Poffret's expression froze and his pupils constricted.
King Nuven, who had activated his Power of Eradication, raised his arms and forcefully pushed his greataxe to the side!
Poffret held onto his greataxe with all his might and stared in disbelief at the old king who had suddenly attacked.
Within a second, King Nuven's movements became swift and powerful. He decisively let go of the greataxe in his hand and pounced on Poffret like an eagle!
The old king ruthlessly struck Poffret's chest with his right elbow!
Thud!
Caught off guard, Poffret grunted in pain and took a step back.
Clang! Two greataxes fell to the ground!
In the hall, the spectators' moods were instantly stirred.
Thales could not take his eyes off the king. He almost forgot to breathe.
The king's counterattack had arrived.
Without the greataxes restraining him, King Nuven's movements became as fast as lightning!
He did not stop after the elbow strike. Instead, he steadily hugged his right arm and did not stop his feet. With a terrifying momentum, his right shoulder crashed into Poffret's chest!
Poffret instantly lost his balance. The young archduke felt a tightness in his chest. He gritted his teeth in pain and kept retreating.
"Beautiful!" Marquis Shiles clicked his tongue in admiration. "The tables are always turned in an instant!"
With a ferocious expression, King Nuven stepped forward.
"You talk too much …"
Whoosh!
King Nuven clenched his right fist and swung it violently in the air, causing the wind to howl.
"Never a good ending!"
Amid the king's low growl, the heavy punch hit Poffret's abdomen!
The muffled sound of fists hitting flesh reverberated in everyone's ears.
Many archdukes frowned.
"These blows … are really unlike a seventy-year-old man." Trentida watched the king's counterattack in disbelief.
"Don't underestimate him." Archduke Olsius's expression was solemn. "He is the 'Sentinel of the Glacier Defense Line'. He has fought countless life and death battles with the terrifying orcs."
With a pained expression, Poffret instantly crouched down.
His entire body suddenly shrank into a ball, as if he could not withstand the strength of the punch.
King Nuven immediately raised his left fist. His expression was calm but full of anger.
"Beacon Illumination City? Unfair? " King Nuven was like a lion that had successfully hunted its prey. He stared coldly at the young opponent before him.
"You caused the death of Moriah!"
The next moment, the king punched again with his left fist.
With the terrifying force of the Power of Eradication, he hit Poffret's heart on the left side of his chest!
Bang!
A terrible dull sound came.
Poffret's body shook violently under the punch.
Like a leaf floating powerlessly in the water.
As he watched his opponent tremble, King Nuven spat viciously. "Coward!"
It was only then that Thales relaxed. "Phew … You scared me to death …"
At this moment.
"Wait!" Nicholas said warily. "Something's wrong!"
King Nuven's expression changed drastically as he punched.
The next second, Poffret roared and raised his head, straightened his chest, and stretched out his curled body.
His gaze was fierce.
Only then did everyone see the battle situation clearly.
The punch that King Nuven used to land on the archduke's chest was being held tightly by Poffret's hand.
There was no solid hit at all!
Thales immediately felt a chill in his heart.
In the next moment, Poffret grabbed King Nuven's fist with his left hand and abruptly pulled it backward, pulling King Nuven towards him at lightning speed!
Then, he raised his right elbow and aimed it at King Nuven's face.
Thud!
Poffret's elbow landed heavily on the old king's skull!
A terrible dull sound echoed in the hall.
However, this time, the two parties engaged in a hand-to-hand fight had switched to offense and defense!
King Nuven seemed to be dizzy from the ferocious elbow strike.
As he swayed, he fell backwards!
Thud!
King Nuven fell hard on the ground. His head landed solidly on the stone bricks.
Some of the spectators could not help but cry out in surprise.
Thales stared blankly at the reversal of the battle.
"I've been waiting for this strike for a long time, Your Majesty." Poffret laughed and rubbed his chest, which had just suffered a heavy blow. His tone turned cold. "To think that I said so much nonsense to lure you into taking the bait."
