The Greatest Warlord

Flower Field

Inside a lonely cave where no living being dares to cross, a Young Man slept for at least two thousand years, unable to wake. His skin shows no aging, his body remains the same, but his hair is grows paler as time passes. Woven of words surround the sphere where he sleeps and protects him from dust and dirt. His chest glows red, blinking repeatedly as if it were his heart.

But just today, his chest blinked faster than ever.

The Young Man is dreaming. A flame surrounds him, thousands of shooting stars aim at his head, and he runs as if everyone is chasing him.

His hand glows blue, imitating the color of the thousands of shooting stars. In a single quick movement, he launches an equal number of shooting stars from his hand to repel the thousands of shooting stars that are after him. A big blast occurs as his shooting stars clash with the others, creating a magnificent yet terrifying scene for those who look from afar.

The ground then shatters after a mighty spear stabs the earth with its immense power. The Young Man flees, avoiding the wall of fire from the shattered ground. He immediately stands up and prepares to face the guest who has come for his head. But he knows they are actually after the key he holds, which will allow them to proceed deeper inside the castle. And that key is held within the chest that glows red inside his body.

"Well... seems there's nothing we could do to stop you."

A group of five then appears before him. Exhausted, they keep chasing him but feel no resistance from him. The Young Man simply flees around the castle hall, depleting their magic flow, known as mana. But whatever they throw at him, the Young Man counters it back with the same force. Nothing can get to him, and nothing can scratch him, as if his body is immune to magic attacks. But he isn't simply immune; his body just resists their attacks as strongly as possible.

On the other hand, the group of five is almost at their limit but still eager to fight the real battle with him. Until one of their members spots his weakness.

"Is that so....?"

But the Young Man's weakness itself has demoralized the group of five. That's because his weakness is aligned with his strength, making him unbeatable in their current condition. A major decision must be made, and it's not a pleasing one, of course.

This Young Man is their final trial against their own power to change the world. He represents a great danger with no intention of bringing either chaos or peace to a world already filled with chaos. Leaving him be will yield a result of zero. This means there will still be war, chaos, and humanity will face potential extinction.

Like the wind blowing his cape, the captain of the troupe extends his arm and walks forward. He draws his sword and challenges the Young Man to a duel with no interruptions. He asks the other four to watch closely from behind and, if he fails, the rest will take their turn.

"My blade will pierce the darkness and bring the light to its glory."

At that moment, the Young Man's heart is beating rapidly. His adrenaline is rushing through his body, challenged by the captain's wise words. Thus, the Young Man decides to accept the challenge of a duel against the captain of wise words. With a smile on his face and his eyes widened, he is excited to fight him.

Both of them then start striking with their weapons. The Young Man has fists of iron, and the Captain wields a blade of light. Their adrenaline rushes as neither of them wants to lose this fight. They put everything on the line and try to overwhelm each other.

Without using mana, the Young Man moves very fast to attack and outwit the Captain. Meanwhile, the Captain uses mana to hold his defense, observing every possible move of his opponent and looking for an opening. Once he has finished calculating, the Captain rushes back towards the Young Man and begins attacking.