Battle of the Three Kings

Xia Lun and Aina finally stepped out of the wooden cabin again.

The commotion outside was still quite loud. The power of the elements surged and roared, rolling across the ice plain like thunder, creating an astonishing spectacle.

"Do you want to go down and play?"

Aina glanced at Xia Lun beside her and lightly scratched the palm of his hand.

When Xia Lun had just awakened, he was unable to adapt to the power within his body. Going up against a Demon King-level powerhouse like Mida might have been a bit risky... but after such a long period of synchronization during their adventures, coupled with daily training and scattered battles, Xia Lun could now perfectly control this power.

Now, facing a Demon King, even if Xia Lun could not defeat them in an instant, he could easily suppress them.

"Wait a moment." Xia Lun narrowed his eyes, looking at the distant snowfield. He was indeed feeling a bit eager to try.

After all, opponents of this caliber were not something they could encounter during their usual adventures.

"Roar—"

Helug let out a deafening beastly roar. The sound waves struck the peak of the sacred mountain, causing the snow on it to rustle and collapse.

The snowfield seemed to be struck by an invisible giant hammer, suddenly forming a deep crater a thousand meters in diameter. Helug abruptly erupted with unparalleled speed, soaring into the sky like an enraged lion pouncing on the heavens, crashing fiercely into Olides, who was suspended in the air.

Olides did not react in time and had his arms tightly seized by Helug's claws. Then, the two of them smashed heavily onto the snowfield. Amidst a thunderous boom, the snow was lifted like a raging tide, and an overwhelming waterfall of snow shot up into the sky along the hundreds of meters of trench they had plowed.

"You lost." Helug grinned, his sharp claws gripping Olides's throat.

"Tch, get your dirty hands off me." Olides swatted Helug's claws away in humiliated anger, stumbling up from the snow. "If I hadn't gotten distracted just now, I wouldn't have lost to a guy like you."

Just a moment ago, Olides had noticed Xia Lun and the others coming out of the house and subconsciously glanced over, which was why Helug caught his opening.

"Oh?" Helug also followed Olides's gaze toward the sacred peak. His eyes met Xia Lun's from afar, and an invisible fighting spirit surged through the void.

"Is that the guy who beat you into submission?" Helug grinned. "How interesting."

"I dare say you are absolutely no match for him either." Deep apprehension showed in Olides's eyes.

"You don't need to provoke me. I'll find a way to fight him anyway."

On the other side, the battle had also quietly come to an end.

"Alright, I yield. Stop fighting." Nakaen helplessly raised his hands.

Although his defense was watertight, he truly lacked offensive means and was completely unable to counterattack against Mida.

After all, this was not his home turf. If this were the ocean, he would have countless ways to handle Mida... In this freezing weather, even the water elements seemed to be frozen solid, making it difficult to control them at will.

"Those two are..." Nakaen also looked up at the sacred peak.

"Father and Mother," Mida, who had transformed back into human form, said indifferently.

"Oh?" Nakaen narrowed his eyes, clearly showing some interest. Those two were obviously not dragons.

The one claiming to be Mida's aunt was an elf... Mida's family structure was truly complicated.

Xia Lun's figure suddenly vanished from the sacred peak.

The three Demon Kings paused slightly. Mida, with great foresight, moved further away.

Boom—

The next moment, a mushroom cloud rose from the snowfield.

"Mind if I join?" Xia Lun asked with a light chuckle, stepping out with a steady pace from the center of the swirling smoke and snow. His powerful aura was completely undisguised, shooting straight into the clouds.

"That would be wonderful." Helug's eyes burned with a blazing fighting spirit. His muscular body erupted with an even wilder aura, like an ancient god of war awakening.

"Then please show some mercy." Nakaen also sensed that the newcomer was extraordinary and was already gathering his strength.

"Spare me, please." Olides wore a bitter expression. He had already experienced Xia Lun's strength firsthand... He wasn't a masochist and didn't enjoy getting beaten up.

Mida, on the other hand, decisively flapped her little wings and flew away.

"Come at me together." Xia Lun waved to the three of them in front of him.

"Arrogant." Helug sneered and led the charge with a furious rush!

"Please advise." Nakaen did not hold back either. A pillar of water rose beneath his feet, lifting him into the air.

"All together?" Olides thought for a moment. Seeming to feel there was a slight chance of winning, he followed closely behind Helug.

Xia Lun threw an unadorned straight punch, meeting Helug's giant fist that was capable of shattering mountains.

A powerful shockwave spread outward with the two at its center, kicking up massive waves of snow.

Mida stood in front of the sacred peak and condensed an ice shield. She did not want her residence to be affected by the battle.

In the air, Nakaen's eyes narrowed. He pointed his fingertip downward, and invisible currents of water gathered around Xia Lun. Xia Lun immediately felt as if he were under the crushing pressure of the deep sea, and his thrown fist slowed down a fraction.

Olides flashed behind Xia Lun, his wings slashing toward Xia Lun like a reaper's scythe.

Without any fancy techniques, Xia Lun forced Helug back with another punch, then reached back to grab Olides, throwing him fiercely toward Nakaen in the air...

"Hey, hey, what kind of monster is this?"

Nakaen clicked his tongue silently in the air. His deep-sea pressure, which was strong enough to trap a giant dragon, seemed to have no effect on Xia Lun at all. Another mass of water gathered in front of him, steadily catching Olides, who was flying over like a cannonball.

"Thanks." Inside the water sphere, Olides looked as if he had lost all will to live.

"Haha, to think there's a hidden, nameless expert like you on this continent!" Helug let out a loud laugh. He wasn't discouraged after being forced back by Xia Lun's strike. The frozen earth beneath his feet cracked inch by inch as he gathered his strength and charged at Xia Lun once again.

Hidden and nameless? He probably didn't count as that, right? There shouldn't be anyone who didn't know the legend of the Hero.

It was just that he really didn't seem to be very recognizable... even his name was overly common.

And the physical traits of the Hero passed down through legends were only that he was extraordinarily handsome... Xia Lun was quite satisfied with that point.

Well, thankfully no one had erected a statue of him or anything, otherwise his identity would be hard to hide. Perhaps Aina had considered this as well and secretly intervened.

Thinking too much during a battle was not a good habit.

Helug had already closed in again. As an orc, what he took the most pride in was his powerful physique.

But compared to Xia Lun, this humanoid chimera, the gap was clearly still a bit too wide.

Boom—

Xia Lun grabbed Helug's head and smashed it ruthlessly into the ground.