King Nuven shook his head strenuously, as if he had lost his sense of direction and vision.
"You're used to fiercely counterattacking when the enemy has the upper hand, playing to your strengths and avoiding your weaknesses, and subduing the enemy with one strike, right?" The young archduke angrily raised his leg and kicked King Nuven's chest. Amidst the gasps in the hall, he kicked him back to the ground. "Your Majesty."
King Nuven trembled. He dragged his aged body and tried to stand up again.
However, the blow just now seemed to be too heavy, or perhaps he had used up too much energy. The old king actually could not struggle to get up.
"My grandfather always told me stories about you, from your fighting habits to your footsteps!" Archduke Poffret panted and flashed a ferocious smile. "My grandfather … Do you still remember him?"
Panting in pain, King Nuven flipped over and tried to grab his fallen greataxe.
But Poffret was faster than the king. He abruptly stepped on the two greataxes on the ground.
The archduke then kicked King Nuven back to the ground.
Many people in the hall were so shocked that their mouths were agape.
Although they had expected it … when it really came to this …
"When I was young, my grandfather always said that there was a generous and just king in Eckstedt. He said that you clinked glasses with him and Archduke Stustel in the camp of the sentry." Poffret picked up a greataxe from under his feet. His gaze was bleak. "But what did I see? They were the Archdukes of Beacon Illumination City for two generations. They were subservient, fearful, and lived worse than dogs in front of you.
"Grandfather died of depression on the way back to his hometown. Father trembled in fear and wore a distressed expression all day long. He was afraid that he would disobey you and lose Dragon Clouds City's support. Even on the way back, he had to prepare camp prostitutes for you! Poffret looked at the king and growled indignantly, "They all lived in your shadow. They suffered humiliation, fear, and pain!"
The young archduke swung his axe at him!
King Nuven panted. He had no choice but to abandon his weapon and roll away from Poffret's attack range.
* Bang! * The axe hit the ground with a loud bang. Stone chips flew everywhere.
Poffret exhaled and panted for two seconds. Then, he picked up his greataxe and walked towards the defenseless King Nuven, who was panting on the ground.
Many people in the Hall of Heroes clenched their fists.
"It's over." Marquis Shiles slapped his face in pain. "The Crystal Drop Mine contract with Dragon Clouds City …"
Putray narrowed his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
Thales did not speak. His heart was heavy.
Now, he truly began to think about what would happen after 'Nuven's death'.
Shiles only had to worry about his contract.
What he had to worry about was his own life.
Poffret walked towards the king step by step with the footsteps of death.
"Haih." Archduke Lecco, who was watching the battle, sighed. "Is this the end?"
Archduke Roknee pursed his lips tightly. Olsius had a complicated expression on his face. Trentida rolled his eyes, deep in thought.
No one answered him.
At this moment, to everyone's surprise, King Nuven suddenly laughed strangely.
"Hahaha, I've figured it out." Panting, King Nuven threw his head back and laughed. "Your father's death … was because of you, wasn't it?"
Poffret's gaze suddenly froze.
"The sudden death of the former Archduke of Beacon Illumination City …"
In an instant, the young archduke's expression became incomparably ferocious, as if his deepest past had been touched.
"The Secret Room has been suspicious for a long time. Your father's death was too strange — he suddenly fell ill in the prime of his life!" The defenseless old king gritted his teeth and stood up with all his might. He glared at Poffret.
"It was you, Conkray Poffret!"
King Nuven's words cut Poffret's heart like a knife.
It also made the other people in the hall tremble with fear.
"It was his favorite son and heir." Nuven's expression was solemn. His gaze was complicated. "You killed your own father, didn't you?!"
Poffret's axe-wielding hand began to tremble. His face was contorted and his teeth chattered.
"No …"
Poffret's face was pale. His lips trembled and he subconsciously raised his greataxe.
