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BORN OF DOOM Chapter 64: BOND
James, in desperation, hurled every crystal he had into the glowing formation. Even the rare gilberk-tier crystals were offered up, but the insatiable formation greedily consumed them without any sign of stopping. He clenched his fists, frustration etching lines on his face. The others stood watching, hesitant but unwilling to let him bear the burden alone. Sam, rolling his eyes but stepping forward nonetheless, broke the silence. "Even though I’d love to punch that smug face of yours, you’re still my brother. Guess I’ll help," he muttered, tossing his own stash of crystals into the formation. The others, spurred by Sam’s reluctant generosity, began to empty their own collections. One by one, they offered up their reserves. Crystals glowed and dissolved into the formation, feeding its ravenous energy. The ground trembled faintly as the magic surged, yet the formation remained unfulfilled. Every last crystal had been consumed, leaving them at a loss. “It’s still not enough,” Jam
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 65: LEAD
The surrounding beasts wasted no time, springing into action the moment they locked eyes on the humans. A cacophony of growls, snarls, and thunderous footfalls filled the air as the creatures charged with frightening coordination. James reacted swiftly, summoning his ethereal beasts—two spectral wolves that materialized by his side, their glowing forms snarling in unison. His spear shimmered into existence, a manifestation of his weaponized energy. The others followed suit, unleashing their own abilities in a desperate attempt to hold the onslaught at bay.Sam hurled explosive energy projectiles that erupted into waves of concussive force upon impact, scattering smaller beasts in a fiery display. Noah’s twin blades shimmered with a golden light, each slash leaving arcs of burning energy in its wake. Timmy conjured streams of water that coalesced into sharp whips, cutting down the agile predators that lunged at him.Despite their efforts, the wave of beasts seemed endless. Each time on
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 66: LERNAEAN HYDRA
"The further we go, the harder it becomes," Lucin muttered, his voice heavy with exertion. He wrenched his long sword free from the carcass of a beast, its blood sizzling off the blade in the humid air. The battlefield lay in silence, the only sounds those of distant winds and the occasional rustle of leaves. "I think this place is clear. We should move on to the next phase now," he said, glancing around as he cleaned his blade. When no response came, he furrowed his brow but moved forward regardless. Just as he took his next step, the ground trembled. A shimmering portal tore open in the air before him, releasing an overwhelming, swirling force. The pull was immediate and fierce, like the hands of a storm clawing at his body. His boots scraped against the earth as he struggled to maintain his footing. "We have to get out of this place right now!" he bellowed, his voice barely audible over the roaring wind. He turned to his companion—but something darted past him in a blur. Lucin
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 67: DEFEATING THE HYDRA
The clash of steel echoed through the air, accompanied by the resounding boom of explosions in a remote, desolate land. The atmosphere rippled with waves of distortion, the chaotic energy seemingly tearing the world apart. “If we keep this up, we’ll burn out, and that will be the end of us,” Lucin shouted, his voice straining to rise above the chaos. Relentlessly, he attacked, focusing on the hydra’s heads, but finding no opening. The beast’s relentless assault left him frustrated. “Cut this head off already—it’s driving me mad!” Vondrel shouted, dodging the bladed appendage of one of the hydra’s heads as it lashed out at him with lightning speed. Its attacks allowed him no moment to breathe or plan his next move. “Stop complaining and make an opening for me!” Lucin retorted, irritation creeping into his voice. Vondrel darted to the creature’s side, closing the distance quickly. The hydra’s bladed head tracked him, swinging with deadly precision, aiming to bisect him. Forced
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 68: SEPARATED
Lucin stood in the vast, white expanse, a blank canvas that seemed to stretch into eternity. His mind churned with questions as he examined his surroundings. “The last time I was in a place like this was when I entered the ancestral door,” he muttered, scanning the area with narrowed eyes. The stillness of the space only amplified the flood of thoughts rushing through his mind. Is this finally my way out of the separate dimension? Am I about to see the outside world? What does it look like? Will I finally reunite with my brother and family? A smile briefly softened his face, hope flickering like a fragile flame. But before he could savor the moment, he sensed something. His instincts kicked in, and he dropped into a crouch just as a fireball zipped over his head, its heat brushing past him. “What the…” he muttered, rolling to the side to create distance. Rising cautiously, his eyes darted around. “I thought this was a passage home. What is this?” His expression darkened as
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 69: DEFEAT
“Ahh, that hurts,” Vondrel muttered, grimacing as he forced himself to his feet. Blood trickled down his chest from a deep gash, staining the pristine white ground beneath him. “This is getting more annoying,” he growled, wincing in pain as he reflected on how things had escalated to this point. --- “What’s with this dimension and all these endless white spaces?” Vondrel muttered, scanning his surroundings with wary eyes. His body was heavy with fatigue, the exhaustion of his previous battles still weighing him down. ‘Lucin isn’t here. Is this just another trap, or is there a way out like before?’ he wondered, releasing his consciousness to heighten his perception. He extended his senses outward, searching for any weak spot in the endless white mass or a connection to the outside world. Suddenly, he felt a presence. His instincts flared, and he crossed his arms just in time to block a powerful impact that sent him skidding backward. “Now, now… aren’t you being a bit too aggressi
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 70: TEST
Lucin’s unconscious body was encased in a floating, translucent sphere, suspended in stasis. Meanwhile, Vondrel found himself plunged into an endlessly warping dark void. The shifting space felt strangely familiar, triggering an unsettling sense of déjà vu. “Just show yourself already,” Vondrel growled, his voice heavy with irritation. “I don’t have time for this.” He waited, standing in the disorienting expanse, his patience wearing thin. Despite his heightened senses, there was no response—no movement, no energy signature, just the ceaseless warping of space. Vondrel clenched his fists, frustration bubbling within him. Is this some kind of endurance test? he wondered, his thoughts brimming with exasperation. Why does this feel exactly like the chaos I experienced during my transmigration? Can't they give me a break? Glancing down at his bruised, battered body, Vondrel grimaced. His usually rapid healing had slowed, his strength visibly waning. He heaved a weary sigh, realizi
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 71: HISTORY OF THE GOHU
As Vondrel was whisked away from the suffocating darkness, a refreshing sensation coursed through his body, leaving him standing in an ancient throne room that seemed untouched by time. The space exuded a sense of grandeur and authority, the kind that demanded reverence from anyone who dared enter. Intricate patterns and carvings adorned the walls, depicting swirling wyverns and fierce battles from eras long past. The air itself felt heavy with power, carrying a faint, almost melodic hum that resonated through the chamber. The centerpiece of the room was an imposing throne set upon a raised dais, commanding attention as if it were the heart of the realm. The throne was carved from a shimmering obsidian-like stone, its surface interwoven with veins of glowing blue that pulsed faintly, reminiscent of a heartbeat. Its design was both elegant and brutal, with sharp edges and fluid curves blending seamlessly. Behind the throne loomed a towering wyvern carved from the same stone, its wings
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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
