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Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 132: Heavenly Slicing Technique.
Oasis's body shimmered with a Blue-cyan hue, his skin glowing as the powerful mana was absorbed.The intensity of the heat grew, and the area around him became a steamy, ethereal landscape.The two ponds, once serene, now churned with raw energy, their waters swirling as they fed the ritual.As the energy continued to flow into Oasis, the final stage of the Phoenix Heart Cultivation Technique began to solidify within him.His heart beat in perfect harmony with the ancestral power within, each pulse resonating with the energy of the phoenix bloodline within.Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Oasis remained motionless, completely absorbed in the process.Over time, his physical form became obscured by a radiating aura of azure flames that enveloped his body.The flames danced and flickered, shaping themselves into a figure that mirrored his form, as if Oasis had transformed into a being of pure fire.The energy was so intense that his body seemed to dissolve into the flames
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 133: Relentless pursue
Wasting no time, Oasis moved inside the building. He boiled more vegetables, quickly eating to regain some energy, and then he sat down to study the Heavenly Slicing Technique.As he read through the manual, the intricacies of the technique began to unfold before him.This was not just a sword technique, nor was it bound to a single element.It was a method of manifesting mana into razor-sharp strings that extended from the fingertips, capable of slicing through anything when mastered.The technique was versatile, adapting to the elemental affinity of the user—whether fire, water, wind, or any other element, it would mold itself accordingly.The more Oasis read, the more he understood the profound potential of the technique.His mind began to form a poem, capturing the essence of what he was learning:Strings of mana, born from thought, Fingers weave what steel cannot. Elemental threads, sharp as a blade, In silence, they dance, in shadows, they wade.Fire’s sear or water’s grace, Win
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 134: Second bout: Oasis vs Rurik
Morning had arrived in the valleys, and Rurik was still relentless in his search for Oasis.The sun’s first rays filtered through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows on the ground as Rurik moved with the fluidity of a shadow, his frustration mounting with every step.He leaped from one shaded area to the next, his keen eyes scanning for any sign of his elusive target."Damn kid, you’ve got me overworking," Rurik thought as he propelled himself forward, heading in the direction of Belvan Town.He smirked, his mind whirling with possibilities."But fret not, you’re unfamiliar with this place. The only location you know around here is Belvan Town. With those injuries, you'll definitely head there."A sinister grin spread across his face as he considered his advantage."And since you have my dagger, I can track you anywhere."He moved with renewed determination, realizing that scouring the streams and battle sites had been a waste of time.in his mind, Oasis was grievously injured,
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 135: Rurik's Fall .
"Huh? I can’t catch it… What kind of force is this? But this brat’s strength should only amount to the Tabula-Rasa Realm," he thought, his mind racing as the dagger closed in on him.At the last moment, Rurik tilted his head slightly, the dagger whizzing past his ear by a hair’s breadth."You missed, brat!" he mocked, a grin spreading across his face as he continued his charge.!!!But then, he noticed something that made his blood run cold."Huh? What is this string attached to my dagger?" Rurik thought as he glanced down, noticing a thin string of mana connected to the weapon that had just passed him.He looked back at the dagger, which was still moving, and then back at Oasis, who was now veering to his left.Oasis’s speed was terrifying, leaving Rurik struggling to keep up as the young martial artist’s movements blurred.The mana string, still attached to the dagger, was being pulled taut as Oasis moved, leaving Rurik caught in the middle.Oasis's speed was terrifying, and Rurik c
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 136: Grand reception at the City Lord's mansion.
From their conversation, Oasis learned that the guard's name was Captain Garven, a seasoned warrior who had served the city lord for many years.The city lord of Belvan Town was Lord Valen Belvane.Captain Garven explained that Lord Valen had requested help from the Bluemoon family which was now the Lunaris Sect."So, the city lord himself is involved," Oasis thought, his curiosity piqued.He had briefly mentioned to Captain Garven his reason for being in the Dawnhail region, though he kept the details vague.As they continued walking, the town of Belvan gradually came into view, its walls bathed in the soft light of morning.The bustling activity at the north gate of Belvan Town was a stark contrast to the intense battle and power that had unfolded just beyond the town's borders.Merchants haggled over prices, children played in the streets, and guards stood vigilant, keeping an eye on the flow of people entering and leaving the town.As Oasis and Captain Garven passed through the ga