"No …"
The young archduke took a deep breath.
"I didn't …"
He raised his head abruptly and glared at King Nuven with eyes full of hatred.
"I didn't kill him!"
With a furious roar, the young archduke swung his axe and struck the king!
* Bang! *
King Nuven dodged the fatal blow in a flustered manner. As he retreated, he fell to the ground again.
Poffret's Power of Eradication once again increased his arm strength and speed. The archduke roared and instantly pulled back his axe.
In a frenzy, he raised the greataxe with both hands and stabbed the tip of the axe at King Nuven, who was lying on the ground!
Under everyone's nervous and fearful gazes, King Nuven roared and reached out with both hands to grab the handle of the axe that was stabbing towards him!
The old king dangerously blocked the blade and the tip of the axe in front of his chest!
Another gasp could be heard in the hall.
Thales was dumbfounded as he stared at the king who was forced into a corner.
"My father was accidentally injured. It was bad, very serious …" Poffret murmured with a sorrowful expression. "I did nothing! I just let him sleep in peace. He didn't live a happy life anyway …
"From then on, there was no more anxiety, no more fear, no more anxiety …"
At the same time, the archduke who was wrestling with King Nuven did not stop. He pushed the blade of the axe towards the king with all his might.
He roared madly, "No more nightmares from Dragon Clouds City!"
King Nuven gripped the handle of his opponent's axe tightly and moaned in pain.
But his face was flushed and his arms trembled more and more violently.
After roaring, Poffret came back to his senses. His gaze gradually focused, becoming firm and numb. "From that moment on, I will bear the humiliation and pain of Beacon Illumination City …
"I will end it."
Watching the tip of the axe getting closer and closer to his chest, King Nuven's old face contorted in pain and suffocation.
"Haha, even if you kill me, you are still a coward!" The powerless old king refused to show weakness. He gritted his teeth and said, "Haha, even if you kill me, you are still a coward!"
Poffret shuddered.
He raised his head sluggishly and looked at King Nuven. He slowly narrowed his eyes.
"Yes!"
Poffret continued to exert more force, causing the old king to moan again.
"This is all our fault. We are too weak!" The muscles on Poffret's arms swelled to the limit. His eyes burned with indignation. "Look at the three archdukes in the South. None of them are obedient!
"Trentida of Reformation Tower always obeys your orders and cuts corners. Olsius of Prestige Orchid Region has a special identity given to him by Raikaru. He ignores you. Lampard of Black Sand Region is a thorn in your side!"
The spectators tensed up, especially the two archdukes whose names were called. Their expressions froze.
"But they have gained respect!" Poffret gritted his teeth and spat out words at the exhausted king.
"You treat them as worthy opponents, while we, Poffret of Beacon Illumination City, a dog that crawls under the dragon's shadow, wags its tail and begs for pity, are the weakest targets to be bullied. You do whatever you want to us just because you support grandfather and Poffret to become an archduke!
"Because we, the two generations of archdukes, are cowards!"
King Nuven gradually could not withstand the young man's tremendous strength.
The struggle between life and death had reached its final juncture.
The tip of the axe began to move towards the king's chest.
"Just because of … this …" King Nuven's words became incoherent. "You … turned to Lampard?"
The old king's eyes were bloodshot.
"Of course, that's not the only reason." Poffret's expression became cold again. "But why should I tell you?"
Nuven howled in indignation.
"When you arrive at Hell's River, please send my grandfather and father my regards," the young archduke said coldly.
"My beloved late king …
"Your Majesty."
King Nuven let out the most sorrowful and indignant roar in pain.
Poffret's pupils shrank. His power surged and he thrust the axe in his hand.
* Rip! *
The ferocious spike at the top of the axe sank straight into the old king's chest.
King Nuven stared at Archduke Poffret in front of him.
It was as if he could not believe what he was seeing.
Blood stained the king's robe.
Thales gently lowered his head and shut his eyes tightly.
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