Son of the Hero King
chapter-597

Chapter 597: Second Letter

When Sol awakened, he found himself deep in a crater, energy swirling around him and constantly filling his body while being purified. His energy reserve, and his mana veins were all growing at tremendous speed but most of this energy was diverted toward his body, causing it to grow even more monstrous than it was.

In the past, thanks to the dragon blood, his resilience had been somewhat equal to that of a weak king but this only meant that he had been a good punching bag.

Now though, the feeling of power that was coursing through his entire body gave him the impression that he could fold a King in half if that one was not careful.

Damnit. Not now.

But the changes did not stop there. All this time, he had been stopping his realm from increasing and reaching the level of King. He had no intention of simply becoming a normal King-ranked being.

Now though, it seemed like he had absorbed too much energy and could not stop the process. Already a new name was forming in his mind and trying to overwrite the letter he had previously formed when contracting Milia.

That name was only halfway created but Sol knew what it represented, ‘Invic’

The name whispered sweet promises of power and victory to his mind. Invictus. Ever victorious. Never defeated. Unconquered.

The synergy he had with this name was incredible and unlike Hyperion, the previous Name he had rejected, this one here had truly great potential and could have allowed him to become a top-ranked King without any problem.

Sol Invictus.

This would be perfect for him and his situation and this thought made him hesitate. For one very short instant, he wondered if he should stop chasing after a wild dream with low probability and settle for this incredible power.

But in the end, Sol fought against the temptation and buried the feeling of hesitation deep into his stomach.

Sol knew that becoming a king was a dream for many people. Even the legendary great sages had been blocked in the Duke level for so long. They would most likely scream in agony if they knew what he was about to do now.

But Sol had no care for such things. The ceiling so many strived for was a floor that was simply too low for him.

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Break!

Sol felt like a part of himself broke as his will pushed against the name that was trying to form in his consciousness.

Becoming a King was an important step and the result of the legend built by the user. From what Sol managed to understand by using his own knowledge of the other world, the closer the actions, personality, power, and legend of an individual were to a certain myth or legend on earth, the higher the chances of receiving that name.

This was why Sol was not surprised by the name Invictus as it was without a doubt the results of his actions during the war both in the mortal realm and the astral realm. In both cases, he had remained victorious and in both cases, his actions had been witnessed by a large number of people.

Invictus was the result of his efforts and he loathed the thought of destroying it. But it was inevitable.

Crack~

Blood spurted from his mouth and this time it was not some bad blood that needed to be purified. The pain was tremendous and soul deep but this did not deter him in the slightest.

In the course of history, a few daring, courageous, or lucky individuals rejected their King names and started from the stages of Duke. Tiamat, Lucifer, and even more recently, Lilith.

But in all history, Sol was perhaps the only one to have rejected a name Twice.

Crack~!!

This time, the name completely dimmed and was broken into thousands of pieces. Causing Sol’s eyes to roll over as his consciousness threatened to collapse. But Sol bit his tongue and forced himself awake.

He could black out later. Now though he had work to do.

Focusing, on the broken shards of Invictus's name Sol started gathering them and pouring them toward the letter “D” that had been on the verge of destruction. Invictus contained the legend of the Unconquered Sun and ever-victorious god. There was no way he was going to give up on those concepts as they would perfectly fit what he wished to accomplish.

What he was doing at the moment was something that should have been impossible but Sol felt like the law fragments were like docile sheep in his control and they followed his order. Perhaps this was a result of creating a perfect cycle with the seven chakras. It did not matter. What mattered thought was that the letter D started swallowing the law fragments greedily and shone brighter.

He could feel the wounds he had caused on his soul heal at a faster pace than he would have anticipated until no pain even remained and his aura continued to grow.

This wasn’t all, the control he had over his dimension increased greatly and extended to more than 500 meters square now and it was still growing.

He did not know how much longer he stayed like this. Perhaps an hour, perhaps two? It was hard to say.

When he opened his eyes, Sol realized that he was completely different from the inside out. His power had skyrocketed and he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that the current him could easily toy with his previous self.

All those changes were startling and even exciting but for Sol, the greatest and most important change was in his sea of consciousness.

After all, a second letter had formed and it was “E”