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Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 151: The executives.
Pervard's mind raced as he recalled everything he knew about the Phoenix Clan.Most people might be ignorant about it, but I've read on hidden archives about the Volacris family in the Phoenix Clan.Our Crimson Hand is in deep trouble. I should've been allowed to kill myself. My master would've known the moment I died.He grit his teeth in frustration, realizing that even biting his tongue wouldn't end his life due to his advanced cultivation.We're doomed... Sweat dripped down Pervard's face, and fear crept into his heart—a fear that had not been evident earlier.As the speech ended and the mood among the servants lightened with relief, Oasis instructed his guards."You two, come with me."The city lord went to reunite with his children, but Oasis made his way to the basement, where Rex and Pervard were held.Both men were suspended, their hands chained to the ceiling and their feet hanging limply.Oasis's eyes narrowed as he looked at Rex, who was still feigning unconsciousness."Sto
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 152: The Beginning of Crimson hand extermination.
Morning broke with gray clouds cloaking the sky, and as the showers intensified, droplets danced and streaked off the shimmering dome that encased the city lord's manor.The rain fell steadily over the ridges, creating a rhythmic patter that blanketed the landscape in a cool, refreshing embrace.Oasis's barrier, an ethereal shield of translucent energy, turned the rainfall into streams of water cascading down its surface.The effect was mesmerizing—like a dome of flowing glass, refracting light and creating a surreal scene that drew curious eyes from all around.Nearby, patrons at the local inn gathered at windows and doorways, watching in awe.The innkeeper, wiping down a counter, muttered, “I’ve never seen anything like it. That’s magic... real magic.”Travelers, merchants, and townsfolk exchanged hushed whispers, their gazes fixed on the barrier and the manor it protected.Some speculated in fear, others in wonder, but none could tear their eyes away from the miraculous display.In
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 153: Proceedings.
As Oasis moved, his thoughts raced with exhilaration and a growing hunger to test his limits.His smug grin widened as he vaulted over jagged boulders and slid expertly down loose gravel.Every movement was a testament to his honed skill, his steps fluid and deliberate, even as the terrain grew increasingly unforgiving.The dry, cracked earth of Mistvalley stretched ahead, dotted with spindly shrubs and patches of stubborn grass clinging to life in the arid climate.The rain showers from earlier had long stopped, leaving behind a cool, crisp atmosphere that only highlighted the stillness of the desert-like ridge.By now, most of the groups from Belvan had reached their designated meeting points, converging with the shadows who had been dispatched alongside Oasis.The air was tense with anticipation as warriors and informants alike gathered in hidden camps, waiting for their next orders.Despite their apparent cooperation, not all among them were convinced, doubt simmered quietly.Some
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 154: Proceedings(2).
Before Raegar's arrival...The Vice City Lord Mevrick sat at table, the rugged map of the region spread out before him.His fingers worked methodically, marking key locations and scrawling notes with a sharp quill.A piece of jerky hung loosely from his teeth, a habit he often indulged in while deep in thought.The flickering lanterns in the tent cast long shadows over the map, illuminating the harsh terrain of towns and the surrounding regions.His mind churned, not with doubt but with the weight of the task at hand.Belvan’s forces were spread thin, and the success of this mission hinged precariously on the plans of a boy—an unorthodox yet strangely capable boy.The thought lingered as he bit down on the jerky, chewing absently while his eyes traced the routes leading to and from the marked meeting points.!!!Suddenly, his focus sharpened.A faint yet distinct presence stirred at the edges of his awareness, an aura cutting through the stillness of the rocky terrain beyond the camp.
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 155: Assault
A Few Minutes Before Midnight – One of the Camps Near MistvalleyThe camp was quiet, save for the occasional crackle of the fire.The air was thick with a tension that weighed heavily on the warriors from Belvan.The faint glow of a dwindling campfire cast long, flickering shadows across the faces of the Belvan warriors gathered in the camp.Some sat cross-legged, others leaned against their weapons, but all bore the same heavy expression.Their expressions reflected hopelessness, their morale shattered by weeks of hardship.This was one of the three groups Oasis had promised to handle personally, the weakest of the lot.Many in the camp had already given up before the fight had even begun. One warrior, sitting with his back against a jagged boulder, sighed deeply as he stared into the flames."We’re just lambs to the slaughter," he muttered bitterly, his voice thick with regret."All my life, I’ve fought to survive... and this is how it ends."Another, sharpening his blade out of h
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery 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
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery 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
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery 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
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Chapter 194: Venak Shocked.
