THE KING OF KINGS

Chapter 1: THE MISFORTUNE

Chapter 1: THE MISFORTUNE

Dziban climbed up a large, tall apple tree, then sat back and straightened his legs on the tree branch. His hair is deep black with some strands of hair on the front silvery white, his hair neatly combed to the right until it decomposes on his right cheek, the left and right are cut thinner, and his hair is cut thinner, and the back looks like a bird's tail, moreover it unravels on its back. His pupils were bright red, tall and white, currently 10 years old. He wore a hooded white hodie as a top, trousers and black sneakers as a subordinate.

"Please! Anyone help me! I beg!"

From the depths of the forest suddenly came the voice of a girl's cry, her voice was so loud that it was clearly heard in her ear.

Dziban directly came down from the tree, and of course not by jumping directly, because the height is not less than 10 meters, it is certain that both legs will be broken.

Not until 1 minute he has set foot on the ground, maybe he is used to doing it so that it can go down as fast as that, ordinary people may not be able to do it and need months of exercise.

Not thinking for a long time he immediately darted towards the voice, and found a little yellow-haired girl who was bullied by some men who were his age. The girl was 6 years old, and the man who was bothering her was 10 years old, moreover the number was 4 people.

"Hey you! Stop bothering him!" The instant cry of Dziban made the four men look at him.

"Hehe... Looks like our plan worked, so you're finally out, too, minus boy." Said a blue-haired man, his pupils pitch-black like a human in general. Dziban knew clearly the man, his name was Belial, one of the many people who often looked for trouble with him.

Hearing Belial's response, Dziban immediately found out that something was not right.

"Hm... So it is... The four bullies purposely told the girl to shout in order to lure me out. Very mature plan, it looks like they've been planning it from a few days ago." Thought Dziban was full of caution.

A dark green-haired man walked towards Dziban, his pupils black as well. Of course Dziban also knew the man, his name was Orchen, a bully who was in league with Belial.

Didn't think long Dziban immediately turned his body, then ran as fast as possible, trying to get away from them. But his efforts were in vain, suddenly a black-haired man appeared in front of him, blocking his way to escape and automatically making him stop his steps.

The man had yellow eyes, his name was Alex, he was the same as them and was the strongest among them. Among them, only he was 12 years old.

"I've guessed that there are less of their group, and it's finally coming up now." Thought Dziban.

"That's it... There's no point in you running away, just let it go." Alex said with a terrible smile that adorned his face.

"Really! You better shut up and accept your fate!" A man with black hair and black eyes, his name is Broz.

"It just so happens that right now I need some experimental materials to test out the Mythical Art that I just learned." Timpal Jazz, a man with brown hair and black pupils.

"You guys"

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Not yet had Dziban finished his speech, a blow from Belial hit his face and made him fall a few meters from the starting place. Not yet had he stood up, Orchen pulled his legs and threw them up, followed by Alex who suddenly appeared above and kicked him in the face to make him fall to the ground.

"Already! I haven't been to some!" Jazz Protest.

"Then let's finish, I have some unfinished business. Use the same moves, let the Jazz do the final strike!" Alex's orders.

Belial suddenly appeared before Dziban and immediately strangled his neck, then lifted him up. He clenched his hands hard before finally releasing a blow on Dziban's stomach.

Dziban was blown away helplessly, his face already battered from the previous attack. Belial's attack was met by Orchen with a straight kick that sent Dziban crashing back, this time towards Alex.

Alex raised his right leg straight up, then attacked Dziban's stomach with the heel tip of his foot. Dziban hit the ground quickly and bounced back in the air, parallel to Alex's head.

Very quickly Alex darted from his place, and suddenly Bros appeared in his place. With his right leg Bros kicked Dziban's back to make him crash deep into "Haha... This show is more interesting than the previous one! Keep flying up!"

"Jazz, it's your turn. I want to see how powerful the mythical art you're saying is." Alex said casually.

"Well, this is the moment I've been waiting for!" Jazz is confident.

"Elemental Art: Land Soars High!" He shouted while smashing his hands on the ground.

A few moments after that the ground shook, although not too strong was enough to shock people. In front of him appeared a cliff from the ground, continuing to rise up. Everyone who saw it gaping for a moment, even Alex had time to do it.

The edge of the cliff attacked the back of Dziban who was still hovering above the sky, because the speed of the impact of the attack was getting stronger. Dziban felt tremendous pain, some of his spine was broken, and he was pushed higher and higher. After that, the cliff went back into the ground.

Dziban began to lose consciousness, but he refused to do so. His gaze began to blur, forced upon him to remain conscious. Meanwhile, his body slowly fell to the ground.

Dhuars

His body hit the ground hard, making a crater on the surface of the ground. Because of that, his consciousness had already disappeared, he was unable to maintain it anymore.

"It looks like he's passed out, then let's go, let's just leave him." Take Alex and then leave.

"Mythical art is great! I didn't think you could get that kind of elemental!" Praise Orchen while patting Jazz on the shoulder, then walking along following Alex.

"Let's go too!" Belial took Broz.

"Eh, wait a minute. By the way where was that girl?" Ask Broz confused.

"Hehe... I told him to go first, about a few minutes ago." Answer Belial.

"Good, then let's go too." Broz invites her back before finally leaving with Belial.