Suddenly Grad's eyes glowed golden and big golden swords appeared in front of every knight that was from Derein's Kingdom.
"You all have been proven guilty." Grad shouted as the golden swords hovering above the soldiers pierced through their hearts making them immobile at once.
As the soldier's lifeless bodies fell down on the ground, The clone who was posing as queen Derein tried to run away as everyone was focused on the soldiers.
"Where are you going ?" Derein's Knight commander grabbed the clones's hand and pulled her back.
"Ouch, Ouch... You blockhead don't do that i feel pain in my hand." The clone shouted as she hitted the knight commander at her hand.
"Oh, Don't worry many things will hurt just wait a bit." The knight commander spoke as he squeezed tightly and broke her hand bone.
*Crack*
"Ahhhhhhh.... You are crushing my hand you shit head." The clone shouted.
"You, I am giving you this task. Get this imposter inside and get out as much information as you can out of her. Oh yes, rember to get the information about where the real queen Derein is." Grok said to Derein's knight commander.
"Yes, sir." The knight commander spoke as he took the clone inside the tent.
"You, Call back the house leader of the undead house." Grad orders one of the knights.
"Yes, sir." The knight imdiately started running towards the way, that frank left from.
"Well, that's a good move i have to say but-" before grad could've said anything a sword was pointed at his face.
"Prove, That you are the king Grad and not so other clone of him." Grok spoke with a cautious expression.
Before Grok could've even seen anything, Grad pointed his sword at his guts from below.
"You too, prove. That you are king Grok." Grad spoke.
"Very well, I am King Grok because i assisted you in getting laid with that MILF-" Before Grok could've completed his sentence Grad interrupted him midway.
"Yes, you are grok. Don't say anymore." Grad said as he took his sword back.
"Now, you prove that you are king grad." Grok asked maintaining his sword near grad's neck.
"Well, the next day when i woke up and walked into your room you were with that MILF'S daughter and you were doing it in-"
"Woah, okay you are the king Grad." Grok imdiately interrupted Grad.
"Whoever did this, he or she can't be a normal guy. We placed swords on each other's neck. No ordinary guy can bring us to do that." Grok spoke sheathing his sword once again.
"Yup you are absolutely right, but who can this guy be ? Did we do sothing wrong with him ? Or is he just so crazy scientist that tried to take over the world with those things." Grad said as he also seathed his sword and laughed a little.
"Let's go and help that kid, i don't think he knows how much a troll regenerates. He will definitely need our help with this one." Grad spoke as he started running towards anon.
"Yes, let's go." Grok spoke as he followed behind.
"Ah, A troll chira. After seeing you i have this itching to make my own chiras now." Anon said as he looked at the troll zombie Chira.I think you should take a look at
"Grawwwwwwwaaaaa....." The Chira growled so loudly that the ogre soldiers standing behind Anon also got scared for one second.
"Co boy, I don't think you have any idea that i am wearing a locket made from one of your relatives." Anon said as he gesturesd to co forward towards the zombie Chira.
The Chira imdiately got taunted by Anon and started running towards him with his axes swinging around in his hands.
Anon used a skill as he pointed towards the chira's legs.
Suddenly the chira's left leg slipped and he fell down but as soon as he fell down the connection between the chira and the ground broke aning he was most vulnerable at that second.
Anon didn't missed this chance and pointed his sickle right at the spot where his neck will fall before touching the ground.
*Chk*
And That's what happened, the ogre fell down and his neck was cut off of his body, killing him in that very second.
"Sorry friend but the genius who created you forgot to cover your neck with that tal armour. Well, have good trip to hell." Anon said as he wiped off blood feom his armour.
At the sa mont, Grok and Grad reached there.
As soon as they saw the dead troll zombie, both of them were shocked to death.
"You killed him." Grok spoke with a non believing look on his face.
"How the fuck did you kill a troll with so ease ? Even a normal troll won't die that easily. You killed him in re seconds. How ? Is that sickle enchanted with last level array or sothing ?" Grad asked as he looked at the sickles in Anon's hands.
"Well, here Check them yourself." Anon said as he puts the sickles of death on the ground.
"Wait, really ? I can like take them in my hands and scan them ? And you are okay with it ?" Grad asked with a surprised expression.
"Yeah." Anon replied.
"Okay." Grad said as he bent down and grabbed one of the sickle's handle but when he tried to pick it up, a force larger than anything was felt from the sickle.
It felt as if he was trying to lift the world itself.
"An Owner Granted Special Grade Weapon, custom made with blood signature. Kid, did you made this ?" Grad asked.
"No, A friend of mine."
"Is your friend's na, Biyuk Kujer the Betrayer ?" Grad asked.
"Yes, why is sothing wrong with it ?" Anon asked as he puts both of his hands around his waist.
"No, nothing wrong it's just that he was banned from his own Kingdom long ago, and these markings. They are not sothing that an ordinary dwarf can make." Grad spoke.
[Author: Check out my new novel, ' Received a chanic System on another planet.' Wrote this one in hospital.]
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