After Sword Saint Azares Noazaki left to fight the Snake Lord Nagazis, and Duke Yukimarus Mactaer headed off to fight the Yolven Wolf Lord, the Sorcerer Emperor Aster Guilford and the Magic Master Belgord Kathali remained standing there without saying anything.
"Then we will fight together, me and my opponent and rival who has earned the title of Sorcerer Emperor, right, Aster Guilford?"
Belgord said sarcastically, while looking at him out of the corner of his eye.
However, Aster's facial features did not change one bit.
"Fate is strange, but in the end, our opponent is the same. Moreover, I still want to gain strength and become stronger than I am today."
The slight smile disappeared from Belgurd's face as he looked at Aster for several seconds, before speaking:
"I heard that the Kathali family is investigating whether you are part of the Scorpion organization, right?"
"I know that, and I'm sure they won't find anything incriminating against me. And we have to fight that bastard, the orc ruler; In the end, it was the reason for the destruction of our project, for which we spent long nights."
A flame of fire appeared on Belgurd's hand, as he listened to Aster's words. Then he spoke coldly, expressing his doubt about Aster's truth.
Aster's attempt to relive the memories of that day made him suspicious, however, he decided to go along with it.
"You are right, Aster. Today we will take revenge on that scoundrel."
Aster said nothing; He felt Belgord doubted him, too. Then he headed towards the place of the battle that the Orc ruler was fighting.
Aster's gaze was cold, as he clenched his fist so hard that blood flowed from it. He hated people interfering in his plans, annoying useless henchmen, and things not going his way.
"Survival is for the strongest, and the weak must be tools exploited by the strong."
This was the rule he believed in. Even Jia Guilford was just a tool for advancement, nothing more, and the same goes for Utah.
A deep sigh escaped Aster's mouth, as he looked towards the Orc ruler who was tearing apart the bodies of those attacking him, a smug smile on his face.
He muttered in a low voice, while making several runes behind him:
"5-Star Gravity Magic: Ragnarok Resurrection."
After several milliseconds, the runes he created disappeared into archaeological dust.
The sky began to become cloudy, revealing several meteorites the size of houses, falling from the sky towards the Orc ruler.
The Orc Lord's face showed signs of shock as he looked at the meteors heading towards him. The same was true for the soldiers and mercenaries who were fighting with the help of Yuta's followers.
Boommmmmmmmm...! Boommmmmmmmm...! BOOMMMMMMMMMMM!
Several very powerful explosions occurred, leading to the death of the followers of both sides, which were soldiers and mercenaries on the one hand, and the followers of the orc ruler on the other hand.
As for Utah's followers, they returned to his spiritual world; Yuta had implanted talismans in their bodies, because their death in battle was considered useless child's play.
Amid the explosions, a loud laugh filled with mockery and contempt erupted.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! You two scoundrels! You kill your own followers just to win!"
The features of Belgord, who was ready to kill his daughter Lucy during the Versalkin Academy tournament, would not have changed as far away as Aghid, had it not been resurrected by Yuuta thanks to the power of the Eternal Scribe.
As for Aster, he considered it normal; Sacrificing those he considered a group of ants in order to win was an axiom for him.
"What's the problem with that? They should be proud to be fodder for their masters. Am I not correct, Orc Lord? Ha-ha-ha-ha! Or have you become so weak that you pity the weak and insignificant?
Aster's tone of voice was full of sarcasm.
Belgord made runes in both hands, then spoke:
"Shall we start fighting, Orc Lord?"
The Orc Lord smiled enthusiastically, holding his axe, an overwhelming green aura emanating from his body.
"Then, let's get started! The Orc Lord against the Sorcerer Emperor Aster Guilford and the Magic Master Belgord Kathalli! It's going to be a very fun fight!
Aster and Belgord both charged towards the Orc Lord, who lunged at them in turn, placing his ax in attack position.
When they were about to clash, the three of them turned at the same moment; Aster headed to the right, Belgurd to the left.
Aster muttered in a calm tone, while touching his palms:
"4-star level lightning magic: Imperial Lightning."
As for Belgord, he recited a spell different from his own:
"4-Star Water Magic: Age of Disaster."
The Orc Lord's gaze was locked on them, and the speed of their spell casting, which took less than a millisecond, made him unable to dodge the attack at all.
He let out a loud scream, as his body became electrified with purple lightning, the water increasing the force of its impact.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
On the other side, Aster and Belgurd had moved several meters away from him so as not to be hit by the purple lightning, which was raging and striking everything close to them.
The magician can control his spell as long as he has not launched his attack yet, but after launching it, the probability of him dying from his own attack increases very greatly, if the attack is large-scale.
