Being Strong On Your Own

Being Strong On Your Own
Chapter 50: Attacks Part Three



Grey was hit by a punch that knocked him into a pillar, seeing that Alexia could only hide with a trembling body.


It was not human power anymore, but a demon.


Alexia seemed upset, frustrated, desperate, unable to do much even so Grey clearly did not mind it, from the beginning he did not intend to involve a princess in a fight of life and death.


Grey rose from the rubble that overcame him.


"Sir, are you okay?" ask Via.


"That just now was quite painful but it's no problem."


The prime minister chimed in.


"It looks like you're not human either, your body can heal quickly."


Grey took off his helmet and it featured a red eye that was not much stronger than the devil's eye.


"You're a vampire?"


"I am a vampire."


Alexia who saw it seemed to cover her mouth.


"If you're a vampire you're supposed to join me, we can become rulers under the leadership of the undead king."


"I'm sorry, but in my heart I still feel human, like my original goal, I will beat the undead king and make the world what it used to be" Grey replied as he closed his face.


"Bas stubborn, people like you die."


The demon shot out a black sphere while Grey used fire magic and shouted.


"Fire Bolt."


The two attacks exploded in the air covering the battle area with black smoke. When the smoke disappeared they faced each other at a very close distance.


Grey swung his sword and the prime minister created a kind of sword from shadow to collide with each other.


The two held each other captive before the prime minister's sword was shattered until he was slashed from the front making him flung far back.


Blood gushed from his mouth as he rose.


"The spirit sword is really troublesome when I have four eyes should such a slash be seen easily."


"Truly damned energy."


"This is true power."


Within seconds Grey's body was hit several times, kicked in all directions until his body received pain. All that looked fine was the helmet he was wearing.


The minister clutched Grey in the face and then slammed him on the floor until the material shattered into pieces.


"Haha even if you're a vampire you're still not on par with me."


A plant suddenly crept into the prime minister's hands until he was shocked.


"Impossible? This magic, the magic of the plant of death."


Realizing that, he severed his twisted hand before retreating backwards. Blood dripped from the severed shoulder.


"How can someone like you use magic like that?"


"Everybody can use magic whatever they have money for."


Grey dodged himself from the hole formed by his enemy, revealing a parchment in his hand.


"So then.you used that thing, that thing must be a very expensive item.you definitely can't have it anymore."


The prime minister darted forward, at a distance of one meter a parchment flew over his head and exploded producing a dazzling light.


"What's this?"


As the light disappeared, Grey had stood up with his sword, it should have been light-colored yet it had now turned red.


The color was obtained from Grey's own blood.


Sensing a terrifying pressure, the prime minister wanted to escape but his body could not be moved.


"Could it be the light just now?"


"Well, whoever's affected, won't be able to move his body for some time. Now accept vengeance from the land."


"Wait a minute."


Grey swung his sword and with a single slash the prime minister's body was split in two with his palace.