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BORN OF DOOM Chapter 41: ANCESTRAL GROUND
The air seemed to ripple as space warped in small waves across the sky. Miss Abbie was moving at incredible speed, her aura cutting a path through clouds that split and rejoined in her wake. She held Vondrel securely by her side, creating a protective barrier around him to keep him from feeling the dizzying effects of her momentum. Still, his vision blurred, his senses struggling to keep up with her swift pace. At last, they arrived in a remote wasteland, veiled in an otherworldly stillness. Without warning, Miss Abbie moved seamlessly into a hidden boundary, and they vanished from sight. Moments later, her voice broke the silence. "Here we are." Vondrel looked up, his eyes widening as he took in the scene before him. The entire area pulsed with an overwhelming aura, thick with dense energy that seemed almost tangible, swirling in surreal patterns around them. It was as though the air itself had taken on a form, undulating with faint, ghostly luminescence that defied any logic. Th
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 42: ALONE
In a grand hall with golden walls and tapestries bearing the insignias of various noble houses, a meeting of immense importance was about to begin. The Lords of all prominent noble houses were gathered, their faces set in serious expressions. At the head of the table sat the human king, his regal presence commanding respect. The tension in the air was palpable; each lord present knew that the news to be shared today was nothing trivial. "Let’s begin the meeting," the king announced with a firm tone, casting his gaze across the table. "Lucas, proceed with the report," he instructed. Lucas, one of the most respected figures in the room and the father of Abbie, stepped forward. He was known not only for his wisdom but also for his strategic prowess, traits he passed on to his daughter, a warrior of unparalleled skill. "Planet Kanad has been saved," Lucas began, his voice steady but with a hint of weariness, "though it wasn’t left in good shape." The room fell silent, everyone lis
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 43: A DIFFERENT RACE
Not far from the fort, a fierce battle raged between members of the same alien race. Warriors clashed, each side locked in a deadly struggle, when suddenly, their attention was drawn to a massive flood sweeping across the landscape toward them. "What is that?" one of them shouted in disbelief. "How can this be happening?" another asked, eyes wide with fear. Panic set in instantly, uniting attackers and defenders in a scramble for survival. Both sides abandoned their fight, fleeing as fast as they could, but the flood moved relentlessly. It consumed everything in its path, and soon the unfortunate ones who couldn’t escape were swallowed up in the churning waters. Watching the devastating flood hurtling toward the battle, Vondrel felt a jolt of guilt. "What have I done?" he muttered, realizing the chaos his earlier actions had caused. Standing up, he took a step forward, ready to act, but paused when he noticed three figures sprinting directly toward the oncoming surge. These
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 44: A LOST KIN
“It’s been so long… I never thought I’d see someone from my race here.” A voice echoed from a nearby cell, breaking Vondrel's focus. In the dim light, Vondrel could make out a figure—red-haired, fierce-eyed, and battle-worn. He wore a white, tattered outfit, and his intense gaze locked onto Vondrel as if trying to remember him from a distant memory. “Hmm…” Vondrel muttered, sizing up the stranger. “Why are you here?” the man asked. Vondrel shrugged. “I’m here by coincidence.” The man let out a low chuckle, his voice tinged with both amusement and disbelief. “Coincidence, huh? I’ve only been here for a few months, maybe a year. I figured my family would eventually send someone, but… I don’t seem to recognize you. Who are you?” “Vondrel. And no one sent me,” Vondrel replied flatly. “Vondrel? Never heard of that name before… unless the family was keeping you hidden and training you in seclusion.” The man seemed to ponder this possibility aloud, narrowing his eyes as if searching Vo
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 45: SEEKING AUDIENCE
