In Arcadia City, Victor once again unleashed his fury upon the reconnaissance team he had sent to deal with Evan and Aria. The reports he received were far from satisfactory—Evan and Aria had not only survived but had grown stronger. Feeling threatened by this development, Victor knew he had to take more significant and decisive action.With burning anger, Victor decided to summon the seven strongest executives from his organization. These seven individuals were the pillars of strength that Victor had gathered over the years, each possessing terrifying and unique abilities. They were the spearhead he was prepared to use to eliminate his enemies.As the seven executives stood before Victor, the room filled with a menacing aura. They were all people Victor had long relied upon for the most dangerous tasks.Victor eyed each of them sharply. “You all know how important this mission is. Evan and Aria must be stopped before they become an even greater threat. I need someone who can execute
After Liam's arrival, a grand banquet was held in the main hall of the Ironfist family residence. The grand hall was filled with an array of food and drinks, while the family members and honored guests sat around the large table, ready to celebrate the return of the Young Master.Liam, who now stood at the center of attention, rose from his seat and gestured for everyone to pay attention. "Thank you," he said with a tone full of gratitude, "for such a warm welcome. I deeply appreciate the respect and love you have shown since I arrived. This family has always been a place where I can return and feel at home."The atmosphere in the hall was filled with warmth and happiness, but Liam knew that the time for celebration had to come to an end. With a more serious tone, he continued, "However, I have not returned just to enjoy ourselves. There is something urgent that I must discuss with all of you."Everyone fell silent, their attention fully focused on Liam."I have returned," Liam contin
In the midst of the tense silence of the night, Seraphine stepped into the grand hall of the Ironfist family. The large doors opened with a booming echo, heralding the arrival of an unavoidable threat. Inside the hall, the already alert members of the Ironfist family immediately closed ranks, their eyes fixed warily on the figure of the woman who, with both grace and menace, strode into the room.Liam stood at the front, his expression serious and focused. By his side, the other family members were ready with their weapons, each aware that they were facing a very dangerous enemy. Seraphine, with sharp eyes and a graceful step, stopped a few steps in front of Liam. Her face bore a thin, unreadable smile.“Ironfist family,” Seraphine began, her voice soft yet filled with a terrifying power, “renowned for their bravery and strength. But I'm not here to listen to old tales. I'm here to destroy what you’ve built over the years.”Liam stared straight into Seraphine's eyes, undaunted by the
Amidst the ruins of the Ironfist family’s grand hall, dust and smoke still lingered in the air, a testament to the fierce clash between Liam and Seraphine. Though Liam remained standing, his body was weakened, while Seraphine, with her terrifying power, appeared like an unstoppable shadow of death.From behind one of the still-standing pillars, Evan and Aria, who had been anxiously watching the battle, finally decided they could no longer stay idle. Their eyes met in a silent exchange, both knowing what needed to be done.“We have to help Liam,” Aria whispered, her resolve firm.Evan nodded slightly. “I know it’s dangerous, but we have no other choice. If we don’t do something, it’s all over.”With determined steps, Evan and Aria moved into the battlefield, leaving the protection of the pillar that had shielded them thus far. They knew that joining this fight meant courting death, but for the sake of family and justice, they were willing to take that risk.Seraphine, noticing their pr
The intense battle between Seraphine and Evan, Aria, and Liam reached a new level of brutality. Swords clashed with incredible speed, and the crackling sound of magical auras filled the air within the hall. Evan, Aria, and Liam fought with all their might, pushing their limits to match Seraphine's relentless attacks.At a glance, the battle seemed even. Every time Seraphine launched a deadly assault, Evan, Aria, and Liam countered with their combined strength, forcing her back. However, beneath it all, Seraphine's impatience was growing. She felt her power draining with every passing second, and the wounds she had sustained from Liam earlier were beginning to affect her condition."Enough," Seraphine hissed quietly, her eyes narrowing with cold determination. She had no intention of allowing the three of them to continue wearing her down. It was time to end this.As Liam launched a forward attack, his aura shining with dazzling intensity, Seraphine sidestepped, her movements becoming
After the exhausting and devastating battle that destroyed many parts of their residence, the Ironfist family began a period of calm and reconstruction. However, before starting the rebuilding process, they had to face a moment of deep mourning.The first day after the battle, the Ironfist family held a funeral for their fallen warriors. Family and friends gathered in the front courtyard of their residence, which had been carefully prepared for this ceremony. The atmosphere around them was filled with a profound sense of loss and sorrow.Liam, with a face that appeared weary but determined, stood before the fallen warriors. Beside him stood Evan and Aria, both showing deep respect for the loss they all faced. They were all dressed in black, a symbol of their mourning.When Liam began his speech, his voice was filled with emotion. “Today, we gather to honor those who gave everything in yesterday’s battle. They were warriors who not only risked their lives but also their hopes and dream
Victor stood at the edge of his castle’s balcony, gazing at the somber horizon with mixed feelings. The cold night wind blew, rustling his long black cloak. Before him, the once-grand city now looked grim after the loss of Seraphine, one of the primary executives who had fought on the front lines. Yet, it wasn’t sadness that dominated Victor’s thoughts. Instead, anger and frustration boiled within him. Seraphine, although the weakest of the seven primary executives, was still a part of his power. Her death was a severe blow to his reputation and authority. What troubled him most wasn’t the loss of Seraphine’s life, but how the remaining six executives had reacted to her death. In a dark, aura-filled meeting room, the six remaining executives were gathered. Their faces, usually cold and cruel, now carried something else—a subtle derision. They showed no signs of mourning or loss. Instead, some of them even chuckled quietly, discussing Seraphine’s defeat as if it were a mere bad joke.
