The Transmigrated Author-Chapter 281: The Lord Of Iron

The Iron Lord's eyes narrowed as he watched his two most trusted generals were dragged away by these strangers.

"You've made a grave mistake challenging me,"

He snarled at Rel, who stood calmly before him while his companions battled the generals.

"Your friends might have caught my subordinates off guard, but you have no idea what you're truly facing."

Rel remained unfazed, his expression neutral as he assessed the tyrant before him.

"Enlighten me, then."

The Iron Lord's laugh echoed through the chamber, a harsh sound that sent shivers down the spines of his own guards.

"The soldiers who returned from previous battles spoke of my trump card. Perhaps you might have lived longer had you gathered that information first."

"But I think it's necessary to go all out from the start anyway."

The massive hammer in his hands began to emit a dull, metallic glow as he raised it skyward.

"Clad of the damned, buried of the old. Touch this world in blood, eleven fold..."

The Iron Lord's voice deepened, resonating with power as ancient words flowed from his lips. The floor beneath them trembled, dust raining from the ceiling as reality itself seemed to warp around them.

"Elemental Zone: Iron Clad Of Steel."

WOM!!!

The world shattered.

One moment they stood in the throne room, the next they were somewhere else entirely.

The transition was instantaneous yet felt like being pulled through the eye of a needle. It was disorienting and uncomfortable.

-I should've know he was an elemental user… but It doesn't change the fact that I have the perfect counter for his zone.

Rel stumbled slightly before regaining his footing.

They now stood in a vast, barren landscape.

The ground beneath their feet was solid iron, stretching endlessly in all directions.

Jagged metal spires jutted from the surface at irregular intervals, reaching toward a sky that had no sun, no moon, no stars—just a churning mass of dark clouds shot through with veins of molten metal.

"Welcome to my domain," the Iron Lord's voice boomed, seeming to come from everywhere at once.

His form had changed—his armor now appeared to be fused with his flesh as the metallic veins pulsed beneath his skin.

The war hammer in his hands had grown, its head now large enough to crush a man with a single blow.

But none of it mattered.

The world continued to spin, indifferent to the mistakes he had made. Even if this fight was meant for someone else, Rel lived only for what the world had become.

Because ever since he arrived, he finally accepted that change was inevitable.

_Step…Step…Step…_

"So the little lamb comes willingly to slaughter,"

The Iron Lord picked up his hammer slamming it face down to the ground.

"Do you even comprehend what you're facing? This is my zone! My absolute domain. Every molecule of metal here answers to my will alone."

Rel continued his advance, his footsteps leaving small indentations in the iron surface beneath him.

"I've faced worse than you," Rel replied calmly.

"Tyrants who think their power makes them gods—they all fall the same way."

The Iron Lord's face contorted with rage.

"Then let me show you the difference between a god and an insect!" He raised his hammer high.

"Tripartite Iron Devastation!"

BAM!

The hammer's head split into three separate sections, each glowing with molten energy.

With a roar that shook the very foundations of the domain, the Iron Lord brought the weapon down.

The three sections detached completely, each becoming a separate projectile of death hurtling toward Rel from different angles.

One shot straight at his chest, another curved to strike his left flank, while the third arced high to crash down on his head. It was an attack designed to be inescapable—a perfect triangle of destruction.

Rel leaped backwards into the air, his movements fluid and precise. As he watched the projectiles closing in, his eyes glowed a bright blue.

The pathway of the attacks seemed to bend before him, as if the universe itself was altering their trajectories.

Extending his right hand, his sword 'Axel' materialized.

He wasted no time, imbuing it with aura that coated the blade in an ominous black sheen.

Sparks of dark lightning crackled and shot out from the weapon.

Just as the attack was about to reach him, Rel swung his sword with a force that defied comprehension.

SLASH!!

An unnamed slash erupted from the blade, a crescent of pure destruction that annihilated all three projectiles in a single sweep.

BOOM!!!

The air rippled with the aftershock as molten fragments scattered harmlessly around him.

Unscathed, Rel landed softly on the metallic ground, his expression unchanged.

"Is that it?" Rel called out.

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The Iron Lord stood frozen for a moment, disbelief etched across his metallic features. Rage quickly replaced shock.

"IMPOSSIBLE! No one can survive my zone! Not like this!" His voice thundered through the iron wasteland.

"Then I guess I'm no one,"

He began to advance again, each step deliberate and unhurried.

The Iron Lord's eyes blazed with fury as he raised his hand skyward once more.

"Then I'll bury you myself!"

His grip tightened on the war hammer, and this time it wasn't just molten energy that coursed through it. Silver aura flared around the weapon, interlaced with black lightning that crackled violently.

"You're not the only one who knows how to use that power,"

The Iron Lord roared, as he charged at Rel with terrifying speed.

CLASH!

They clashed in a blinding explosion of energy, aura meeting aura in a cataclysmic shock wave that tore through the iron landscape.

Rel's feet skidded back from the impact, but he quickly regained balance.

The Iron Lord laughed maniacally as he raised his hand to the sky.

"Let's see you handle this!"

Molten metal surged up from the ground around him in a massive tidal wave, enveloping his form completely.

In an instant, he vanished—only to reappear above Rel, hammer raised high and descending with lethal intent.

"…!"

Rel looked up, calculating every possible move in the split-second before impact.

CRACKLE…CRACKLE…CRACKLE…

His aura flared intensely as he swung Axel upwards with all his might.

"Shattered Judgement."

BOOOM!

The attack met the Iron Lord's strike mid-air in an earth-shattering collision.

Aura and molten energy spiraled outwards like a supernova, ripping across the barren world and leaving devastation in its wake.

The force of their clash sent both combatants hurtling backwards.

Rel flipped through the air before landing on his feet, while the Iron Lord crashed into a distant metal spire.