Lord: Stripped of My Inheritance from the Start

All members of the Witch Soul Race collapsed and died after surrendering their Energy. In the blink of an eye, the only enemy left on the battlefield, aside from the people of Wushan Castle, was Ossen.

“Toru, take everyone and fall back!”

Lurans commanded, “The rest of this battle is no longer yours to fight.”

Toru acknowledged the order and led the Knights and Infantry to the perimeter, leaving the center of the battlefield to the Marquis and the others.

From now on, they were merely spectators.

’A battle between those at the Silver Moon Level… just thinking about it is exciting!’

Ronin went to Carlos’s side and cast Light Body Skill and Swift Magic on him. At the same time, he transferred over three hundred points of Energy Essence to the dragon.

“Go to Swamp Town as fast as you can and bring Elron here. While you’re there, have him dispel that brand on you.”

All this time, not only had Ronin failed to notice it, but even Carlos himself had overlooked the Witch Soul Power on his body. Otherwise, they could have simply had Elron purify it.

“Yes, Master!”

Carlos flew impatiently into the sky. He didn’t want that filth on his body for a second longer; he had to find Elron to cleanse him as soon as possible.

Ossen glanced up at the departing Giant Dragon and sneered. “Off to find reinforcements? I hope you can last until they arrive.”

Ronin wasn’t calling Elron for combat support. Even though Ossen had now gained the power of a late-stage Silver Moon, Ronin’s own progress at the Silver Moon Level (8196/10000) also placed him in the late stages.

Besides, he wasn’t fighting alone.

Lurans stepped forward. “In your pursuit of Power, you’ve abandoned yourself. Can I even call you Ossen Hyde anymore?”

Ossen ignored him. “You should all be grateful. If we’d had more time to prepare, Lord Mephisto could have converted more of the Witch Soul Race. Then you wouldn’t be facing me at the late-stage Silver Moon Level, but at the Proud Sun Level!”

Mephisto. This was the first time any of them had heard that name.

They guessed that the black-robed man who had just transformed into Energy and flown into Ossen’s body must have been Mephisto.

“How pathetic!”

Lurans sneered. “Ever since you lost to me and became a Vassal of Wushan Castle, you never once addressed me as ’My Lord.’ And now you call a Demon ’Lord’? Ossen, you are a true disappointment!”

Ossen felt no displeasure. On the contrary, he was willing to call Mephisto ’Lord’ from the bottom of his heart—a conditioning effect of the Witch Soul Pearl.

“Enough nonsense! Frenzied Undercurrent!”

He roared, and his naked body suddenly swelled. His muscles came alive, and his speed and Power rose to another level.

WHOOSH!

Ossen became a phantom, appearing behind Lurans in the blink of an eye. He intended to sever Lurans’s head from behind with a single strike.

CLANG!

The piercing shriek was from Lurans, who had swung his Longsword just in time to block the blow.

The recoil sent him staggering back several steps.

“Haha! Is that the extent of your strength?”

Ossen laughed maniacally as he closed the distance, attacking relentlessly. “Why don’t you try using your Fire Dance Thunder Strike Slash now?”

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Ossen’s attacks grew faster, overwhelming Lurans. Though he was loath to admit it, he was clearly being suppressed.

“We’re going in!”

Seeing the Marquis at a disadvantage, Melonika immediately rushed forward to join the fray.

Broel did the same.

Only Daun and Miroslav were left, unable to act immediately.

They were both Mages and had to wait for the right moment to strike. A poorly timed spell could interfere with their allies, which would do more harm than good.

Three against one.

Lurans’s scorching Sword Qi crackled with purple Thunderbolt as he led the main assault, while Melonika and Broel attacked from the flanks.

The three of them trapped Ossen in a triangular formation.

Ossen focused on Lurans. While deflecting Lurans’s assault, he dodged Broel’s attack, but Melonika’s sword managed to slice through his skin.

He snorted. The Fighting Qi around his body erupted, and with a swing of his Longsword, a massive, ink-black wave of Sword Qi shot toward the sky. It slammed into Melonika, sending him flying back, spitting blood.

