章節 478: 445, Charles Meklen! You have destroyed Black Phoenix City, killed my Emperor.

Kratos exchanged blows with Georgiadi Hadrian, and although the shock left his hands numb, he steadied himself in battle, let out a long howl, and reengaged in the counterattack.

Kratos, known as the Mount of Light and one of only two among the five strongest who, through their own effort, had caught up to the Three Heroes of the Empire of those days—if it weren't for the Old Earl of Brittany being so exceptionally brilliant...

Hmm, above Brittany, there was an even more brilliant Zimmerman.

And then there was Antonio, a rising star who came along later.

And he was particularly outstanding at that!

Not just Kratos, but even someone as wildly natured as Midaphis Axer was overshadowed, bereft of any brilliance.

In any other age, whether Kratos or Midaphis, they would have been individuals who shone brightly for a time.

But they were born in the wrong era.