Behind the distant peaks, a few kilometers away from the enemy encampment, deep within the snowy forests of Lunaris…Huff… huff… huff…“Monster… M–Monster—!”A bloodied man stumbled through the forest, panting heavily, his steps frantic and uneven.His clothes were torn, stained red with blood that dripped onto the snowy ground with every step.Twigs snapped beneath his feet, and his breaths turned to vapor in the cold air.His eyes darted around wildly—paranoia consuming him.Suddenly—Fft.The soft, chilling sound of a needle-like string piercing through flesh.The man's eyes widened in shock as a shimmering thread of mana tore through the back of his skull, emerging cleanly from his forehead.His body went limp and collapsed into the snow, steam rising from the warmth of his corpse.The mana string shimmered faintly in the moonlight before dissipating into the wind.Above, perched silently on the thick branch of a tree, Oasis stood like a ghost, his form still and his gaze calm.“T
Chapter 193: Desperate Nonsense.
Without wasting time, the two departed the Bluemoon estate and began their journey south, heading toward the Black Fur Sect—where tensions near the borders were starting to rise.A Week Later – Riverwind Territory, Western Border RegionNestled deep within the Riverwind family’s territory—known across Verdantia as Springfield—stood a fortified stronghold near the western edge, not far from the tri-border junction between Lunaris, Springfield, and the territory of Stormreach.The fortress, constructed from pale-gray stone quarried from the highlands, stood firm amidst a thick forest and surrounding wetlands.Its high walls were scarred with age, wrapped in moss and lichen, and partially hidden by towering evergreens.Murky Half frozen water pooled around the base where forest met swamp.Narrow watchtowers rose above the tree line, their guards vigilant, eyes scanning the horizon.Within, the mood was tense.Smoke rose from torches lit inside the war chamber, casting flickering shadows
Chapter 192: Gift.
His hand moved steadily across the parchment, tracing the fine lines inked in mana-sensitive strokes.Venak leaned beside him, eyes sharp, trying to follow the motion.“You see this place here?” Oasis began, his voice even as he pointed to a tri-border region.“It’s the intersection of our Lunaris border, Springfield—and Stormreach".Venak nodded slightly, already sensing the tension behind the words.“But look to the south,” Oasis continued, his finger gliding along the lower edge of the map.“These peaks act as a natural barrier toward Springfield… and to the southwest, the Verdant Forest stretches outward like wild roots.”His tone turned colder, more focused.“Yet the disturbances are happening close to all three borders. It’s not a coincidence.”He tapped a specific point.“Master said there were unusual activities here. It’s not a full assault—they’re testing us.""Acting as if they’re probing Riverwind… but at the same time, they’re poking into our side.""And they know exactly
Chapter 191: Preparations.
As the meeting concluded, the great doors of the Sylvaneth palace opened, and the leaders of the Great noble families began to file out in orderly fashion, their expressions solemn and resolved.One by one, they disappeared into the twilight, their aides following behind like shadows.The hall slowly emptied, leaving only three figures behind:King Elpis Evergreen, Queen Elara Evergreen, and Belenus Lumina.The green glow of mana-crystals continued to bathe the great hall in a soft, ethereal light as Belenus approached the throne once more, no longer bound by the formal restraint he wore during the council.“Do you really believe Conri will act?” Belenus asked, his tone shedding the usual formal veneer of court.Elpis leaned back in his living throne, his sharp eyes drifting toward the vaulted ceiling above.“He will. Among all the Great Families, those with the deepest bloodlust have always hailed from the North.”Elpis’s voice was low, sure.“I’ve known Conri for years—even before h
Chapter 190: Verdantia's response.
