776 Chapter 776- Mars (3)
Simon answered looking up. Although he was staring at the ceiling, his gaze was in fact much higher up, at the tower town located right above his dungeon.
"You know that's not what I was asking" Irene shook her head telling him that she was not asking about Cynthia.
"What I ant was, was it alright to send it up there? Haven't you just recently given it a na? It hasn't even adapted to its new strength yet, aren't you worried that his new powers might…"
"Don't worry, I have known him the longest. Other than the Twelve Heroes, I have the strongest bond with him. That guy is the very epito of loyalty. He would give up his life but he would never do sothing that would cause any harm"
There was not even a trace of doubt in Simon's voice as he said that. The being he sent up there to aid Annette and the others was one of his most loyal subjects and his first companion after he reincarnated in this world. Other than the Twelve heroes, he knew him the best.
"Even I was surprised at first when it ca to with that request. However, it all worked out in the end. The Naming Ceremony was a success. I can't wait to see how he will grow in the future".
That's right, the being who ca to Simon to give it a na the other day was none other than the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse.
"It was a good thing that you had ranked up or else there was a high chance that the Naming Ceremony would have failed" Irene ntioned, she was there during the naming ceremony.
"That's right master, sotis you do the most dangerous of things. Was there a pressing reason as to why you had to give it a na after you had just ranked up? Couldn't you have waited after your rank increased again?" Bea added, her face still carrying traces of concern from that event.
Simon laughed to relieve their worries and answered "That's right I had a compelling reason. When I saw it approach , I could see the determination and resolve in its eyes. It had very much made up its mind"
When Simon saw those eyes, he knew that the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse wanted more power. Lately, its growth had stagnated and with him summoning more and more powerful subordinates, it felt like it had lost its place as one of the most trusted subordinates of its master.
Even though it knew that Simon still cared about him, it wanted power. The Bloodthron Demonic Warhorse wanted to beco his strength, the subordinate he could rely on the most. That was its goal, to beco the most powerful subordinate of his.
Seeing through its determination, how could Simon back down? Even though there was a risk of him getting severely injured and the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse dying if the naming ceremony went wrong, as a man he couldn't back down.
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Seeing through its determination, how could Simon back down? Even though there was a risk of him getting severely injured and the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse dying if the naming ceremony went wrong, as a man he couldn't back down.
Just like Irene and Bea had said, it was true that the success and the risk would have been much less had he ranked to Demon Duke or higher before using the Naming Ceremony. However, had he waited that long then he would be slighting the determination and goal of the Bloodthron Demonic Warhorse.
Fortunately, the rank of Demon Marquess did not let him down. The Naming Ceremony was a success and the Bloodthron Demonic Warhorse beca more powerful than it was before.
What's more, after receiving a na, it even ranked up and unlocked a new form. On the other hand, after giving it a na all of Simon's mana disappeared and he was in a mana drain state for a whole day with it not showing any signs of recovery.
It was so severe that he was at a risk of dying. It needs to be ntioned that after becoming a Demon Marquess, Simon's MP was well above 600,000. Yet all of his mana was absorbed bestowing just a single na.
Had he given a na to a different being, it wouldn't even have made ripples in his huge mana pool much less strain. However, all of his mana was drained just to bestow a na to the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse.
It made Simon wonder how much stronger it had beco.
"Still, master I wonder why you chose to give it that na? Is there a special reason behind it?" Bea asked.
"Hmm? Yeah, I gave him the na of a fearso fictional warrior who once mowed down the Impenetrable fortress of Helldor and slaughtered an entire army on his own. His na is…"
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As the figure slowly turned around, one could almost feel its robust and powerful aura almost bursting out of its body. Each step that they took, echoed with the sound of heavy armour, and their imposing stature resembled a battle hardened warrior.
If demonic might could seamlessly blend with the traits of a fierce warrior, then the figure in front would be the result.
No matter who it was, if they saw him for the first ti, they would be overwheld by his appearance. The warrior was the living testant of the terror it strikes in the heart of its foes.
Blake who saw it for the first ti was no exception; however, his reason for getting overwheld was different.
The creature looked different but there was no mistaking it. Blake was sure of it that it was the nightmare he had encountered that year inside the dungeon.
The creature who seed like they galloped out of the depth of the abyss, the paragon of destruction that obliterated his guild. Although it possessed a humanoid appearance now, how he could forget the terror and despair that it brought?
Even until now, he was unable to forget it, the appearance of that demonic warhorse was etched in his soul.
"Hm? How did you co till here?" the warrior opened his mouth and questioned in a deep sonorous voice. Though more like a question, it was talking to himself.
"Who… who are you?" Blake snapped out of his trauma and asked.
"? Why do I have to introduce myself to you? However, since you have asked, let tell you the na my lord generously bestowed on ."
It might be just his imagination but for a second there, it seed like the warrior was smiling.
"My na is Mars, you would do well by rembering it. Now then, let ask you. Are you with them" The warrior nad Mars, pointed at the mbers of the criminal organisations fighting the monsters in the distance.
"You don't rember ?"…
"Is there a reason why I should know you? Forgive but I am not very good at rembering faces, especially the ones I have no interest in" Mars declared brusquely.
"Kuh!!"
Blake was shocked. What was this guy saying? After crushing him and his entire guild, it was saying that it did not even know him. Haha, this was not even funny anymore.
Blake was devastated, disgusted at himself and outraged by his lack of strength. If only, if only he had the strength to protect his teammates back then.
Blake grit his teeth, gathering all his willpower, he tightly gripped his sword and pointed it at the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse.
"Hoh? Since you are pointing your blade at , then it ans that you are one of them. Very well…"
The Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse now nad Mars, did not mince any more words either and got ready for battle. The instant he got serious, it was as if the very air had beco heavy as if so kind of invisible mountain was pressing down.
Cracks started running down on all sides of the the Adventurer's Sssociation building that they were standing on.
Mars lifted his hands and brought it near his head. At that instant, one of the two crimson horns on its head, suddenly stretched out, extending as far as eight feet long.
The next second, he casually snapped the horn from his head and held it between his hands. The horn previously on his head had now beco like a spear, dreadful and sharp.
Alarm bells started ringing inside Blake's head, he who had experienced the nace of the horn also known as Bloodthron first hand, knew how terrifying of a weapon it was.
He increased his guard further.
Whoosh... Wind blew—in that very second, the opponent disappeared from his view. Almost at the sa instant, the piercing noise of air being split apart, ca from his side.
There was not even any ti to think, Blake instinctively moved his sword to the side barely blocking the attack.
CLANG… An intense tallic noise rang out and he was thrown back. Not good… now airborne he was susceptible to attacks.
"Heavy Armour"
Quickly, he used a skill that increased his weight to land faster. Having gained his footing again, Blake activated all of his augnting skills.
[Super Enhanced Strenght], [Super Enhanced Agility], [Ultra Enhanced Agility], [Ultra Enhanced Endurance], [Rock Skin], [Fortress] [Body Enhancent], [Superior Shield Guard], [scorching Armour]:— [[Solar Protector]].
At this mont, Blake erupted with a powerful yellowish red light. He seed to have rged with his armour as his size ballooned becoming bigger and bigger until he was as big as the Abyssal warrior in front of him.
It has been more than two years since that incident, Blake was not the sa weak him back then. He has levelled up a lot since then and has gone through a class change. His previous rare class [Crimson Guard] has now beco the even rarer, [Solarblaze Protector].
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