“We’ve lost more factions… the longer this war drags on, the worse it gets. Soon, the Dark Lord’s army will overrun us.” The guard in charge of Vondrel’s prison cell sighed heavily, his tone edged with worry. “If the Light Lord doesn’t recover soon, we’re bound to lose everything to the Dark Lord,” his assistant added, his voice tinged with desperation. “Oh, Mother of Gohu, don’t forsake us now.” Vondrel and Lucin exchanged a quick glance as they listened intently, absorbing every detail. A glimmer of a plan started to form in Vondrel’s mind. “This might be our chance,” Vondrel muttered, a sly smirk creeping across his face. Lucin raised an eyebrow. “That look… it reminds me of my brother whenever he was up to something devious. What’s going on in that head of yours?” “Your Light Lord is your leader, right? Take us to him. We’ll see what’s wrong with him and heal him if we can,” Vondrel announced, raising his voice just enough for the guards to overhear. The guards burst out lau
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 46: MEETING THE LEADER
Vondrel surveyed the scene, arms folded as he stood amid the scattered and groaning guards, their bruised and battered bodies sprawled across the courtyard floor."Honestly, I expected more of a challenge. But I’ll admit, their regenerative ability is impressive," he murmured, casting a quick glance at Lucin, who sat cross-legged nearby, eyes closed as he focused on replenishing his lost energy. Vondrel’s gaze returned to the fallen guards. How much longer until he’s ready? he wondered, tapping his foot impatiently.He stepped forward and addressed the injured guards, raising his voice. "So, which one of you brave souls wants to go and let your leader know we’re requesting an audience?" His question was met with silence; the guards either glared at him in anger or stared blankly, too exhausted to move."Don’t tell me I’ll have to make an example of one of you," he sighed, readying himself to approach the nearest guard. But before he could take another step, he sensed a surge of powerf
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 47: Ultimatum
“Just tread carefully here. Any suspicious move, and it’s the end for you,” the large figure warned, his gravelly voice heavy with authority.“Doesn’t exactly help, these threats,” Vondrel replied, a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Why not try being a little friendly, old man?”Lucin chimed in with a playful smirk. “You can’t blame him. He looks like someone who’s been rejected by plenty of ladies before he finally found one who’d tolerate him. He’s probably feeling insecure around all this handsomeness.”The large figure scowled, his deep-set eyes narrowing. “I’m right here, you know. One more word from either of you, and I’ll personally throw you both out.”“Look, he’s ruining the mood again,” Lucin muttered with a feigned sigh.“Relax, old man. We’re just messing around. Don’t take it personally,” Vondrel added with a soft laugh, his tone warm but laced with an edge.Ignoring their banter, the large figure led the way through the labyrinthine corridors until they reached
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 48 : Probing
In a separate space, the clash of swift movements filled the air. "Swoosh," "Swoosh." A figure blurred between shadows and light, entangled in a relentless battle against three formidable beasts. His movements were fluid, almost inhuman, as he darted from place to place, narrowly evading each swipe of razor-sharp claws intent on tearing him apart. “Phew…that was close,” he muttered, his breath quick and shallow. He barely had time to duck as another swipe rushed past, close enough to ruffle his hair. “Really?” he called out in frustration, ducking to avoid yet another blow. “Not even a second to breathe?” Adrenaline surged through him, sharpening his instincts. He lowered into a crouch, planting his feet firmly as he clenched his fists, his muscles coiling with power. As one of the beasts lunged toward him, he waited for the precise moment before launching his fist forward, right into the beast’s exposed gut. “Bang!” The impact thundered through the air, a testament to th
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Chapter 118: SUDDEN CHANGE
