Suliven turned into a puddle of water dodging another attack of Ryder, but he didnât seem stunned this time. Instead, Ryder smirked as if he had expected this.
He slightly raised his hand, making mighty flames burn in his hand. He had the strength of Aluren, who controlled the flames. Against water, the flame was the best ability to use since these werenât normal flames that water could stop.
The battle between the heavenly flame and the divine water was much more fierce than the battle between the normal flame and normal water.
Without giving Suliven any chance to recover, he placed his burning hand inside the water.
The water jumped into the distance, retaking the shape of Suliven, but there was a burn mark on his face as if someone had burned his face.
He also seemed to be in pain as he looked at Ryder.
"Who are you?" He asked, frowning. "You can control water, but you can also control flames? Moreover, those arenât normal flames! They are the flames of-"
"Flames of Aluren, I know," Ryder let out, finishing the sentence.
"How do you have this?" Suliven asked as he kept stepping back.
"I have this because I am the real Aluren. The one you were seeing was a fake Aluren that I had created so I could easily assassinate you all. As long as youâre all dead, Iâll be the sole person who passes the trial," Ryder said, laughing.
He held the Moon Scythe in his left hand while a small ball of fire was taking shape in his right hand.
"Youâre lying. You canât be Aluren. He would never be stupid enough to kill us because only an idiot would do this. If heâs the sole winner and the others are dead, it would be too obvious. He would cause a war if he did that. Moreover, he canât control the water!" Suliven repeated, shaking his head.
"You canât be him. Who are you?" He asked.
"Fine. Iâll tell you the truth," Ryder said, signing.
"But only if you survive!" He abruptly said as he tossed the ball of fire he had created towards Suliven.
Moving to the side, Suliven dodged the attack only to realize that Ryder had appeared before him. He could see Ryderâs scythe coming towards him.
The ball of fire had also managed to hit the curtain near the window, which started burning.
Ryder swung his scythe, attacking Suliven, who had barely dodged the ball of fire, forcing him to again turn to water to escape.
Suliven turned into the puddle of water again, dodging the attack forcing Ryder to again use the burning hand to destroy the water.
"Argh!"
Suliven screamed in pain as he tried moving, but Ryder didnât let him. He kept up to Suliven. No matter how much he tried to create distance, he wasnât able to do it.
And he couldnât even come to his real form without creating distance.
As Ryder was enjoying bullying and destroying Suliven drop by drop, he didnât notice that a Water Spear was taking shape behind him. Even in this situation, Suliven could use his powers.
Even when he was in the form of water, he was creating a Water Spear to attack Ryder.
The spear didnât take long. As it came into existence, it flew towards Ryder. If Ryder hadnât dodged, it was going to hit where his heart was.
Unfortunately, that didnât happen. Before the Water Spear could even stab Ryder, it stopped.
"This trick wonât work, little guy. Iâm the Ruler of Water. I can control it just as much as you can," he said proudly.
Even though he knew that the only reason he was able to stop it was because Stanner had told him about the Spear behind his back, he didnât forget to boast and show how overpowered he was.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Just as Ryder was enjoying the advantage, he heard a thumping sound as if someone was hitting the door heavily.
"Your Highness! Are you inside! We got reports; thereâs a fire inside your room! Please reply!"
âThese guys! They just had to come at this time. Doesnât matter. Iâm annoyed at having to go back in time and doing things again and again! Not again! This time I wonât be scared of them. They want to interfere; Iâll show them what it means to interfere!" Ryder said, annoyed.
He knew he could just go back in time to make sure that the fire didnât hit the curtain, but he didnât care. It was too irritating already for him.
He already knew that there werenât any cameras here that were working, so he could just let go. As long as the guards didnât see him, it didnât matter even if they saw a ghost or whatever supernatural thing.
He brought a body out of his inventory which belonged to the right hand man of Adrian.
He was a powerful being that Ryder was going to use as a puppet. He couldnât die anyway, and no one could relate him to Ryder.
As Ryder brought the body out, he used his Ruler of Death to bring this body back to life.
"No one is responding! Prince might be unconscious because of the smoke! Break the door!" The guards outside decided to break the door as they didnât get a response even after a minute and multiple callings. They couldnât wait for the keys of the room to be brought here.
They had already tried opening the door, but it was locked. Ryder had taken enough precautions.
Just as they were about to break the door, they saw the doorknob turn.
They breathed a sigh of relief as they saw it. They believed it was the prince who was coming out and that he was safe. Unfortunately, thatâs not what happened. As the door opened, they saw that a man had stepped out. As for that man, he wasnât Prince Suliven.
The man who stepped out seemed to be dressed in a black jacket. His dark eyes stared at the guards while he closed the door behind him.
The guards seemed surprised. The man looked deathly pale, as if there wasnât a single droplet of blood in his body. As for his expressions, they were also lifeless.
"Who are you? Why were you in the room of His Highness?" The guards asked.
"We donât have time for that now. You arrest him. Iâll get his Highness out," the guard in the lead said as he shook his head.
"Step aside!" The guard said as he reached out his hand to push the pale-faced man aside. Unfortunately, no matter how much he tried, he wasnât able to push the man. Let alone push; he couldnât even move him a little.
The man seemed like a mountain who couldnât move.
Other guards also came to help as they tried to move the man but to no avail. No matter how hard they tried, they couldnât help.
"You wonât learn kindly!" Another guard said as he clenched his fist to attack the dark-clothed man, but it didnât work.
After clenched his fist, the man was about to punch the face of the man. Unfortunately for him, the man actually moved this time as he also repeated the same action. He clenched his fist as he punched the guard as well.
While the guardâs punch landed on the face of the dark-clothed man, his own face was hit as well.
Both the attacks seemed to have different impacts though. The guardâs punch landed on the face of the man, who didnât even flinch as if he wasnât hurt even a little.
The guard, on the other hand, suffered much more as his head twisted because of the Punch. His neck broke at the same time as he flew back, crashing on the wall in the back.
The rest of the guards were intimidated as they saw what had happened. They stepped back in fear. Who was this guy? Was this some comic book or a superhero movie?
How could one punch send a person flying? Did they actually see what they thought they saw? Or were they dreaming? There were many questions in their heads.
"W-who are you? Tell the truth, or we will shoot!â the men said as they all brought their guns out of their pockets.
The man didnât react even after seeing so many guns being pointed at him.
"This is the last warning. Step aside and identify yourself. Or we will shoot! The life of His Highness is on the line," the guard said, warning the man.
The man still didnât react.
"This is my last chance. Weâll count to two! If you donât step aside, weâll shoot!" The guards said, giving him another chance.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Even now, the person didnât react.
"One... Two!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At the count of two, the men actually shot the man, firing at his chest.
The man was shot, but he still didnât fall. Instead, he kept looking at them without any expressions.