much free time.

Arnavaz grounded her teeth as she glared at the three-headed Dragon in hate and anger.

Seeing this, her sister, Shahrnaz sighed regretfully. Arnavaz was usually the Monster King’s advisor but when times like this, Azi Dahaka would never listen to anyone…

The two sisters could only look at the back of the Three-Headed Dragon bitterly.

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 Shahanshah - a title meaning Shah of Shahs, that is, supreme Shah, similar to the title King of Kings. 

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