2025-05-06 18:58:57When Ali and Laith arrived at the headquarter of the Knights of Askalan group he was expecting a hall or luxurious fancy building. Instead they were hanging out in a normal building, it looked more like an office than a headquarter.
Laith gathered everyone to introduce them to Ali. Hazim their leader was tall, broad-shouldered, with piercing amber eyes and a mane of dark red hair—stepped forward first. His presence commanded attention, and a faint smirk played on his lips as he extended a gauntleted hand. "Welcome, Ali," Hazim said, his voice deep and steady. "I am Hazim, leader of the Knights of Askalan. I'm also known as The Red Phoenix." Ali clasped his forearm firmly. "It’s an honor." Next came Haitham, a mountain of a man with scars tracing his arms and a battle-worn face. He crossed his arms, his voice a low rumble. "I'm Haitham. The Fearless Knight as they call me" He gave a single nod. "Prove yourself, and you’ll have no fiercer ally." Ali met his gaze. "I intend to." A lean figure with sharp, calculating eyes stepped forward—Hadi. His voice was quiet but carried weight. "I'm Hadi. The Sharp Knight" He studied Ali for a moment before adding, "Strategy wins battles as much as strength. Remember that." Malik, the blue-armored knight who had saved Ali, smirked and clapped him on the shoulder. "You already know me, I'm Malik, The Blue Knight. Glad you made it" Laith, the youngest, darted forward with a flash of yellow armor. "And I’m Laith, I'm known as the Yellow Lightning Knight!" he declared, grinning. "Fastest in Askalan. Try to keep up!" Ali chuckled. "I’ll do my best." Last came Marwan, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief beneath his hood. He leaned against a pillar, arms crossed. "I'm Marwan. The Unpredictable Knight," he said. "Former thief, current headache, or so they tell me." He smirked. "But I’ve got a knack for surviving. You’ll learn a thing or two from me." Hazim raised his voice, addressing the group. "From this day forward, Ali is one of us. With his white armor and unyielding spirit, he shall be known as The White-Armored Knight!" The knights cheered, raising their fists in unison. Ali felt the weight of the moment, the beginning of a new chapter, a brotherhood forged in battle and purpose. Malik leaned in with a grin. "Ready to make history, White Knight?" Ali smiled, gripping the hilt of his sword. "More than ready." ___ After the meeting, Laith and Malik led Ali to the training grounds—a high-tech facility filled with holographic combat simulations, agility courses, and strength-testing equipment. The walls were lined with sleek monitors displaying performance metrics, and the air hummed with energy. “This is where we push our limits,” Laith said, gesturing to the expansive space. “Everyone trains here to hone their skills.” Ali’s eyes widened as he took it all in. “I’ve never seen anything like this.” Malik smirked. “You’ll get used to it. Come on, let’s see what you’ve got.” They started with basic combat drills, Malik demonstrating how to activate the holographic opponents. Ali watched closely as a digital warrior materialized in front of him, poised to strike. “Just like in a real fight,” Malik instructed. “But here, the system tracks your speed, power, and reaction time.” Ali nodded, rolling his shoulders. “Let’s do this.” The first few rounds were rough, Ali took hits, stumbled, and overextended. But with each attempt, he adjusted, his movements becoming sharper. Laith offered pointers while Malik pushed him harder, increasing the difficulty. “Good,” Laith said as Ali dodged a swift kick from the hologram. “You’re adapting fast.” “Faster than most,” Malik admitted, arms crossed. “But let’s see how you handle endurance.” They switched to a grueling obstacle course, testing Ali’s stamina. He pushed through, lungs burning, muscles protesting, but he didn’t stop. When he finally crossed the finish line, sweat-drenched and panting, the screen flashed with his updated stats. [Durability: +5] [Speed: +4 ] [Endurance: +6 ] [You've Level Up!] Ali grinned, catching his breath. “Not bad, huh?” Laith clapped him on the back. “Not bad at all. You’ve got potential.” Malik gave an approving nod. “Keep training like this, and you’ll be ready for anything.” As Ali studied his improved stats, he felt a surge of confidence. This was just the beginning.