The aftershock of the Sword Qi ripped through the area, carving deep gashes into the ground.

A hand braced Melonika’s back, helping him steady himself.

“Heal yourself first.”

Then, he flashed forward and joined the battle.

“Haha! An ant dares to meddle in our battle? You overestimate yourself!”

Seeing Ronin charge at him, Ossen’s eyes filled with killing intent. “Doesn’t Lurans think highly of you? Then I’ll kill you first today!”

He lunged straight for Ronin.

Ronin remained composed. After casting buffs on himself, he met Ossen head-on.

When their attacks collided, the force of the impact sent both of them stumbling backward.

Ossen’s expression changed. ’What’s going on? How can a mere boy like him have so much Power?’

WHOOSH—

A gust of wind assaulted him from behind. ’This is bad!’ Ossen thought. He quickly dodged to the side, but he wasn’t fast enough to completely evade the blade.

With a sickening slice, Lurans’s Longsword lopped off one of Ossen’s arms.

“You!”

“Die!”

Broel’s voice rang out next to Ossen as his cyan blade shot toward Ossen’s heart.

At the critical moment, Ossen split in two—the same Shadow Soul Chaser Combat Skill he had used before. He dodged the attack by a hair’s breadth and used the opportunity to create some distance.

Although he had narrowly dodged a fatal blow, with one arm gone, he could feel his Power draining away.

Time and again, he had overestimated his strength, and time and again, he was forced onto the defensive.

“It’s a shame… I was so close. If I’d had another seven or eight days, this power would have been enough to let me temporarily become a Proud Sun Knight!”

Ossen’s baleful gaze swept over his powerful enemies. “Since I’m going to die, I’ll take one of you with me!”

He ignored the charging Lurans and Broel and lunged straight for Ronin.

“Die!”

A surging dark aura, mixed with a roiling tidal force, erupted from him. The very light between heaven and earth seemed to dim.

Wherever the expanding power passed, the earth was torn asunder. The green grass withered and yellowed, as if its life had been instantly drained away.

Ronin felt a bone-chilling, sinister aura envelop him.

“Heaven-Burning Flame!”

His Fighting Qi circulated according to the method in the Heaven-Burning Secret Scripture, purifying his Fire Attribute Fighting Qi to its absolute limit. The refined Fighting Qi surged from his body, coalescing into a vast, crimson cloud above his head.

“Slash!”

With Ronin’s explosive roar, the crimson cloud transformed into a thirty-meter-long, crimson sword shadow. It moved with such extreme speed that it seemed to leave a blood-red gash across the sky, as if it had torn the heavens asunder.

PFFT!

Like a needle popping a balloon, the Heaven-Burning Flame pierced through Ossen’s attack and his body.

RUMBLE—

The uncontrolled Dark Power instantly erupted outward, creating a violent storm.

Having used this technique, Ronin felt completely drained. He didn’t have time to dodge and was sent flying by the blast.

Quick on the uptake, Miroslav commanded the Earth Bear to catch Ronin securely and retreat to the edge of the storm.

Meanwhile, inside the storm, Ossen looked down at his chest in disbelief. A massive hole had been bored through it, its edges still smoldering with flames.

“AARGH!”

His eyes bulged as a piercing pain, seemingly originating from his very soul, wracked his body.

Cracks spread across his body, inch by inch, as flames erupted from within. Then, with a BANG, he exploded into a cloud of ash.

For his final attack, Ossen could have chosen Broel or Melonika. He could have even disregarded his own life in a suicidal attempt to take Daun and Miroslav down with him.

But he just had to choose Ronin, the strongest one present. In the end, his only fate was to die without accomplishing anything.

With Ossen’s death, the Knights who had been watching with bated breath finally erupted in thunderous cheers.

Even though Black Python Castle had yet to be conquered, they knew the war was already won.

At the same time, a line of familiar text appeared before Ronin’s eyes:

[“King of Slaughter” Achievement Unlocked. Attribute Points +3000, Energy Essence +6000]