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 137: Oasis's strategy part 1
After the meal, Oasis, the city lord Cedric Valen, Captain Garven, and the city lord’s son made their way to Lord Valen’s private office.The room was simple at first glance, but as Lord Valen tapped a button on the wall, a hidden door slid open, revealing a spacious chamber beyond.This room was clearly designed for strategic planning, with a large round table at the center.Upon it lay a massive scroll and a detailed map of the Dawnhail region, marked with key locations linked to their plans for dealing with the Crimson Hand.Oasis’s sharp eyes scanned the room."So, he's been preparing for this," he thought, impressed by the thoroughness of the setup.As they took their seats around the table, Lord Valen observed Oasis carefully."When I requested help from the Lunaris sect, I didn't expect them to send someone so young," the city lord mused silently, trying to mask his doubts."But this kid is fascinating—so calm and composed for someone who hasn’t even come of age."Breaking the
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 138: Oasis's Strategy part 2
Oasis explained,"If we attack one of these camps, what happens to the slaves? They’ll likely return to the towns, and Belvan will become overcrowded with refugees.""We don’t know how they’ll act, and it could tip off the Crimson Hand."He then pointed to Riffridge, a town nearby. "City lord, what’s your relationship with Riffridge?"Lord Valen frowned. "It’s neutral. We don’t have much contact with their city lord.""Then we need to investigate Riffridge. Two of these camps are near that town, and it would make sense for the refugees to head there instead of Belvan.""We need to find out if their city lord is involved or if he’s trustworthy."Oasis continued, "I’ll personally investigate Riffridge. If their city lord is honorable, he’ll allow the refugees to take shelter in his town.""That will confuse the Crimson Hand a bit about who attacked their camps.""You’ll investigate Riffridge?" Lord Valen asked, surprised."Yes," Oasis affirmed. "We’ll send a small convoy to Riffridge wh
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 139: King Elpis Evergreen returns
As they walked together toward the exit, Teves kept sneaking glances at Oasis, clearly impressed.Oasis’s unassuming nature made it easy to forget that he was the same young man who had justorchestrated an intricate strategy to bring down a powerful criminal organization.Teves, full of nervous energy, eventually worked up the courage to speak."You’re amazing, you know that?" he blurted out, his voice filled with admiration.Oasis smiled slightly, shaking his head. "I’m just doing what needs to be done."But to Teves, Oasis wasn’t just doing what needed to be done—he was a living embodiment of the hero he aspired to be.Back in Lunalith, within the Bluemoon Estate of the Lunaris Sect,Zane Bluemoon was walking gracefully along the newly expanded pathways, taking in the sight of bustling servants and disciples moving about.He noted the unfamiliar faces scattered around the estate. "Already new people? What’s going on here?" he mused, curiosity piqued.After a few moments, Zane arriv
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Chapter 164: Karn(2)
At the same time Oasis clashed with Karn, far away, Cedric observed the battlefield with sharp eyes.He quickly assessed the situation and realized something crucial—Oasis’s plan was doomed.He wouldn’t be able to reach the remaining two camps in time.Without hesitation, Cedric vanished like a gust of wind, his body blurring across the valley.In mere breaths, he reached the other camps, moving with such speed that it seemed as though he had never left his original position.By the time he returned, the camps lay in ruins, the enemies cut down before they could react. He stood once more, watching Oasis with a smirk."You owe me one, kid," Cedric muttered, crossing his arms. "Let’s see how you handle this."---Their auras flared again—cyan and crimson, swirling violently in the air as embers from Oasis’s blue flames crackled between them.The tension in the battlefield was suffocating, the sheer presence of both warriors bending the air like a storm on the verge of release."Damn, to
Chapter 163: Karn(1)
Few minutes before oasis killed Vakar...Inside one of the wooden buildings in Mistvalley, the room was adorned with tapestries, intricate carvings on the wooden walls, and a deep red carpet covering the floor.The scent of burning incense filled the air, mixing with the subtle aroma of aged wood.Five ornate lamps sat on a carved mahogany table, each glowing with a different color—blue, green, red, violet, and yellow—flickering gently like living embers.A man sat in the lotus position at the center of the room, his long black hair tied loosely behind him, his eyes closed in deep thought.!!!One of the lamps suddenly shattered, sending shards of glass scattering across the table and floor.The flame that once burned inside flickered into nothingness."Huh... Pervard was killed?"The man opened his eyes, his expression unreadable as he observed the broken remnants of the lamp.Barely a few breaths later—!!!Another lamp exploded, sending a sharp crack echoing through the room."And
Chapter 162: This man… is dangerous.
