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Chapter 13 - Unstoppable Massacre

Peace—utter peace.

The entire atmosphere was wrapped in an eerie calm, but beneath that silence, a storm was brewing. Mayank stood amidst a sea of Elemental Warriors, believing the boy standing before him to be weak—an insignificant obstacle he could easily crush. He thought he would use this fragile-looking boy to take revenge on the person who had killed Mohammed Faiz and his companions. What Mayank didn't know, however, was that the one standing before him was no ordinary human… but a terrifying existence.

Now that Mayank had realized the truth, his eyes turned crimson with rage. His voice thundered through the silent air as he commanded,

"Go! All of you—attack this boy together! But remember, I want him alive. Do whatever else you want with him, but he must not die!"

Upon hearing Mayank's order, the Elemental Warriors around him grinned wickedly. All of them were hardened criminals, men who derived pleasure from tormenting those weaker than themselves. Though the boy before them seemed strong, none believed he could withstand an army of one hundred thousand Elemental Warriors. Even if these had been ordinary men instead of trained Elemental users, no single person could possibly face such a force. Hence, there was not an ounce of fear in their hearts.

As the entire army charged toward Aryan, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, a faint, amused smile touching his lips. He had met countless madmen in his life, but the fools rushing toward him now… they redefined the very meaning of insanity.

One by one, the Elemental Warriors began summoning their powers. Sparks of lightning danced in some of their palms; fiery spheres burned in others. The air shimmered with energies of all five elements—fire, water, wind, earth, and lightning—each humming with destructive potential.

Mayank watched this display with a cruel smile on his face. He was certain that the boy before him would soon be crippled beyond repair.

While the warriors gathered their powers, Aryan observed them with calm interest. Ever since he had ascended to the King Level, he had not fought anyone seriously. He could have sparred with Suryansh, but he had refrained, fearing that if he lost control of his strength, he might accidentally kill him. However, the enemies standing before him now were all out to kill him. That alone made Aryan's blood boil with excitement. There was no need to restrain himself.

A hundred Elemental Warriors simultaneously launched their attacks. Blades of ice, arrows of water, orbs of fire, and wooden spears charged toward Aryan from every direction. Each of them was confident that their combined strike would completely immobilize him. They had carefully restrained their powers—fearing that if they unleashed their full strength, they might accidentally kill him before Mayank's orders were fulfilled.

The attacks roared through the air, tearing it apart. Aryan merely stood there, calm and unmoving, as if nothing could touch him.

Mayank smirked. "He's frozen in fear," he muttered. "He's too scared to even move."

And then—the attacks struck.

An earth-shaking explosion followed as hundreds of elemental energies collided with Aryan's body. Dust and flames filled the air. Yet when the smoke cleared, Aryan stood in the exact same spot—untouched, unmoved. Every single attack had disintegrated upon contact with his body.

However, when one fiery orb struck him, his armorless body was momentarily engulfed in flames.

Mayank burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Go extinguish those flames and capture him alive!"

One of the Water Element Warriors stepped forward without hesitation. As he approached Aryan, he raised his hands and summoned streams of water, aiming to douse the fire. But before he could act, Aryan's hand shot out—faster than lightning. He grabbed the man by the neck and, with a single motion, tore his head clean off his shoulders.

Everyone froze. The laughter died instantly. Then chaos erupted once again.

The remaining warriors roared in anger and attacked in unison. Aryan's eyes flashed coldly. This time, he had decided—no one would leave alive.

In an instant, his figure vanished. When he reappeared, he stood before another Elemental Warrior. Without a moment's pause, Aryan plunged his hand straight into the man's chest and ripped out his still-beating heart. Blood sprayed into the air as the warrior collapsed lifelessly.

Before the others could react, Aryan appeared beside another one and kicked him to the ground. The man screamed—but his cry was cut short as Aryan grabbed his legs and tore him in half, flinging the two halves in opposite directions.

Mayank's eyes widened in horror. "Go! Surround him and kill him!" he roared.

The remaining ninety-eight Elemental Warriors hesitated for a heartbeat, then obeyed. They attacked together, but Aryan shot into the sky, summoning a sword from his System Space. As he descended, he became a blur of motion, his sword dancing like lightning.

He appeared in front of one warrior and sliced him cleanly in two. In the next breath, he decapitated another. The third, trembling so violently that his body lost control, urinated in fear. Aryan's expression twisted in disgust. He punched the man once—his body exploded, turning into a mist of blood.

When Aryan glanced around, ninety-four enemies still remained. With a faint smirk, he unleashed his full power. In the blink of an eye, he moved through them like a storm. Sword flashes filled the air, and within three breaths—yes, just three breaths—every single one of them was dead, their bodies torn apart and scattered across the field.

Mayank's expression turned grim. Even Naresh and Saurabh, who were watching through live drone footage, were left speechless. Though the video couldn't display Aryan's energy level, they knew instantly that the boy on their screen was a monster.

Naresh looked at Saurabh; Saurabh understood immediately and vanished from his spot. Meanwhile, Mayank—still present at the scene—was trembling, both with fear and rage. He realized that this boy was far too dangerous to be left alive.

"This boy must die!" Mayank shouted furiously. "There's no need to capture him alive anymore. Whoever kills him will receive one hundred million US dollars!"

That declaration ignited greed in every remaining warrior's heart. Fear vanished, replaced by bloodlust. A hundred thousand Elemental Warriors prepared to attack again, filling the air with killing intent so thick it felt like the world itself would shatter.