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Chapter 311 The Final Feast
A roar of pure fury erupted from Yajij, a sound that seemed to tear the very fabric of reality. The shock of the Black Knight's blade piercing his hide was not just physical; it was a profound insult to his millennia of invincibility. As the dark sword withdrew, Yajij spun with a speed that defied his grievous wound, his claws slashing through the air where the Knight's head had been a fraction of a second earlier. The Black Knight had already leaped back, landing in a defensive crouch.But he had not retreated out of fear. It was part of the plan."Now, Hazim!" the Black Knight's voice boomed, a rare, raw urgency in its metallic tone.As Yajij turned, he found himself not facing his attacker, but trapped. A circle of brilliant, white light had erupted on the ground around him, lines of ancient, glowing runes forming a constricting prison. And standing at its edge, directly before him, was Hazim. His comrade's face was a mask of determination, his hands clutching the activated sealin
Chapter 310 A Faith Of Steel
The smell of blood and metal filled Ali’s nostrils as he pushed himself onto his knees, the world swimming back into focus. The shame of his defeat was a cold stone in his gut, but the sight of the three titans clashin the Old Man, Hazim, and the Black Knight against a furious Yajij ignited a different, more stubborn fire within him. Despair was a luxury they couldn't afford. Giving up was not an option.With a grunt of effort, he ripped the ruined, smoldering helmet from his head and tossed it aside, the shattered visor reflecting the chaos around him. The cool air on his face was a shock, but a clarifying one. He began to crawl, then stumble, towards a nearby pile of wreckage where the armor of fallen knights lay discarded and broken.Haitham, leaning heavily on a sword he found on the battlefield watched him with weary concern. "Ali? What are you doing? You need to fall back to the medical tents."Ali didn't look up, his fingers frantically sifting through a mangled chest plate. "I
Chapter 309 The Unnatural Order
The air in the heart of the battlefield grew still and heavy, charged with a primordial intensity that made the very light seem to dim. The lesser clashes, the skirmishes of knights and Ghouls, faded into a distant murmur, forgotten by all as the two true titans faced each other. The Old Man, now fully transformed into a bestial engine of destruction, and Yajij, the ancient source of all their suffering, stood as the final, opposing poles of existence.For the first time, the mocking, perpetual smile had vanished from Yajij’s face. In its place was a raw, bestial snarl of focused rage and, for the first time in millennia, a flicker of genuine apprehension. The creature before him was an abomination, a violation of the natural order he embodied.The Old Man’s voice, a guttural rumble that was more felt than heard, echoed in the minds of Hazim and the Black Knight. “Stay back. Do not intervene. This one… is mine.”There was a finality in the command that brooked no argument. This was no
Chapter 308 Illusions
The tide of battle had seemingly turned. The ground was littered with the still forms of fallen Ghouls, and the knights fought with the weary determination of those who could see a path to victory. Yet, in the command center, Hadi’s brow was furrowed, his eyes scanning the tactical holograms with growing unease. Something was wrong.“The numbers don’t make sense,” he muttered, more to himself than to Hasan, who stood beside him, his own arm bandaged from a recent wound. “We’ve cut them down by the score, but the pressure on our lines hasn’t diminished. It’s as if… as if they aren’t truly falling.”Hasan nodded grimly, his sharp eyes having caught the same discrepancy. “I’ve seen it too. On the western flank, we dropped a dozen with rocket fire. They fell and did not move. But minutes later, when I looked back, the same dozen were still there, unmoving. They are not dissolving into ash. They are just… lying there. If we don’t understand why, our men will be struck down by sheer exhaust
Chapter 307 The Arrival of A New Hope
The command center was a cacophony of controlled panic, but for Hanin, the world had narrowed to a single, silent video feed. Her knuckles were white as she gripped the edge of the console, her eyes fixed on the drone's-eye view of the battlefield."He's not responding," she whispered, her voice tight with fear. "Professor, his vital signs are offline. The communication system in his helmet is completely dead." She could see Ali's body, slumped and motionless, his iconic golden armor now scarred and dulled. His head was hung low, obscuring his face from the drone's camera, a posture of utter defeat that terrified her more than any battle cry.Professor Riyad placed a calming hand on her shoulder. "The armor took the brunt of the corrosive blast. The systems are fried, but the structural integrity seems to have held. He is alive, Hanin."But Hanin wasn't listening to the technical analysis. Her heart ached for the man on the screen. She watched as Haitham knelt beside him, speaking wor
Chapter 306 Shattered Pride
The air crackled with power as Ali, defying Hazim’s roared command to withdraw, became a golden comet of suicidal bravery. His pride, stung by Yajij’s threat and his own desperate need to prove himself, overrode all sense of self-preservation. Instead of evading, he poured every ounce of his energy into a final, decisive thrust aimed at the deep gash he had already carved into Yajij’s neck.He never reached his target.A contemptuous, guttural sound erupted from Yajij, not a roar, but a focused expulsion of breath. It was a cloud of corrosive, green-tinged vapor that hit Ali head-on. The advanced metal of his helmet sizzled and melted on contact. The concussive force behind the blast was like a physical wall, slamming into him and hurling him backward as if he were a discarded leaf. He crashed to the earth with a sickening thud, his Sword of Light skittering from his grasp. His helmet, now a half-molten wreck, sparked and died, its internal systems overloading and failing into total
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