Snow fell gently, layering the courtyard in a soft white sheet.Amidst the silent flurry, Oasis stood with his sword raised—Rudra, newly named.The blade shimmered faintly beneath the overcast sky, reflecting the quiet determination in his eyes.A small smile curved on his lips, not one of triumph, but of peace.It was as though the sword acknowledged him… and the world, just for a moment, stood still.Kara, standing under the pavilion nearby, watched quietly.A subtle smile played on her lips, proud and content in the background.After a moment, Oasis lowered the blade and walked back toward the pavilion where Elder Adric and the others waited.As he stepped into the shelter, he picked up the sheath that rested neatly on the table.With steady hands, he brought it to his side.Elder Adric stepped forward, assisting him in attaching the sheath to his waist.The dark blue scabbard matched seamlessly with the deep-toned robes Oasis wore.Now, with sword and sheath secured, he looked the
Chapter 189: Rudra.
Lunalith under the snow was a quiet masterpiece.Delicate flakes drifted from the sky like falling feathers, layering the rooftops in pristine white.The city moved with a graceful stillness—ordered, calm, and noble.Merchants swept storefronts.Disciples in uniform robes made their way to assignments.And in the midst of it all, Oasis walked beside Venak, as if untouched by the cold, the snow parting softly with every step.There was a rhythm to their pace.Oasis, clad in a robe dark blue, carried an air that was both youthful and timeless.Venak matched his stride, quiet and observant, keeping one step behind.Though the streets were busy, a subtle bubble of space formed around the two of them—some instinct within people made them step aside, as if they sensed something greater was passing through.For an hour they walked.Eventually, the towering gates of the Adric Pavilion came into view—ornate, ancient, and guarded by armored disciples.As they approached, the guards instinctivel
Chapter 188: Venak.
“Yaaawn…”A cloud of mist escaped Oasis’s lips as he stepped out into the soft, snowy morning of Lunaris.The garden behind him, quiet and serene, was still bathed in the faint silver of dawn.Snow drifted lazily from the skies, covering the ground in a delicate white shroud.As he exhaled again, more mist curled into the air—proof of the lingering winter chill.His robe fluttered slightly with each step, and his bare feet crunched lightly against the cleared stone path before he wore his boots that he held in his hands.Even in this cold, he felt… warm. Alive.“It was thrilling being taught by someone else,” Oasis thought, a faint smile curling at the edge of his lips.“It felt just like the days I spent with Master Elias…”His gaze drifted toward the main building of the Bluemoon estate.From a distance, he could hear the clack of wooden swords, the sharp whoosh of energy being unleashed, and the rhythmic hum of mana in motion.Disciples trained with grit and passion, each one surrou
Chapter 187: New dawn.
“It’s about time I wake,” Oasis thought, seated cross-legged in both the physical world and within his vast Conscious Realm.His inner world had changed dramatically.Towering peaks now pierced the skies with majestic might, and waterfalls cascaded down in gentler, more elegant flows than ever before.The atmosphere was calm, serene—breathtaking.At the center of it all, the blue flames that symbolized his spirit burned brighter and grander, radiating warmth and life throughout the realm, nurturing it like a divine hearth.These were not ordinary flames—they were a symbol of control, peace, and rebirth.Oasis could feel it clearly now: the essence of his Soul Realm, the very core of his existence.It carried his will, his consciousness, and his intent.His spiritual energy had grown exponentially, harmonizing with the newfound identity he now fully accepted.Above his Conscious Realm floated a new horizon—his grimoire, ethereal and ever-present.Meanwhile, in the physical world, Conri
Chapter 186: Tranquil
The chaos that had erupted around Lunalith vanished as suddenly as it had come.Like a storm that had never existed, the sky cleared, the winds calmed, and the pressure in the air faded.A profound silence settled over the land.Only one presence remained—the calm, unwavering hum of Conri's mana zone, still active around the Bluefang Garden.Unlike the violent mana storms of earlier, Conri’s domain pulsed with quiet, controlled strength.It didn’t lash out, it didn’t tremble.It simply existed—like a silent guardian anchoring the world back into place.Outside the estate, people stood in stunned silence.Crowds had gathered beyond the gates, their eyes fixed on the estate as if trying to comprehend what had just happened.Within the estate, only a handful remained near the epicenter.These were those with the highest access—key figures of Lunaris.Zane and Zenon stood closest to the Bluefang Garden, along with Vice Leader Tyron.A few elders and representatives of powerful noble famil
