Awakened: SSS Ranked Soul king

"Hm? That you Guilliman?" Seated atop the throne seat the man in Blacksteel amour pulled up his helmet and looked down at Guilliman with surprise.

This wasn't the blacksteel lord Klaus, it was one of his many sons. In particular….Franklin.

"Don't tell me you finally killed your father" Guilliman raised his eyebrow seeing Franklin on the main throne of the castle.

Unlike the old devil, he recognized this place. It was where himself and Victoria got into a mortal battle against the raven lord.

"Ahh, don't say such treasonous words in here, I would never think of doing that" Franklin smirked bitterly his eyes dashing around in panic.

He was one of Klaus most troublesome heirs, on several occasions he had, in a fit of rage threatened to kill the Blacksteel lord and take his place. This was highly treasonous, but the old man didn't seem to care half the time.

Rather, he drew Franklin closer by the minute.

"I'm just resting here while the old man meditates" Franklin quickly got up from the throne chair and walked to the side.

Klaus liked to speak of giving his children a fair ground to compete for his position in the sense that anyone could take it. But in truth that wasn't the case.

Even though he loved all his children Thane especially, they couldn't par up to two of his kids.

Franklin and Damon Blacksteel, his first and second sons respectively.

These two were incredibly powerful, the most powerful in the younger generation and even going toe to toe with others in the older generation. They were monsters.

To them, Thane was but a child.

"Okay, we can wait" Guilliman nodded as his gaze fell upon the ever so silent Damon on the other side of the throne.

Seconds passed quickly and before he knew it...

"Ahhh, my back" the voice of a much more mature, much more powerful man resounded from a back room as a man in a gray robe made his way forward.

Boom

He seemed to have just woken up from a nap as his eyes were baggy and his step rather foggy. Before long he took his seat on the throne and adjusted his eyes forward.

"Old devil, is that my present?" Klaus spoke loudly feeling the monsterous energy radiating from the box on the old man's back. Could that possibly be….

"A present indicates that it's free, that's not what we agreed on Klaus" the old devil pulled off his hood and glared at the blacksteel lord.

He didn't have a problem with this old man until the incident with Guilliman. It was then that he understood how much of a piece of shit he really was.

"Hmmm, you must be really confident then to bring him here" Klaus responded with a sneer as he briefly glanced at Guilliman.

His deal with the old devil was that, he create for him a very powerful weapon in exchange for Guillimans freedom.

This deal came years after the old devil tried to save Guilliman so of course he didn't quite believe him.

However, did he have a choice? Creating it at least allowing him time and information to go from.

"I am, now take a look" the old devil didn't waste a moment of time before dropping the box on the ground scattering it on impact.

A moment later….a shimmering spear revealed itself in the hall.

There were two primary types of weapons in this world.

The natural weapons born from killing beasts called echos and the man made one's.

For lower grades, they had mostly the durability of echoes allowing slayers to fight monsters, the higher the grade though, the more inscriptions could be placed on it , giving it abilities.

At this point they were called

Tempered Armaments

And depending on how high on the grade scale they were signed colors equivalent to the ranks.

This one in particular glowed with a white luster that made the Klaus smile with greed in his eyes.

This was a white tempered armament, or in lay terms.

An S Ranked weapon.

Of course, man made armaments were significantly weaker than echos and S Ranked slayers themselves.

"Impressive, I like it very much!!" The Blacksteel lords eyes beamed with excitement. Then he stretched his hand out calmly as if wanting to collect the spear.

"Not so fast Klaus, release the boy first" the old devil pulled the spear into his hand and said calmly.

Klaus needed to furfill his end of the bargain first.

"Ohh? Well…." Klaus hearing this let down his hand slowly with a bitter smile on his face.

"The thing is….i don't really need that weapon as much anymore. It doesn't sound like an interesting trade"

He needed that spear bad just a few weeks ago, that thing in the pyramids was constantly being attacked by the other shelter lords to no avail. With this weapon he was confident in killimg the beast.

But now? Well he didn't need it now.

"Did you notice the change in environment?" The blacksteel lord asked hinting at the throne room.

This place had always been here, but because in terms of Rank they were all similar, no one was allowed to stay here. But here he was today, seated on the throne chair.

"Did…" The old devils eyes widened the next second as he instinctively grabbed Guilliman by the arm.

This was a signal for Guilliman to connect them telepathically.

'kid, I think you should rethink this, I have a bad feeling about Klaus…"

The old devil sent in a panic, he himself was quite powerful, but no where near the shelter lords. For Klaus to sit here comfortably without being challenged hinted something he didn't want to believe.

'I can't back away old devil, I understand what you mean but I can't'

Even before the old devil noticed it, Guilliman could feel his restraints had become much stronger than they were before.

It was obvious, the Blacksteel lord had become an S Ranked slayer