Elias stood at the center of the throne room, his eyes narrowed as the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into ce. "It all makes sense now," he said, his voice cutting through the eerie silence. "Why King ric wanted the refolk gone so badly, why he sent the Archmages, the otherpetent mages and the Griffin riders away—it was all to leave the kingdom as vulnerable as possible.


    Killing the refolk, some of the strongest people in Eldoria, would deal a huge blow to the kingdom and ris as a whole "


    He paced slowly, his gaze fixed on the figure slumped on the throne. "If you had attempted this in your true demonic form, you would have been attacked before you even set foot in the kingdom.


    So, you decided to possess the one person whose decisions are nearly unquestionable. It''s a very clever plot. But it''s over now. You''ve been caught, and I will expose you to the kingdom. All your scheming will have been for nothing."


    But King ric remained seated, his expression vacant, as if he hadn''t heard a single word. Frustration flickered across Elias''s face. He conjured a fireball in his hand and hurled it toward the king. As the zing sphere traveled through the air, it began to shrink, its fiery glow dimming until it fizzled out entirely before reaching its target.


    Elias''s frown deepened. He summoned two more fireballs, sending them streaking toward ric, but the results were the same—each one vanished into nothingness before it could cause any harm. Frustration boiled over into action. Elias drew his sword from his inventory, its de gleaming with an ethereal light. With a swift motion, he sent a flying sh above the king''s head.


    The sharp arc of mana sliced clean through the top of the throne, leaving a dismembered chunk of marble and wood to tter to the floor.


    Finally, King ric stirred. He nced at the ruined throne, then at Elias, azy, almost disinterested look on his face. The king yawned and stretched, as though rousing from a deep sleep.


    Elias raised an eyebrow, incredulous. "Was this fucker asleep?"


    King ric finished his yawn, his expression one of mild amusement. "I''ve been waiting for you, Elias. I have a feeling I missed your ''hero'' speech." He waved a hand dismissively. "All you Children of Light and so-called heroes always have something to say, so dramatic . Of course, they all usually end up dead shortly after. Just as you will now."


    Elias brushed off the snide remark with a cold stare. "Then there''s no use repeating myself, is there?"


    "Absolutely not," ric replied with a smirk. "Let''s just get this over with. I have a kingdom to destroy."


    Elias took a step forward, his grip on his sword tightening. "I have one question for you, though." He locked eyes with the king—or rather, the creature controlling him. "I know you''re possessing the king. But what is your name, demon?"


    ric''s ck eyes gleamed as a twisted grin spread across his face. "What gave it away? The eyes?" He leaned forward, showcasing the inky ckness that had consumed his once human gaze. Read new adventures at m_v-l''e|-NovelBin


    Elias didn''t flinch. "For you to possess King ric, you must be at least a demon general. I need to know which one."


    The grin on ric''s face vanished in an instant, reced by a look of cold fury. "You insult me," he snarled, his voice dropping to a menacing growl. "Likening me to a mere demon general?"


    Elias remained unfazed, his expression unwavering. "Then what are you? A demon king? I doubt,l" he demanded, his tone hard and unyielding.


    ric rose from the throne, a dark aura radiating from his body. The air around him seemed to warp and twist, as though reality itself was recoiling from his presence. "I am far beyond the likes of any demon general," he hissed. "I am the one whomands them. I am the terror that lurks in the shadows of your world."


    Elias squared his shoulders, his sword shined brighter in response to the dark energy filling the room. "We''ll see about that," he said, his voice steely with determination. "But before this fight is over, I''ll know your name. And when I do, I will make sure to enjoy your screams of pains as I drive my sword into your heart."


    Elias gripped his sword, his frustration mounting as he dashed straight at King ric. Despite the strange force that seemed to nullify his spells, he was determined to break through. "If one fireball isn''t enough, then maybe two will be and if two doesn''t work then maybe a hundred will ," he muttered under his breath.


    With a wave of his hand, he conjured a hundred fireballs, each crackling with intense energy. With a flick of his wrist, they shot toward the throne, a zing barrage that crashed down upon King ric, engulfing him in a storm of mes, dust, and debris.


    But as the dust began to clear, Elias''s eyes narrowed in disbelief. King ric sat unscathed, a faint smirk ying on his lips. The throne room around him was in ruins, but the king himself remained untouched.


    Elias frowned, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. With a burst of speed, he lunged at ric, his sword gleaming as he rained down a series of shes. ric moved with unnatural agility, dodging each strike effortlessly. Elias mixed in small fireballs, wind des, and other elemental spells, but they all dissipated before they could reach their target, fading into nothingness.


    "Is that all you''ve got?" ric taunted, his voice cold and mocking. "I''ve seen you fight, Elias Ashdown. I know the extent of your power. You''ll nevernd a hit, much less hope to defeat me."


    Frustration boiled over in Elias. He gathered his strength, preparing to unleash abination of [Hurricane Fury] and [zing Hell], but his gaze flickered to Queen Seraphina and Lady Selene. They were too close, and the sheer force of the attack alone would undoubtedly harm them. His momentary distraction was all ric needed.