Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 922: I'll Take Them All Out



Just like that, as the Doclet Army was ready to move forward, Raze appeared from the air swiftly and landed in the center of the mess, calm as ever.

Originally, Rayna didn't want Raze to come at all, fearing that the situation would worsen with him there. However, since it looked like they were about to fight anyway, perhaps the person in question could calm matters down.

'We don't quite know what will happen if someone from Pagna breaks the pact. If the Divine warriors will descend from the sky, if something later will happen, or what, but it would be best to avoid all of that.'

As Raze walked forward towards the king, an even greater worry appeared in Rayna's mind.

'Does Raze even know about the consequences of breaking the pact? He is originally from the world of Alterian...'Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The king and Marcel, sitting on their high horses, were looking down at Raze. The descriptions of the man known as Dark Magus matched.

They had heard he was a young warrior with white hair, exuding a fearless aura. The rumors about him seemed never-ending.

Looking at him now, the king was sure the rumors were exaggerated.

'What even is this?' King Doclet curled his lip. 'This person is just a child, and he confidently enters the middle of this. He has no idea about the ace we have up our sleeve.'

"This here is the King of the Doclet Kingdom!" Marcel claimed, pointing to the man at his side. "You dared to make him wait and even stated that we could not call for the Dark Magus —that is your name, is it not?"

Raze stopped, about two meters away from them, and stared at both the king and the army, evaluating their strength.

Now that he was this close, he could feel that these people, none of them, had Qi. They were not warriors like the others.

"The Dark Magus is not just a name," Raze answered. "It is a title that has been given to me, and as I said, a title that shouldn't be spoken lightly."

"You are as rude as the men at your gate!" Marcel exclaimed. "You act confident now because you have no idea of our strength."

"I bet you're acting like this because you bested the Behemoth Clan. Yet you haven't even faced the smallest part of our might."

Hearing these words, the king couldn't stop grinning, having held it in for a while.

"As my messenger says, it's quite clear about your rebellious nature. We have already confirmed that many in the town of Flendon helped you in the fight against the Behemoth Clan.

"They've been persuaded to join your ranks. So, I declare that you, as well as the entire town of Flendon, are rebellious to the Doclet Kingdom!" The king lifted his hand in a cheer. "Right now, a large fleet of ships is approaching the town of Flendon."

"With you and your warriors here, it looks like there's no one to protect the town, and you will experience the might of the Doclet Kingdom! Ha, ha, ha!" The king let out a loud bellowing laugh.

Right after, Marcel joined him as well.

"So that's why the army split up back then," Safa said. "Is the entire town in trouble now?" The group was disheartened to learn this, and the king and the messenger continued to laugh. "Scruffy beard, and a scar on the top of his forehead. What name were those people shouting again? Was it General Re? Yes, I think that's right. That was his name."

The laughter stopped from the king and Marcel, and they looked at Raze. The name General Re, although known by some aware of the affairs of the Doclet Kingdom, was described perfectly by Raze.

"What did you do?" King Doclet asked.

"I apologize. As you said, I was a bit late," Raze answered. "The reason was because a fleet of ships approached my lake. A man named General Re commanded a fleet of ships."

"They attacked, so I did what was the only appropriate response-I got rid of the threat. I got rid of them all."

"That's impossible!" Marcel shouted and looked to one of the men in the front row.

He pulled out a telescope and looked toward the town. There was some smoke rising from the lake, but no appearance of ships. It looked as if there weren't any at all.

"King Doclet, move back!" Marcel ordered.

The king and Marcel on their horses hurried back into the large army's forces, standing behind a few lines of men. Raze jumped and pushed himself back with wind, reaching the others. "Raze... did you really destroy the fleet of ships from before?" Rayna asked, overhearing the

conversation.

"I did, as I said before, I won't lose anyone again. I won't act like I did before."

Raze then prepared his fist, gathering Qi before calling out a name.

"Tilon! Shield up!"

Almost on instinct, hearing Raze's words, Tilon turned around and raised his shield. Before he knew it, he saw Raze's fist being thrown into the air, colliding right against the shield.

Powerful energy was drawn into the shield at that moment.

"Everyone, ready your weapons!" King Doclet ordered.

The infantry at the front prepared their weapons and aimed them at the group.

"Fire!" Doclet ordered.

A clear line of bullets was shot out, heading toward the group.

Now, Tilon understood why Raze had done what was needed, and he slammed his shield on the ground. A large force appeared, and as the bullets hit the force field, they fell to the

ground, harming no one.

"Kizer!" Raze called out. "I'm going to need to borrow your sword!"

Stretching out his hand, Kizer felt a powerful gust of wind push the sword from his grip. Letting go, it flew over to Raze's hand.

It was a special weapon he had created for Kizer, one that grew stronger with the number of people it faced and prevented the user from using the same skill more than once as a

drawback. But that didn't matter to Raze.

"I'm going to kill every single one of those who tried to take our lives!" Raze said, walking forward with the large sword in hand.