Victor arrived at the grand charity gala, his presence capturing attention in the opulent ballroom filled with prominent figures of society. Crystal chandeliers bathed the room in a warm golden light, and elegantly dressed guests mingled amid the luxurious decor. Despite the festive atmosphere, Victor's mind was far from the evening's celebrations.As he observed the crowd, exchanging polite nods and brief conversations with influential guests, his thoughts remained fixated on the battle against Evan and Aria. What had begun as a quest for an ancient artifact had evolved into a personal challenge. The victory and newfound power gained by his enemies had shifted his focus from merely acquiring relics to a deeper desire to crush Evan and his allies, as this was the only way to restore his shattered pride.The gala was intended as a prestigious charity event, designed to enhance Victor's public image and reinforce his standing among the elite. Yet, he found little solace in the glitter a
Evan slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that greeted him was the system screen that suddenly appeared before him. The words on the screen made him pause for a moment. "Congratulations," the message read, "You have become the Guardian of Earth." His heart raced as he read those words, but before he could fully process it, the screen vanished, leaving behind a warm sensation that spread throughout his body. The warmth made him feel at peace, as if all the heavy burdens he had carried were suddenly lifted away. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a room that was familiar to him. The wooden ceiling adorned with classic carvings, the thick curtains framing the large window, and the distinctive aroma. This room was his at the Ironfist family's residence. Evan tried to get up from the bed, but the exhaustion still lingered throughout his body. "Evan..." A soft voice, full of emotion, called his name. He turned towards the voice and saw Aria standing at the doorway,
Victor observed the battlefield around him with a sharp gaze. His once-invincible army had now been shattered, defeated by the alliance of the Guardians and Ironfist Hunter. His body trembled, not only from exhaustion but also from the anger that was slowly taking over him. In his mind, he contemplated the chaos that had unfolded, realizing that his perfect plan had fallen apart. "I didn't expect them to get this far," he muttered cynically, his eyes fixed on Evan, who still stood firm before him. Every blow, every strike from Evan, felt increasingly heavy and powerful. Victor began to feel a pressure he had never experienced before. He, who had always considered himself invincible, was now feeling the push and panic. "Evan Walker... You turned out to be far stronger than I imagined," said Victor, his lips curling into a thin, hate-filled smile. He looked at Evan with eyes full of rage and determination. "But I won't give up that easily!" In a final attempt, Victor summoned the dar
Victor Draven stared intently at the man standing before him. Amidst the chaos and destruction of the battlefield, there was only one person capable of matching Victor's dark aura—Evan Walker. The man who had become a thorn in his side, the primary obstacle behind his failure to command the forces of darkness.All this time, Evan had thwarted every one of Victor's cunning plans, causing him to lose control over the immense power that should have been his. But now, the time had finally come. The moment Victor had long awaited, the moment when he could finally destroy the greatest obstacle in his life.Victor wasn't angry—no, instead, a thin smile formed on his tense lips. There was an indescribable joy on his face, like a child who had finally found the toy he had been searching for all along."Finally, we meet, Evan," Victor said, his voice low and deep, echoing in the brief silence that enveloped them. Victor's eyes glowed with dark joy, filled with anticipation for the battle to com
Aria and her comrades initially found a glimmer of hope through their solid teamwork. They moved in perfect synchronization, attacking Victor Draven from all sides. However, Victor had no intention of letting them achieve victory easily."Attack from every side! Don't give him any room to breathe!" Aria commanded firmly, her sword glowing with a fusion of wind and shadow energy.Hugo, with his fiery fists blazing, added, "We have to stop him now, or everything will be for nothing!"But Victor only smiled coldly. "Do you really think this is enough to stop me?" he whispered icily.It was then that Victor revealed his true power. With a single gesture, he manipulated the darkness. Shadows oozed from his body, engulfing everything around him. All the magic attacks launched by the elite Ironfist Hunter team seemed meaningless. The darkness swallowed all the spells and attacks, rendering their efforts futile as the battlefield was consumed by impenetrable shadows."This... can't be happeni
