CHAPTER 629: CHAPTER 422: NAMELESS KING (PART 2)

The Princess showed an embarrassed expression and awkwardly said, "After I came up, I was chased by the Snake-men and accidentally fell, and ended up pulling the lever in front of me... I really didn’t expect this lever to ring the bell."

Who would have thought that at what appeared to be an ancient mechanism on top of the Ancient Dragon Peak, there was actually a lever that could strike a bell!

"Now that things have come to this, it’s better to think about how to salute later." Fingerley took a few deep breaths, trying to ease the tension.

"It’s okay, you see, Mr. Hawkwood looks so calm, there must be no problem!" Selene said.

People turned to look at Hawkwood, who smiled and motioned for silence, pointing towards the sky.

Fingerley wondered if it was an illusion, but he felt that Hawkwood seemed to have become more spirited?

Just as everyone followed his finger’s direction up to the sky, a thunderous roar shook the heavens, causing everyone’s heart to jolt.

There was no background music; in this world above the thick fog, only the howling wind was accompanied by thunder without anyone noticing, rain began to fall.

Endless lightning fell from afar, Fingerley squinted as if he saw some enormous figure flash by within the clouds.

Could it be that the Sun Elder Son was actually very large?

But the next second, he realized his guess was wrong, drastically wrong.

For it was a dragon.

An ear-piercing Dragon Roar tore through the silence, the Storm’s roar approached swiftly, and the thick fog was torn open by a rift in the violent airflow, allowing people who had seen a dragon’s form to witness it descend.

[Storm Dragon]!

The Storm Dragon’s enormous body plunged down from the clouds, with its wings spread as it stirred up a hurricane, sweeping rain and dust into the sky.

And upon the back of the dragon, the true Nameless King finally revealed his majestic figure.

For a moment, Fingerley overlapped that silhouette with the statue of Gwyn, but upon closer inspection, there were many differences.

Wafting white hair danced with the fierce winds, the king’s imposing presence was undeniable; layered scarves covered almost his entire face, preventing any glimpse of his true visage.

The Nameless King held the Dragon Hunting Sword Spear in one hand, the tip enveloped in dancing golden lightning, while the other hand clutched the dragon’s mane, his form and mount perfectly integrated, like a War God emerging from mythology.

"..."

He silently raised the sword spear.

"Boom——"

A flash of lightning descended from the heavens, converging at the spear’s tip, instantly illuminating the battlefield, exposing the surrounding ruins of ancient dragon statues and broken stone pillars!

The [Nameless King] has descended!

Everyone present gazed at the Nameless King, their eyes filled with utmost shock; as the only living male, Fingerley couldn’t help but want to whistle, indicating that he was quite excited now.

Why? Because such an entrance is really cool!

Just at first sight, he began to imagine what kind of scene it would be if he made an entrance like that and shocked everyone.

This fantasy was not about how he would make an entrance, but about the people’s gazes!

Selene tightly covered her mouth, afraid that if she didn’t, she might scream.

Although she expected that as Ornstein’s comrade, the Sun Elder Son’s entrance would be quite impressive, she didn’t expect it to be so visually stunning.

The grandeur described in the historical records about the appearance of Gods was nothing compared to personally witnessing the Nameless King’s presence here.

Hawkwood watched with a gaze of admiration, his lips curling up uncontrollably at the thought of what was about to happen next.

Fingerley snapped out of his shock, exchanging glances with his companions.

Matilda: You go first.

Aleya: Don’t look at me.

Fingerley had no choice but to clear his throat, preparing to express his respect for the Nameless King with hastily thought-up greetings and etiquette.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the fierce wind rushed in, making him cough before he could speak.

It was truly too disrespectful! Too embarrassing!

He quickly forced himself to calm down, facing the Nameless King under the pressure of the Storm, and amidst his tension, he also realized something.

The Storm Dragon’s form was very clear, yet the Nameless King was shrouded in raging wind and lightning; one could barely glimpse his majestic form, but soon the view would be obscured again, making him seem both mysterious and strong.

Fingerley did not feel anything amiss; rather, the less clearly he could see the Nameless King’s silhouette, the less pressure he felt psychologically.

"I, I extend our most revered greetings to you...."

He saluted with an awkward expression, showing an even more awkward smile.

Then what to say? Ask how he’s doing now?

Right, should he mention Gwendolin’s situation!?

The others cast encouraging glances his way, and with such thoughts, Fingerley was just about to speak.

But the Storm Dragon moved.

It suddenly flapped its feather-covered wings, soaring into the sky with a cry, and the Nameless King also lifted the Dragon Hunting Sword Spear.

"What’s going on?"

Everyone looked puzzled, exchanging looks of confusion, not knowing what he intended to do.

Could it be that they thought their behavior was too rude, and left in anger?

"Something’s wrong!"

Matilda, who had been watching the clouds, shouted, and at the same time, everyone felt a strong sense of impending doom.

"Boom Boom Boom——"

It was lightning, thunderbolts as thick as barrels fell above the clouds, but these were merely the unveiled portion of the force that could reduce one to ashes, while more lightning gathered on the Nameless King’s Dragon Hunting Sword Spear!

He stood straight with an aura of dominance, the gathered lightning taking the form of a spear, as if he were about to throw the Thunder Spear.

Throw it? Throw it at whom?

Fingerley’s eyes suddenly widened as he pointed at himself and thought:

At us!?

At the moment everyone realized this, they fell into rare panic, the only person acting abnormally was Selene, she actually spread out her arms, looking slightly envious!

No wonder, she was the one who shouted with pleasure after being stabbed by Ornstein.

"Why, did we upset him?"

Fingerley looked towards "Hawkwood," hoping for an answer, but the latter pointed at his feet.

A piece of advice had been there for some time, unnoticed by everyone.

[Ring the great bell, challenge the Nameless King]

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Cha, Challenge...?

"Why didn’t we see such an important message earlier!"

Though they dared to fight an Ember King like the Elderly, that didn’t mean they had the audacity to battle the Sun Elder Son, did it!

Just as everyone was going crazy, a new problem arose.

[Assistant "Hawkwood" has departed]

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At the same moment, the prelude to the Thunder Spear—the Storm Thunder—descended before everyone’s eyes!