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Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 165: Karn(3)
"I will torture you, and you will beg me for death," Karn growled, his voice laced with malice.A surge of crimson aura erupted from his body, washing over his wounds, sealing them as if reality itself was bending to his will.Blood stopped flowing, flesh hardened, and the injuries Oasis had inflicted moments ago became nothing but scars of battle.He spat blood onto the ground—a single dark red drop mixed with saliva—and the moment it hit the dirt, he vanished.Oasis barely had time to react.His breathing was heavy, his body battered from exhaustion—his once pristine tunic had been reduced to nothing but charred rags barely clinging to his form.His bare chest heaved, his toned muscles smeared with soot.His trousers were tattered, parts of them burned away by his own flames, leaving him barefoot, the heat of his own aura having long since seared his soles into something akin to steel.!!!Then Karn was in front of him.A blur of motion—an unstoppable force.Oasis's eyes widened as
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 166: Karn(4)
The moment Kurushimi awakened, something rippled across the valleys.Every high-ranking member of the Crimson Hand felt it instantly.Their tattoos ignited a deep crimson, pulsating with an ominous glow.No matter where they were, be it hidden fortresses or remote encampments, a rift of spatial distortion engulfed them, pulling them towards a single point—where Karn stood.!!!At Vakar’s camp, space itself twisted in unnatural contortions.The air rippled like disturbed water, distorting reality with violent pulses of raw energy.A crimson vortex of crackling light formed at the center, growing larger as a deafening hum resonated through the camp.Then, in a blinding flash, figures materialized one by one.Eight executives, their dark and battle-hardened figures imposing, arrived alongside six of their lieutenants.The council members appeared as well—The Widow, draped in flowing black robes and a long veil that barely concealed the cold malice in her dark eyes, and another man whose
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 167: Karn(5)
As soon as they kicked the two executives away, The Widow and her ally wasted no time drawing their weapons.The Widow unsheathed her twin chakrams—black as the void,humming with latent energy—while the other council member fluidly drew his khopesh, its curved edge gleaming menacingly under the dim battlefield light.In one swift motion, they launched an assault on Oasis.The Widow's chakram spun like a ravenous beast, cutting through the air with a sharp whistle as it aimed for Oasis.Simultaneously, the man with the khopesh charged forward, his blade poised to cleave through Oasis’s defense.Oasis reacted instantly, his reflexes sharper than a steel edge.He twisted his body sideways, lifting his arm just in time to deflect the spinning chakram with the flat of his palm, the sheer force sending sparks into the air as it ricocheted off.The moment his feet touched the ground, the khopesh came down towards his head.Oasis lifted his scimitar, barely managing to meet the attack, the c
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 168: Annexation
At that instant, grains of sand coalesced in mid-air, spiraling together with an unnatural fluidity.The swirling mass solidified, taking the shape of a man with flowing, rich black hair, piercing amber eyes, and an aura that suffocated the very space around him.CRACK!With an effortless motion, he caught the chakram between his fingers and crushed it like brittle glass.The dark aura that once distorted space flickered and vanished into nothing.!!!"Cedric Sandborn—the Disaster of the East!" Karn’s mind reeled the moment he recognized the figure standing before him.Cold sweat dripped down his back as his body instinctively tensed. "Why is he here?!"At the same time, the Widow clenched her fists, her face twisted in frustration.the man and Karn, despite their battered states, immediately felt the overwhelming presence pressing upon them, leaving no doubt about the power difference.Cedric exhaled slowly, his gaze softening as he looked at the unconscious Oasis.His coat slid off h
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 169: Father and Son...Evergreen Palace.
Sylvaneth Inner City – The Throne Hall of King Elpis EvergreenThe main hall of Sylvaneth’s inner city was an awe-inspiring sight, a masterpiece of nature and craftsmanship intertwined.The walls and pillars seemed to grow from the very earth, their surfaces adorned with carvings of runes and formations.A gentle glow of green and golden light emanated from embedded mana-infused crystals, casting ethereal patterns across the smooth wooden floor.The air was filled with the faint scent of fresh leaves and rare forest blooms, a testament to the kingdom’s deep connection to nature.At the heart of the hall sat King Elpis Evergreen, an imposing yet graceful figure with long, flowing white hair that cascaded past his shoulders like silver threads.His face bore the wisdom of ages, his sharp green eyes filled with unfathomable depth, yet they carried a hint of sorrow beneath their majesty.Upon his head rested a crown woven from the sacred wood of Eldertrees, its vines gently pulsating with
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 170: War or Diplomacy
Two nights after the meeting at Lunaris sect...Kingdom of ironclad - The hall of WarThe grand war hall of Ironclad was dimly lit, yet the flickering torches lining the walls illuminated the vast chamber enough to cast long shadows upon the heavy iron pillars. The scent of burning incense mixed with the faint aroma of steel and aged parchment, the very essence of the war-driven kingdom.The room itself was built like a fortress—walls lined with battle banners of past conquests,a floor adorned with a massive carved map of Aetheria, and at the head of the chamber, seated upon a throne of dark iron, was King Ironclad himself.Dressed in thick ceremonial robes lined with gold, the king radiated an aura of absolute authority.His hair, white as snow, flowed past his shoulders, but his sharp, hawk-like eyes betrayed neither weariness nor age.Even seated, his posture exuded the might of a warrior who had seen countless battles, his presence alone enough to silence a room of commanders an
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 171: Sandborn in Lunaris.