Both "Imperial Lightning" and "Age of Disaster" were level four stars, with a wide range, with a high probability of being affected and injured by them.
After several seconds had passed, an overwhelming aura exploded from the Orc Lord's body, dispelling the two spells together.
His body was riddled with very serious burns, to the point of smoke billowing out of him, while he was breathing very quickly, and signs of anger were clearly visible on his face.
"You two contemptible scoundrels! "You two teamed up to kill me, but that won't be enough to finish me off!"
The Orc Lord's tone of voice was a mixture of pent-up anger and obvious sarcasm.
However, neither of them paid attention to his words, but rather focused on every movement he might make; After all, the Orc Lord was at the same level as them: 02-FI.
Therefore, being a fighter made him physically superior, Even if the three of them possessed infinite power; Specialization remains an important factor in battle.
The magician remains physically weaker than the fighter or warrior, so to speak. This was true for the students, as well as for Aster and Belgord.
Moreover, the fact that the Orc Ruler was an Orc made him better than humans of the same level, in terms of body, use of ki, and aura.
The Orc Lord raised his axe, then delivered a powerful blow combined with Aster's previous attack, Imperial Lightning, which he had stored inside his axe.
"Heaven's First Strike of Wrath!"
As soon as he struck his axe, several lightning bolts, a mixture of normal lightning and violet lightning, shot out everywhere.
This made Aster and Belgord grit their teeth.
However, a malicious smile appeared on their faces as they instantly disappeared from their positions, appearing outside the range of the Orc Lord's attack.
Aster spoke with obvious sarcasm, as he watched the lightning bolts hit the ground with great force:
"What a fool! If he hadn't gotten out of his own attack range... Orcs are so arrogant!"
Belgord kept looking at the place of the Orc Lord with calm eyes, then he blinked at Aster, and spoke quietly in his heart:
"Being a true magician does not only mean having a huge amount of mana or a talent for learning spells quickly, but it also means knowing when to use them, understanding their strengths and weaknesses, and investing every drop of mana in the best way possible."
"However, this seems to no longer exist in our time; Talent has become measured by the amount of mana or qi present in the Primordial Sea more than anything else."
Even though he knew that the time was not right for such thoughts, he wanted to waste time until the combat technique expired.
In battle, concentration is useful, but complete immersion may cause the mind to ignore everything around it, opening several loopholes.
In the middle of the earth scorched by powerful lightning strikes, the orc ruler was surrounded by a sturdy dome that fully withstood the lightning bolts.
He removed the dome, while looking at them with cold eyes.
"You two idiots! Do you think I won't use anything to defend myself against my own attack? "How can I be a governor if I can't find a solution to this problem?"
He then charged at them at full speed, aiming his aura-enhanced axe at them.
He collided with the shield they had created together; After all, their focus was on him.
However, they were suppressed; The power of the Orc Lord was terrifying, and impossible to repel easily.
He threw them back several meters, a smug smile on his face.
However, he directed several aura blades directly at them, leaving them no room to dodge or think.
The two cursed as they looked at the blades that approached them.
"That damned one!"
Boommm...! Boommmmm!
Amidst the dust, Aster and Belgord appeared with several injuries.
However, their facial features did not change; They remained steadfast in their determination to kill the Orc ruler in revenge for the efforts he destroyed 640 years ago.
In a private laboratory at the Vrselkin Academy, which was 13 kilometers away.
At the time, both Aster and Belgord were in their 30s.
"We are close to decrypting the diary of the first Saint Alessandra, and we will know what the life of the first human was like, and we will learn about the Vrselkin Academy and its secrets!"
Aster spoke excitedly, while using his chair to spin around.
Then he stopped next to his companion, who was called Antoninus, and he was reviewing information about the subject of the research.
Antony spoke with obvious fatigue, as 453 days had passed without rest.
"You are right, Aster. We will rest soon. Who would have thought that decoding it would drain our mental strength to this extent? If we had reached the rank of Holy Ruler, we would have died long ago!"
While he was speaking, Alberto interrupted their conversation with sarcasm:
"She is a woman, after all, and she will not allow her diaries to be read!" Ha-ha-ha-ha!"
"You're right, but still, that note will contain important information for the development of our empire, right?"
Everyone turned their attention to Belgord, who was carrying several documents.
He walked towards them with steady steps, so they continued their conversation as close friends.
However, the calm did not last long, due to a powerful explosion that occurred outside the research center, destroying half of it.
The explosion killed almost all of the researchers, and several minutes passed before both Aster and Belgord emerged from the rubble.
"Kh, kh, kh, kh, kh!" What the hell happened to the Creator of Hell?! "Is it a terrorist attack?"
Belgord spoke, shaking the dirt from his face.
