his teasing for the moment. He was glad that his nephew still had the innocence of youth, and not the mindset of a power hungry cultivator.
He would have kept his nephew away from this war, but his brother wished for his son to experience the brutality of war. Otherwise, Marcus would never have that ruthlessness and would be devoured by the nobles in the Royal Palace.
“Hahaha, I was just teasing you, kid. Just remember to stay on the other side and just observe the battle! There is no need for you to get involved, as you are still in the Spiritual stage. Make sure to stay safe, and I will also dispatch a contingent of guards for you.”
Elias chuckled as he patted Marcus on his shoulder.
“Uncle, I would like to fight as well.”
With this one sentence, Marcus’s entire demeanor changed.
While everyone would think of him to be a shy youth who would often get harassed by girls; however, within the boy ran the blood of the Royal Family, so how could he not have the same power as the rest of his family?
Although he was only sixteen years of age, he was already at the ninth rank of the Spiritual stage with half a foot entering the Vajra stage!
He was almost at the point of breakthrough, and if not for the war suddenly spreading across the kingdoms, then Marcus would be currently training to break into the Vajra stage!
“Sigh… Marcus, I know exactly how strong you are and I’m sure that none of the elite soldiers here would even be a match for you, but you’re still the prince! The future of this kingdom is within your hands, and unless absolutely required, you should not carelessly charge into battle. You still haven’t mastered our family’s legacy, so just observe for now. Is that understood?”
Hearing the stern voice of Elias who had drilled Martial Arts into him, Marcus subconsciously nodded and bowed his head in acceptance.
A loud horn abruptly sounded in the air, as it startled everyone.
“Elias, it is time.”
Solin quietly whispered next to Elias.
“I think the world has forgotten who the Twin Demons are… ”
Elias muttered, as a savage grin spread across his face.
Chapter 9 – A Painful Past
With the horn blowing, everyone knew it was finally time for battle to start, and waves of killing intent could be seen spreading throughout the camp. Elias’s grey eyes flashed with a strange glow, as he released his essence into the air!
This was what he lived for, the thrill of the battle and slaughtering of people! He was not Royalty, not a Commander, not an Uncle or a brother, but simply a man who wanted to test the limits of his Martial Arts in the blood of his enemies!
“Get ready Solin, We will depart once the sun sets.”
Elias quietly whispered to his brother with a slight smile on his face, as he eagerly awaited the start of the battle.
……………………..
While the red sun was slowly setting, a massive army silently stood at the edge of the terrain as it faced a similarly sized opponent. Although it was eerily quiet, the bloodlust in the atmosphere could not be mistaken.
At the forefront of one of the armies, stood a mighty onyx black warhorse with a tall rider dressed in a dark blood-red suit of armor.
Another warhorse with a pure white coat stepped up behind Elias, with its rider carrying a monstrous long bow behind his back. This was Solin.
Elias suddenly unsheathed his massive sword and raised it towards the heavens. He spoke a single word, but that word echoed throughout the entire battlefield, causing the hearts of the soldiers to tremble in fear.
“SLAUGHTER!”
…………………
Meanwhile, Marcus silently watched from the sidelines. He restrained himself from charging towards the battle behind his Uncle, and instead just observed the two armies. His guards remained on high alert behind him.
…………………..
It was a complete massacre on the
He would have kept his nephew away from this war, but his brother wished for his son to experience the brutality of war. Otherwise, Marcus would never have that ruthlessness and would be devoured by the nobles in the Royal Palace.
“Hahaha, I was just teasing you, kid. Just remember to stay on the other side and just observe the battle! There is no need for you to get involved, as you are still in the Spiritual stage. Make sure to stay safe, and I will also dispatch a contingent of guards for you.”
Elias chuckled as he patted Marcus on his shoulder.
“Uncle, I would like to fight as well.”
With this one sentence, Marcus’s entire demeanor changed.
While everyone would think of him to be a shy youth who would often get harassed by girls; however, within the boy ran the blood of the Royal Family, so how could he not have the same power as the rest of his family?
Although he was only sixteen years of age, he was already at the ninth rank of the Spiritual stage with half a foot entering the Vajra stage!
He was almost at the point of breakthrough, and if not for the war suddenly spreading across the kingdoms, then Marcus would be currently training to break into the Vajra stage!
“Sigh… Marcus, I know exactly how strong you are and I’m sure that none of the elite soldiers here would even be a match for you, but you’re still the prince! The future of this kingdom is within your hands, and unless absolutely required, you should not carelessly charge into battle. You still haven’t mastered our family’s legacy, so just observe for now. Is that understood?”
Hearing the stern voice of Elias who had drilled Martial Arts into him, Marcus subconsciously nodded and bowed his head in acceptance.
A loud horn abruptly sounded in the air, as it startled everyone.
“Elias, it is time.”
Solin quietly whispered next to Elias.
“I think the world has forgotten who the Twin Demons are… ”
Elias muttered, as a savage grin spread across his face.
Chapter 9 – A Painful Past
With the horn blowing, everyone knew it was finally time for battle to start, and waves of killing intent could be seen spreading throughout the camp. Elias’s grey eyes flashed with a strange glow, as he released his essence into the air!
This was what he lived for, the thrill of the battle and slaughtering of people! He was not Royalty, not a Commander, not an Uncle or a brother, but simply a man who wanted to test the limits of his Martial Arts in the blood of his enemies!
“Get ready Solin, We will depart once the sun sets.”
Elias quietly whispered to his brother with a slight smile on his face, as he eagerly awaited the start of the battle.
……………………..
While the red sun was slowly setting, a massive army silently stood at the edge of the terrain as it faced a similarly sized opponent. Although it was eerily quiet, the bloodlust in the atmosphere could not be mistaken.
At the forefront of one of the armies, stood a mighty onyx black warhorse with a tall rider dressed in a dark blood-red suit of armor.
Another warhorse with a pure white coat stepped up behind Elias, with its rider carrying a monstrous long bow behind his back. This was Solin.
Elias suddenly unsheathed his massive sword and raised it towards the heavens. He spoke a single word, but that word echoed throughout the entire battlefield, causing the hearts of the soldiers to tremble in fear.
“SLAUGHTER!”
…………………
Meanwhile, Marcus silently watched from the sidelines. He restrained himself from charging towards the battle behind his Uncle, and instead just observed the two armies. His guards remained on high alert behind him.
…………………..
It was a complete massacre on the
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