SUDDEN CHANGE Updated Academy Points • Silver Moon – 433 • Evercoast – 565 • Whispering Willow – 487 • Hidden Grove – 425 Beast Counts • Sidon Tier – 6 • Hyper Tier – 10 • Advanced Tier – 25 • Gilberk Tier – 25 • Intermediate Tier – 25 • Mediate Tier – 30 • Ranker Tier – 100 The deafening voice of the announcer, Paul, rang through the entire planet, so loud it nearly shook the viewing platforms. "MY, OH MY!" he bellowed, his excitement bursting through the speakers. "The point board has been updated, and these kids aren’t letting up at all!" A sharp, irritated voice immediately cut in beside him. "Will you lower that damned tone before I go deaf?!" Lisanna snapped, clutching her chest as if she had just suffered a heart attack. Her breath was uneven, her glare was sharp, and her frustration was palpable. Paul turned to her, blinking. "I… I didn’t mean to scare you that much. Besides, you just screamed yourself." Lisanna huffed, waving him off. "Just…just get on wit
Chapter 117: ONGOING HUNT
ONGOING HUNT UPDATED ACADEMY POINTS • SILVER MOON – 50 • EVERCOAST – 90 • WHISPERING WILLOW – 60 • HIDDEN GROVE – 100 BEAST COUNTS • SIDON TIER – 6 • HYPER TIER – 10 • ADVANCED TIER – 25 • GILBERK TIER – 28 • INTERMEDIATE TIER – 38 • MEDIATE TIER – 60 • RANKER TIER – 200 The numbers flickered on the floating crystal panel in the sky, shifting and adjusting with every passing second as the competition raged on. Timmy, seated lazily at the bank of a vast, shimmering lake, barely spared it a glance. His drenched clothes dripped into the sand, but he didn’t care. Instead, he twirled a small crystal in his fingers, his expression somewhere between bored and unimpressed. "Who would’ve thought a Gilberk-tier beast wouldn’t survive a simple test of my skills… sigh, what a waste." His voice carried a dramatic lament, but the laziness in his tone made it clear he wasn’t all that heartbroken. A familiar voice spoke up from behind him. "So, you’re the one who suddenly boosted our
Chapter 116: PLANET CORAL
PLANET CORAL Planet Coral is an awe-inspiring world brimming with life, vibrance, and an almost surreal beauty. Situated in the outer reaches of an uncharted galaxy, it stands as a testament to the wonders of nature and cosmic evolution. Its unique ecosystem, strange yet magnificent landscapes, and ethereal energy make it one of the most intriguing planets in existence. From space, Planet Coral shimmers like an opalescent gem, its surface reflecting hues of deep blues, purples, and iridescent pinks. Unlike typical planets with landmasses and vast continents, most of Coral’s surface is covered in water, but not just any water…luminous, crystalline oceans that glow faintly even in the darkest nights. The ocean is filled with bioluminescent organisms, and beneath its depths lies a vast, interconnected web of coral-like structures that serve as the foundation of the planet’s unique biosphere. The sky above Planet Coral is a mixture of deep indigo and swirling streaks of violet during t
Chapter 115: THE VANISHED ANCESTRAL GATE
THE VANISHED ANCESTRAL GATE A thunderous voice shattered the silence, shaking the very foundation of the chamber. “WHAT IN THE HEAVENS ARE YOU SAYING, HUH?!” The moment the words left the clan leader’s mouth, the temperature plummeted. The once grand and imposing chamber, filled with ornate carvings and ancient symbols of power, now felt like a tomb. The air grew suffocating, pressing down on the kneeling men with an unbearable weight. The energy in the room twisted, thick with murderous intent. The three men who knelt before him trembled violently, sweat trickling down their temples. Their breathing turned shallow, their limbs stiffening under the crushing force of his aura. One of them, a man with a scar running down his cheek, swallowed hard, his voice quivering as he spoke. “C-Clan leader… w-we didn’t know how it happened… W-We felt a slight energy fluctuation, and we rushed to investigate, but w-when we got there… the A-Ancestral Gate was… i-it was…” The words refused to co
Chapter 114: HUNT
“YO… WE ARE BACK AGAIN! ANOTHER DAY FOR THE STUDENTS FROM THE VARIOUS TOP ACADEMIES TO SHOW US WHAT THEY'VE GOT!” The deafening voice of the announcer rang through the grand stadium, reverberating across the massive screens displaying live footage of the competition grounds. After several days of rest, anticipation was at its peak, and the spectators roared in excitement. “I have been waiting for this,” Lisanna chimed in, her voice carrying an amused lilt. “And I’m sure a lot of people are dying to see what happens next.” “I’m also anticipating it, okay, Lisanna? Besides, our little bet is still active, and my wealth is increasing by the second.” The announcer smirked. “Oh, I can’t say the same for you, though,” he added smugly. Lisanna scoffed, crossing her arms. “Yeah, yeah, get all cocky while you can, you lousy, overgrown dummy.” “Hey! I ain’t overgrown! I’m still young!” the announcer protested. Lisanna narrowed her eyes. “Yeah? I wouldn’t take you up on that.” She waved d