High above, Cedric observed with keen interest, beyond the sight of those below."Fascinating. What kind of martial art is that?" Cedric mused as he watched Oasis's Heavenly Slicing Technique.His eyes narrowed as he analyzed further."And his spells… they're strong. I wonder how powerful he will become once he awakens his magic circles."A hint of admiration crossed Cedric’s face."No doubt, the barrier magic he inherited from his mother’s bloodline… To think he has come so far while barely being taught."But his expression darkened slightly."Once he awakens, the journey ahead will be treacherous. He will surely need a guide."Back on the battlefield, Vakar stood in disbelief..."What is that technique?!" he thought, his mind reeling as his attack was nullified as though it were nothing."I swear I saw my strike being severered and even the mana scattered in the air…" He clenched his teeth, feeling a rare flicker of unease.Meanwhile, Oasis exhaled heavily, the exertion subtly weari
Chapter 161: Oasis vs Vakar
"You are a kid, you say?" Vakar scorned as he moved toward Oasis.With each step, his aura thickened, suffocating the very air around them. "Let me teach you a lesson, then."Oasis watched him approach, unbothered."It's been a while. Let me test this body of mine," he thought as he placed his blade into his bracelet, storing it momentarily.Without hesitation, Oasis unleashed his aura—cyan in color, with heat radiating in waves around him.The sheer purity of his energy was unimaginable, an untainted force of magic that distorted the very atmosphere.The air around him ignited with intensity, forcing even the nearby Belvan units to step back by instinct.The heat grew unbearable, causing the earth beneath him to crack, and the night sky shimmered as if the fabric of reality was bending under the pressure of his power."What is this?" Vakar muttered as he stopped mid-step, an involuntary hesitation creeping into his movements."Such pure energy... and yet, so dangerous."A sinking rea
Chapter 160: Vakar
The sight before him was horrific.Rows of captives, their bodies frail from starvation, their skin clinging to their bones.Some lay motionless, too weak to move. Others had already succumbed—lifeless, their suffering evident even in death.And then—the worst.The ones who had been abused beyond recognition.A slow, cold rage spread through Mevrick’s chest.His fingers tightened on the hilt of his sword, his body trembling not from exhaustion—but from wrath.Jarn’s subordinates, those still breathing, staggered in fear. They saw what he saw. They knew.They begged.Mevrick showed no mercy.Blades howled.Bodies fell.Screams faded into silence.By the time he was done, not a single enemy in the camp remained.The battlefield lay silent, bathed in the eerie glow of the full moon.The cold wind carried the scent of blood, death, and smoldering campfires.Mevrick sat on one of the makeshift chairs in the enemy’s camp, his body still, his sword sheathed at his side.His fingers traced th
Chapter 159: Mist of Death: Death Castle!
"Cloud Dancing Technique: Fifth Wave—Inanis."The world bent.Mevrick’s sword spun, flipping upward like a coin tossed into the heavens.As it turned, it multiplied.One blade became two.Two became four.Four became countless.A barrage of slashing arcs descended upon Jarn and Goba from all directions, faster than the eye could track.Clang! Clang! Clang!Goba barely raised his gauntlets in time, blocking an oncoming strike—only for another to slash at his ribs from the side.Tch! Jarn twisted in the air, his blade meeting one of Mevrick’s phantom swords—only for another to carve toward his shoulder from an impossible angle.What is this attack?!It was like fighting a ghost.Every time a sword landed a strike, it was as if Mevrick himself had slashed them—yet he hadn’t moved.And yet, he was everywhere.His form flickered, present yet absent, his image warping with the ripples of energy still cascading through the battlefield.It was an illusion.No—it was something beyond that.Me
Chapter 158: Cloud Dancing Technique
The insult was deliberate, his words cutting like the edge of his blade.Goba growled, his fists clenching as frost crackled around his gauntlets.Jarn, however, laughed—a low, guttural sound that sent chills through the air.“Big words for a man standing in my domain,” Jarn said, his voice laced with cold amusement.“But don’t worry, Mevrick. I’ll make sure you won’t feel the cold for too long.”Both men stared each other down, the battlefield silent except for the faint crackling of frost and the rhythmic pulsing of energy ripples.The tension between them was palpable, the weight of their reputations hanging in the air.The next moment would decide the fate of the valley, and neither intended to take a single step back.The battlefield shifted in an instant.Mevrick exhaled slowly, his sharp gaze calculating as he assessed his opponents.“Unlike most duos, these two are nearly equal in strength,” he mused, gripping his dao sword tighter.His instincts sharpened.“Jarn is in the int
Chapter 157: Assault(3)
Fwoosh!The sound of metal sliding free was followed by an immediate surge of energy.The weapon was a dao sword, its broad, curved blade gleaming like polished silver.As soon as it was drawn, ripples of translucent energy pulsed outward from the blade.These ripples were faint yet visible, shimmering in the air like droplets hitting the surface of a still pond.Each ripple distorted the moonlight for a brief moment before dissipating into the night.The blade hummed faintly, resonating with the vice lord's own energy.It was a weapon forged not just for cutting but for channeling power, amplifying Mevrick’s aura with every swing.The air around him seemed to respond to the weapon, growing heavier and charged with tension.Mevrick twirled the dao sword once in his hand, its edge cutting through the cold air effortlessly.The ripples grew in intensity, spreading outward in a display of both beauty and menace."This will be interesting," Mevrick thought, his eyes narrowing as he strode
Chapter 156: Assault(2)
Cling... Cling...Thud... Thud...The muffled sound of metal scraping against itself, followed by dull thuds, echoed faintly across the camp.Inside a large, weathered tent decorated with torn banners and bloodstained fabric, a man with a hoarse voice stirred."Huh? What is that noise?" the man muttered, rising from his chair.The dim, flickering light of a lantern illuminated his imposing figure.He was tall, standing well over six feet, with lean, corded muscles that hinted at years of brutal training.His short, frosted hair faded on the sides, accentuating a striking tattoo of a blood-drenched hand etched into the right side of his head.His face was angular, with sharp cheekbones and cold, piercing gray eyes that seemed to radiate menace.A jagged scar ran from his temple to the corner of his lip, adding to his fearsome appearance."It seems some people are attacking our camp, Boss Jarn," another man spoke, stepping into the dim light of the tent.The man, known only as Jarn, the
