252. High Council of Champions

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Bloodied and bruised, they launched themselves at Marcus with relentless fury. But one by one, they fell, their strength no match for the Paragon of Power.

"Oohhhhhh....Lord Paragon....!!"

"Lord Paragon...Ohhhhh!!"

As the battle raged on, the stands erupted with cheers and roars, the crowd in awe of the spectacle before them. Marcus stood in the center of the chaos, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes still blazing with that fierce, excited grin plastered across his face.

"Whooosh...!!"

The dust settled slowly, revealing a scene of devastation. Warriors lay scattered across the arena, some struggling to rise, others too exhausted or injured to move.

"Hufff...!!"

Marcus stood victorious, his bronze skin glistening with sweat, his muscles taut and ready for more.

"Lord Paragon....Lord Paragon is unbeatable...!!" The crowd's cheers grew even louder, their voices merging into a single, deafening roar.

They celebrated the incredible display of might and valor, their bel
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