Chapter 113: UNKNOWN DISAPPEARANCE
A vast expanse of dense, swirling higher energy stretched endlessly, pulsating like a living entity. It was thick—so thick that even the most trained eyes would struggle to see through it. The air carried an eerie stillness, yet a silent pressure bore down on everything within its domain. Then, suddenly… WUMM! The once-calm energy thrashed violently, twisting and writhing as if in pain. The fluctuations sent shockwaves rippling outward, making the fabric of space tremble. The energy condensed further, making the visibility nearly impossible, forming an impenetrable mist of swirling power. At the very center of this phenomenon, where the energy was the thickest, stood two figures. They were garbed in simple robes that flowed weightlessly, untouched by the turbulent surroundings. One of them, clad in a crimson garment, stood tall, his presence exuding a quiet confidence. The other, wearing ash-colored robes, seemed more composed, his stance steady and unreadable beneath the hood th
Chapter 112: PREMONITION (R18)
PREMONITION (R18) The air in the dimly lit parlor carried a languid warmth, thick with unspoken words and unrestrained desire. The golden glow of the ornate chandelier cast a soft shimmer over the plush cushions, the expensive décor surrounding the two figures who had long since drowned in their own private world. A man, poised and enigmatic, leaned back against the velvet couch, his fingers tracing the rim of a crystal glass filled with champagne. He swirled the golden liquid absentmindedly, his thoughts lingering on the weight of the competition and the storm yet to come. Despite his outwardly relaxed posture, tension coiled in his muscles, a foreboding sense that refused to dissipate. “It’s about to begin,” he murmured, his voice a low hum that blended with the soft jazz playing in the background. From the shadows behind the couch, a delicate hand trailed over his bare chest, fingers feather-light yet electric against his skin. The touch was unhurried, savoring every inch of hi
Chapter 111: RESULT
RESULT The grand display screen flickered, the shimmering golden letters adjusting as the final results of the zone capture competition settled in. The entire competition arena, spanning multiple viewing platforms, roared with anticipation as the rankings appeared for all to see, even those watching at home were all in delightful edge. Final Zone Capture Results: • Silver Moon Academy – 5 zones + main zone (Total: 6) • Evercoast Academy – 5 zones + main zone (Total: 6) • Whispering Willow Academy – 3 zones + main zone (Total: 4) • Hidden Grove Academy – 3 zones + main zone (Total: 4) The leaderboard settled, and the world took in the results. For a moment, there was nothing but murmurs—then came the reactions. "WE DID IT! WE'RE ON TOP!" A deafening cheer erupted from the Evercoast students, echoing throughout the viewing platform as the name of their academy solidified at the top of the board. "Yeah! Even though Silver Moon is listed first, we know that doesn't mean anything!
Chapter 110: BATTLE FOR FLOWING SCEPTER (II)
BATTLE FOR FLOWING SCEPTER The battle rage on in between Whispering Willow attackers and Evercoast defenders. “Curse those bastard top students” One student from Whispering Willow cursed “Curse you Vincent, curse you more Numba. Those two bastards aren’t taking this serious.” Another chimed in “Curse yourself for being weak” An irritated voice came from behind them and immediately a loud bang resounded and the two were sent flying. The two stood up and turned to see their attacker but before they could get hold of their footing…a blue flash of light sizzled past them, making their bodies get electrocuted. The two struggled to break free from the constant blue lightning. “Trying to break free huh. A bit of advice from me to you.” A boy from Evercoast who was controlling the blue lightning said as he walked close to them. “No one gets out of my lightning trap once caught…if you intend to break free from that, you need to try harder.” Without wasting more time, he turned into a li