Morning at the Bluemoon EstateThe morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of fresh dew and blooming sakura trees that lined the pathways of Bluemoon Estate.The golden rays of the sun illuminated the vast courtyard, yet the breeze remained cool, rustling through the towering pagoda-style structures.The estate itself was an architectural marvel, a harmonious blend of Lunaris craftsmanship and Verdantian influence,its black stone walls adorned with flowing silver patterns resembling waves under the moonlight.Guards patrolled the grounds in disciplined formations, their sharp gazes scanning the surroundings, their black armor glinting under the sun.Disciples of the Bluemoon trained in synchronized movements, their Mana-infused strikes echoing across the open fields as they practiced their techniques.Some engaged in sparring matches, their wooden swords clashing rhythmically, while others meditated beneath the moon-glow trees, refining their mana control.Servants moved swiftly ye
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 172: Clarity.
Cedric wasted no time lingering in Lunaris.After delivering Oasis and the three Crimson Council members and briefing Conri and Tyron about what transpired in Dawnhail—carefully fabricating details of Oasis’s battles—he left the city as if he had never been there.A few hours later, Conri and Tyron made their way to the Bluefang Garden to check on Oasis.The boy was sleeping soundly, utterly unaware of the world around him.Conri observed him for a moment, noting that Oasis was not the same as when he had left for the mission. Something about him had changed.However, since he was still asleep, Conri pushed his thoughts aside.Instead of leaving, the two sect leaders decided to stay.They brewed tea and sat in the garden, enjoying the tranquility as the evening sun cast golden hues across the estate."I think Cedric didn’t tell us everything about how Oasis handled himself in Dawnhail," Tyron mused, taking a slow sip of tea."So you noticed as well," Conri replied."It’s like he’s try
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Chapter 185: Divine Retribution.
The Birth of Understanding.The first step toward awakening.A faint smirk tugged at Conri's lips as he watched the boy kneel, breathless and overwhelmed.“The shackles are getting loose,” he murmured, voice barely above a whisper, but it echoed like thunder in the heavy silence between them.His breathing came in ragged bursts.Oasis, still trembling, could barely lift his head.His limbs refused to move—his mind was a storm of confusion, awe, and something deeper...“You are the only one I’ve shown my domain to… and left with your life intact,” Conri said, his voice calm, but carrying the weight of truth.With a flick of his wrist, the Shrouded Tempest began to unravel.The obsidian plains crumbled into mist.The whispering winds died down to a hush, and the twilight sky above slowly parted.The phantom feathers and streaks of violet lightning faded.As if a curtain was being pulled back, reality returned—gentle, mundane, and calm.Exhaled!!Oasis collapsed, gasping violently to his
Chapter 184: Lesson(3)
Then, he spoke calmly, “Next, Oasis… I will show you the sword of a mage.”He lifted his left hand, palm facing upward, fingers slowly spreading open like petals blooming.A soft pulse of magical energy spiraled at the center of his palm, forming a tiny, intricate circle lined with faint, glowing runes.Then, in the blink of an eye, something emerged.The space around his palm shimmered.The grimoire appeared.But it wasn’t just an object.To Oasis, it was strange—there yet not there, visible but untouchable.Its edges blurred like it was caught between two realms, flickering with translucent winds and shadows that danced along its surface.He felt its presence more than he saw it—an arcane pressure that clung to the air and made his skin tighten.It was Conri’s grimoire—and it pulsed with two distinct energies: the sharp, quicksilver current of wind mana, and the deep, whispering hum of dark mana.The cover was sleek and darkened like midnight glass, etched with silver symbols that l
Chapter 183: Lesson(2)
Conri looked at him seriously.“Then let’s help you awaken.”“You’re at the brink, just a few steps away from it, Oasis,” he said, his voice steady yet charged with certainty.“Since you are a martial mage, when you unleashed your aura last time, it had both mana and battle essence mixed in—not just mana aura.”He paused, then began to explain, his tone growing more instructive.“Before awakening, all practitioners—mages and martial artists alike—release mana aura. That’s just the raw flow of mana from your mana heart.""It’s instinctual, unrefined… think of it like an untuned instrument. It hums, but it doesn’t yet sing.”Oasis listened intently, eyes locked onto his master.“But once you awaken,” Conri continued, “a mage no longer releases mana aura. Instead, they release magical energy—a purer, denser, transformed form of mana.""Meanwhile, martial artists begin to emit martial aura, and in time, some of them develop what’s called battle aura.”He raised a finger, forming a faint s
Chapter 182: Lesson(1)