Aryan looked around calmly and smiled faintly. Then he dismissed his sword into his System Space, choosing to fight barehanded.

He spread his arms and said, almost playfully,

"Ever since I reached the King Level, I haven't had a proper workout. But now that all of you have gathered here… I suppose I should use you as my training partners."

His voice carried across the battlefield, steady and confident.

The words stunned the crowd. They didn't understand what "King Level" meant—but Mayank did.

The color drained from his face. He stared at Aryan, trying to gauge his power, and what he sensed made his entire body tremble.

He knew exactly what "King Level" signified. The strongest Elemental Warrior alive—someone considered a living legend—was barely at the Lord Level (Initial Stage). Even if a thousand Lord-level warriors joined forces, they would still be weaker than a single King-level being.

He had a hundred thousand warriors under his command, yes—but even that number now felt meaningless. He knew that if Aryan truly wished to kill him, it would take less than a blink.

And what terrified him even more was Aryan's age. The boy didn't even look eighteen! To reach King Level at such a young age… it was beyond comprehension. It was monstrous.

Mayank clenched his fists and made his decision.

He shouted to his men, "Listen! The boy standing before you is not human—he's a terrifying existence! Show no mercy! Use your full power! If we don't kill him now, he'll slaughter us all!"

The warriors, shaken but loyal to Mayank, believed his words. They knew Mayank could kill a thousand of them easily, so his fear meant something real.

Thus, every single one of the hundred thousand warriors gathered their strength. The ground trembled beneath their feet as countless elemental forces charged through the air. The atmosphere grew heavy, the energy pressure so intense that it distorted space itself.

Aryan's face turned serious for the first time. He spoke calmly to his System AI, Paras.

"Paras, I want my entire body covered with the armor my father gave me."

"As you command," Paras replied.

A faint blue light enveloped Aryan, and within seconds, an ancient, divine armour materialized over his body, covering him from head to toe.

The calm had ended.

The true battle was about to begin.

When the armor fully covered Aryan's body, he looked no less than a universal warrior. Seeing him now, it seemed as if he had fought countless battles. Even Naresh, watching the live feed, was stunned—he hadn't imagined such a warrior could exist on this small planet. Still, he thought that no matter how terrifying the boy on the screen seemed, facing a hundred thousand Elemental Warriors would be impossible for him; his defeat was inevitable.

Mayank and the hundred thousand warriors who stood before Aryan were equally shaken by the sight of the exhausted armor clinging to his frame. To them it looked like the visage of a god of death.

Although the Elemental Warriors were terrified by Aryan's appearance, they also knew that if they failed to defeat him now, most of them would be slain later. Nobody wanted death—especially not criminals accustomed to living by their strength—so they hurried to empower their strongest fighters to protect themselves. Mayank did not lag behind; he too readied his attack.

As every attack was primed, they launched their prepared assault on Aryan all at once. The pressure of that combined onslaught was so dreadful that even a peak King-level warrior could have been instantly crushed by it.

Aryan trusted himself enough to handle an Emperor-level initial-stage warrior, but he did not want to take unnecessary risks. He immediately withdrew an artifact from his System Space—the one his father had given him when he left Earth—intended as a last resort for times of peril.

The moment Aryan activated the artifact, a shield formed around him. Twelve Elemental Warriors' attacks struck that shield simultaneously. The impact triggered a catastrophic explosion that annihilated everything around Aryan. Objects within the blast radius were utterly destroyed, and the bodies of the Elemental Warriors closest to him were obliterated in an instant. About three thousand warriors who had been very near Aryan perished in that single devastating blast.

When Mayank and the surviving warriors saw this, a wave of shock washed over their faces. They had witnessed the terrifying magnitude of the attack they had themselves helped unleash, and they were terrified—yet secretly relieved, thinking the boy before them might finally be finished. But that brief relief turned to horror when the explosion subsided and they discovered the boy they had attacked was still completely unharmed.

Seeing this, Mayank became even more frightened. He could make out a magical shield around Aryan that filled him with dread. Then, in the next instant, he watched Aryan deactivate that shield entirely and prepare to fight again. Aryan roared, "You all prepared such a grand attack to kill me—and I still survived. Now it is my turn to act. No one in this universe will save you." With that, Aryan vanished from sight.

Anger had reached its peak within Aryan. After absorbing the attacks of one hundred thousand men, he realized he could not endure strikes of that scale without assistance. He thought that perhaps not even an Emperor-level peak warrior could withstand such a coordinated barrage. Aryan himself was only an initial-stage King-level warrior; although his combat ability was excellent—able to defeat warriors one level above him—his strength was not so monstrous that he could face a peak Emperor-level opponent easily, especially without using his bloodline. And if he used his bloodline and still failed to kill his enemies, he could be killed by them—something he absolutely did not want.

What Aryan did not know was that at the very moment he had been saved from the attack, Sourabh had also arrived at the scene. Sourabh had not acted yet, but he had resolved that if Aryan killed Mayank and all his accomplices, he—Sourabh—would personally kill Aryan.

And he decided he would personally kill every person connected to Aryan — root and branch. If the boy standing before him was so terrifying, Sourabh reasoned, then the members of the organization tied to him could be far worse. Therefore Sourabh resolved in his heart that it was essential to completely destroy, without mercy, whatever organization this boy belonged to; otherwise, when the time came to carry out their own mission, that organization could become a huge obstacle.

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