Victor Draven descended onto the battlefield after his forces began to falter. With a dark aura radiating from his body, he walked with barely contained rage. Each step he took shook the ground, emitting a terrifying energy that was immediately felt by everyone around him.As his feet touched the battleground, a powerful tremor was felt by all. The strong dark aura enveloped Victor's body, instilling fear in the hearts of his enemies. With a single hand gesture, he created a destructive vortex of energy, forcing the fighters from Blue Sky and Ironfist Hunter to retreat a few steps, while the previously cornered monster leaders fought back with renewed vigor."Everyone, get ready!" Aria shouted, her voice firm but tense. She knew they couldn't face Victor individually. "We must stop Victor from harming more guardians!""We have no choice but to hold our ground and fight with everything we've got!" Hugo replied, anger clear in his voice. "I'll distract him with my fire. Aria, you and th
In Arcadia City, Victor Draven stood at the edge of a towering building, his sharp eyes surveying the battlefield below. Initially, he was confident of an absolute victory. His army of various monstrous races had wreaked havoc across Arcadia, burning buildings and ruthlessly crushing their opponents. However, as time passed, that confidence began to wane, replaced by a creeping unease within him. The battle that once seemed like a sure victory was now turning into a fierce, evenly-matched struggle. The arrival of the Ironfist Hunter warriors had a tremendous impact that Victor had never anticipated. They came like an unexpected storm, wielding power and strategy that shifted the momentum of the battle. On the battlefield, the Ironfist Hunter showed their prowess. The elite warriors of Ironfist Hunter immediately rushed to assist the Blue Sky members, who were on the verge of despair while facing the monster leaders. Hugo and Jena, two formidable warriors from Ironfist Hunter, quickl
The once-balanced battle had now entered a terrifying new phase.The allied forces of the Blue Sky Guardians, who had initially managed to hold off the waves of monsters, were now being pushed back. The sheer number of enemies, combined with the strength of the monster leaders, forced them into a corner. Each of the monster leaders had descended onto the battlefield, causing chaos and complicating the situation for the elite Guardians, who had to divide their focus.Amon, with his magic whip writhing like a living serpent and his ability to control wild beasts, targeted the leader of the Minotaur race. This Minotaur was a giant, nearly unstoppable in its strength. Each swing of its axe shattered the ground and destroyed anything in its path. Amon, however, was a master tactician. He used his magic to tame the wild beasts around the battlefield, forcing them to attack the Minotaur from all directions, while his magic whip attempted to ensnare the giant’s legs. But Amon’s attacks seemed
That night in Arcadia City, the darkness was deeper than usual. The pitch-black sky was lit up by lightning and echoed with the roars of monsters reverberating through every corner of the city. The dimensional gate that had opened atop Victor Draven's building created an endless corridor, spewing forth a vast army of evil creatures onto the streets now filled with debris and smoke. The once majestic city had turned into a chaotic battlefield.At the Ironfist residence, the peaceful atmosphere that the elite members of the Ironfist Hunter, who had just returned from a long vacation, had hoped for was far from reality. They were greeted by a horrifying sight: their family members were locked in a fierce battle against a horde of relentless monsters. The formidable Ironfist family fighters were struggling against the seemingly endless waves of creatures.Seeing the battle before him, Zeke immediately gave a short and firm command. "Ironfist Hunter!! Forward!!"Without hesitation, the eli
After everything that had happened, after all the battles and sacrifices, Evan knew that his time in Lunaris was coming to an end. Even though he had achieved victory and brought peace to this world, there was an emptiness he could not ignore. He felt that there were still things left to do, other places that needed his presence—especially Earth, his home. Galathiel, the guardian who had guided him all this time, stood before Evan, a soft light emanating from his entire being. Galathiel’s gaze was filled with wisdom and understanding, as if he could see all the doubts lingering in Evan’s heart. "Evan," Galathiel began in a gentle voice that echoed throughout the temple, "you have done more than anyone could have hoped. You have protected this world and given new hope to its inhabitants. But I know, your heart does not fully reside here." Evan lowered his head slightly, feeling a mix of emotions weighing on him. "I feel that my task here is finished, and I need to return to Earth. T