About a month had passed since the guests from Ironhold left Lunalith.The once tense air that gripped the capital had long since dissolved, but for Oasis, peace didn’t mean rest—it meant focus.He had retreated deep into his sanctuary: the training yard of his private garden. Oasis stood in the center of the garden, shirtless, his body already glistening with sweat under the morning glow.The sun’s golden rays kissed his bronze skin, highlighting every defined muscle, every contour of his martial form.He moved gracefully, his breath steady, each motion sharp and controlled—the embodiment of Phoenix Heart, his cultivation technique.With each turn and shift, subtle streams of fire and wind coiled around his limbs, leaving trails of energy that shimmered and dispersed like feathers dissolving in sunlight.The garden seemed to hold its breath as he completed a fluid spin, his palm outstretched, flames flickering across his fingertips before extinguishing in perfect silence.He exhaled
Chapter 181: The Price of Arrogance
The hall had fallen into a suffocating silence after Oasis’s cold declaration.He did not look at anyone in particular as he concluded, yet his words echoed with undeniable intent.Some of the Ironhold delegates shifted uncomfortably in their seats, the weight of his promise sinking into their bones.Zeff and Karn sat rigid, their faces pale but otherwise unreadable.However, the white-haired noble, who bore a striking resemblance to Zeff, clenched his jaw.His eyes flickered with an emotion that was hard to read—anger, perhaps? Resentment?Zane, still sitting quietly, glanced around."He just said it so casually… like it wasn’t even worth discussing."At the Lunaris Sect’s side, most of the elders did not react outwardly, but their silence was approval in itself.Among them, Elder Baven’s lips curled into a smirk, his amusement barely concealed.Across from them, the Drunken King leaned forward, his boiling curiosity overcoming his drunken haze."So, young one… Oasis," Mazef finally
Chapter 180: Guests
As soon as Oasis finished his demonstration and allowed his barrier to dissipate, his expression suddenly sharpened.A foreign presence surged into his awareness, triggering an immediate reaction.His brown eyes flicked toward the space just beyond the training field.A pulsating hum echoed through the air as an enormous magic circle materialized several meters away.Its intricate golden patterns shimmered ominously, complex runes shifting in an ever-changing cycle. Then—light exploded from the formation.In an instant, every elder present moved.Their robes billowed as they surged into position, each one preparing a spell.Disciples tensed, their hands gripping the hilts of their swords.The pressure in the air thickened as mana surged.Even those who had been mere spectators moments ago now stood in combat readiness, waiting for the figures to emerge from the spell.But Conri Bluemoon did not move.His piercing gaze remained fixed on the arriving group, his mind already calculating.
Chapter 179: Lunar Cataclysm Oasis's Variant.
Elder Baven watched the events unfold with a contemplative expression."So this is the disciple the leader chose… Where did he get this kid from?"His gaze shifted between Oasis and Zenon."And Zenon… He has become truly powerful. To think he is this strong without even using his beast power..."A sense of admiration mixed with intrigue settled in his chest."I wonder just how strong this Oasis kid really is…"Back at the training field, Oasis finally lowered his barrier.The moment the shimmering wind dome faded, the heavy atmosphere it had contained dissipated into the air.Zeff, defeated, remained silent, standing by Karn's side with a shattered pride.Zenon, without missing a beat, casually grabbed Troy’s sword and tossed it back to him.But before anyone could react, his figure blurred—And in an instant, he reappeared right in front of Zane."You are growing into a fine man, little brother," he said, a rare warmth in his voice as he brushed Zane’s hair affectionately."And you’v
Chapter 178: Zeff vs Zenon(3)
As Zenon's Lunar Cataclysm: Midnight Flash descended upon Zeff, the world seemed to split apart— one side swallowed by crimson petals and raw battle aura, the other drenched in darkness and crackling black lightning.For a brief moment, it looked as though Zenon’s blade would cleave through Zeff entirely—But then…"Crimson Lotus Dance: Fourth Dance— Death Embrace!"Zeff’s voice rang out, filled with a battle-hardened will.His body blurred once again, the scarlet aura around him condensing into a swirling vortex.Crimson petals exploded outward, forming a rotating shield of cutting wind and energy.At the very last moment, Zeff brought up his black sword—CLANG!Zenon's attack met Zeff's technique head-on.A surge of raw force erupted at the point of impact, sending a violent shockwave across the field.The ground shook beneath them, cracks forming under the sheer weight of their collision.Despite using his Fourth Dance to absorb and deflect the impact, Zeff was still pushed back, h
Chapter 177: Zeff vs Zenon(2)
"Come to think of it… the awakened martial artists I’ve come across— their auras don’t feel like the mana aura that those below and I unleash," Oasis thought as he closely observed the scene before him.From his side view, he could clearly see the difference.The auras of Zenon and Zeff weren’t just raw energy; they were something more refined, more alive— a force that resonated with their very being.It was unlike the mana that he and most others could manipulate.His thoughts were cut short when Zeff suddenly called out—"Karn!"His voice carried both a smirk and a deadly seriousness, a tone that sent a chill through the air."Thank you."!!!Karn’s expression hardened. "So… it has come to this," he thought grimly."He really plans to go all out here… what gave him the motive?""He’s not as much of a fool as I thought after all."!!!Without further warning—"Crimson Lotus Dance: Third Dance— Death Petal!"The moment the words left Zeff’s lips, his entire body blurred into motion.L