Aster answered him, surprised and not understanding either:
"I don't know who attacked us, but he used a physical attack; There are no traces of magic around."
As Aster spoke, Belgord closed his mouth, terror rising in his heart, and then disappeared behind a wall, or what was left of it, so to speak.
"Is he the one who attacked the research center?"
Aster spoke telepathically, with sweat dripping from his forehead.
Belgord replied with fear and disbelief:
"He's an orc ruler, and he's...."
Aster gritted his teeth, then grabbed Belgord by the shoulders and shook him forcefully.
"to speak! What did you see? Don't say...!
Signs of shock were evident on Aster's face as he remembered his beloved Astrid.
"Don't worry, I'll just wander around for a bit, then I'll be back. Farewell".
That was Astrid's excited tone; They were almost done with that research.
Aster slapped his face back to consciousness, tears streaming heavily from his eyes.
"I'm sorry... The orc lord killed and ate Astrid. He killed all our comrades; They died because of him. "In addition, we are too weak to defeat him."
Belgurd's tone of voice was full of sadness as he placed his hand on Aster's shoulder.
"Yes, we are very weak. The strong eat the weak; This is the law of nature. "Astrid died because of her weakness, and we will die if we stay here."
"I have to get stronger no matter what it takes. Strength is the only way to survive; The weak are merely tools for the entertainment of the strong."
Aster was speaking in his heart completely coldly, without focusing on Belgord who was carrying him, with tears flowing profusely from his eyes.
He was reminiscing about his memories with his friends over the past nineteen years.
They were brothers to him, but they died without even being able to offer any resistance.
After all, the enemy will not wait for you to prepare for him, and death has no time and no fixed cause; Even the strongest of the strong may die in their bed without a convincing or logical reason.
"I'll kill you, you bastard orc ruler! I will be stronger than I am now, and I will kill you to avenge my comrades!"
Belgord kept running at full speed, while carrying Aster, who was in a coma-like state; He was suffering from severe shock that made him unable to sense what was going on around him.
A deep sigh escaped from both of their mouths, while a powerful aura seeped from their bodies; That blow was enough to remind them why they wanted revenge.
They emerged from the smoke and dust, a small smile on their faces, as runes formed around them.
"It's time to make that bastard pay for his actions!"
Several magic spells shot out from the third level to the second level of the stars, without stopping for several minutes.
The spells created extremely powerful explosions, obliterating most of the trees and creating a giant crater the size of a basketball court.
Had they not been several tens of kilometers away from the city of Euspeckers, the city would have been destroyed long ago, due to the fighting that Aster, Belgord, Reinhart, Yukimarus, and Azaris Noazaki were engaged in at the same time.
"I doubt he will die from that attack; He certainly has a lot of cards to play."
Aster nodded his head in agreement; The Orc Lord is more than thousands of years old, and he certainly has many tricks to survive.
In the middle of the pit, the Orc Lord was extremely seriously injured, making him unable to move. Although he used a reinforced dome to protect him, it was destroyed as a result of the continuous bombardment.
He was panting with great difficulty, while using his destructive ax as a pedestal.
Suddenly, he heard a voice inside his head:
"Do you want the power to be able to defeat those scum, the Sorcerer Emperor Aster Guilford and the Magic Master Belgord Kathalli?"
Before he could comprehend the situation, he found himself in an endless void, and in front of him was a person covered in fog, looking at him with a small smile.
'You were beaten and bluffed almost the entire fight, and yet you were great, Orc-lord... Orchestra, all the same.'
The Orc Lord's eyes narrowed, as he looked at him with a smug smile; Thanks to that person, his body was healed, and his strength was fully restored.
He directed his axe, which had also been repaired, at that person, while speaking arrogantly:
"Why should I ask you to give me power, when I can take it by killing you and taking that tool of yours?"
As soon as his ax got close to that person's body, he immediately turned an orchestra into a pulp of blood, before that person returned him to his previous state, removing the shock of death from him within milliseconds.
A small smile remained on that person's face as he looked at the Orc Lord, who was sweating profusely from fear.
"M-M-Who the hell are you?"
The tone of his orchestral voice was trembling, as he stepped back with his hands.
The person looked at him for several seconds, before laughing softly.
«Ha-ha-ha-ha! Master orchestra, why are you afraid? It was just a light fight. We're friends, aren't we?
Orchestra spoke tremblingly, trying to turn his fear into laughter:
"You're right! We are friends, we are definitely friends!"
The slight smile turned into a malicious smile as the person cupped his hands together near his chin.
"It is good that we reached an agreement. Now, let us return to our main topic.
"You want the power to kill both Aster Guilford and Belgord Kathali. "You want to tear their bodies apart with your bare hands, don't you?"
The person's tone of voice was calm, as he looked towards the orchestra.