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Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 19: Bloody Battle
Days passed by at Crystal Lake, with Sir Elias and Oasis dedicating themselves to training day in and day out. They sparred tirelessly, pushing each other to new heights, until two months had elapsed."Lad, you have made a lot of progress, more than I could have imagined," Sir Elias praised Oasis one morning as they concluded their two-month sparring sessions, marking the end of their eight-month training period at Crystal Lake."And within these two months of sparring, you have already reached the fourth layer of the Foetal Stage. Truly, you are a genius."Sir Elias's words carried a tone of genuine admiration and pride as he acknowledged Oasis's remarkable development.The atmosphere of Crystal Lake seemed to echo his sentiments, with the gentle rustle of leaves and the soft murmurs of the nearby stream adding to the sense of tranquility.Oasis, though visibly fatigued from their rigorous training, couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction and accomplishment at Sir Elias's words
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 20: Noble
As the bloody battle concluded, the guard leader approached Sir Elias and Oasis, his eyes scanning them cautiously."I don't sense any ill intent from you," the guard leader stated, his tone measured. "I am Lancelot Bloodstone from the BlueMoon family. We are heading to the capital.""Elias Hawthorne from Riverbend, and this lad here is my disciple, Oasis," Sir Elias replied calmly.Lancelot's gaze shifted to Sir Elias, appraising him. "Oh, fascinating. Peak Tabula-Rasa stage," he remarked with a nod.Then, turning his attention to Oasis, his eyes widened in surprise. "What? This young kid is at the fourth layer of the Foetal stage? From the looks of it, he's only eight years old. Is he noble?"As this conversation unfolded, a young man inside the carriage was eavesdropping. His curiosity piqued, he stepped outside, his movements brisk.One of the guards immediately spoke up, concern evident in his voice. "Young master BlueMoon, please go inside."The young master ignored the guard's p
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 21: Sylvaneth
Sylvaneth, nestled within the heart of Verdantia, was a breathtaking city seamlessly integrated with nature.Towering treehouses, connected by intricate bridges and staircases, rose high above the ground, their wooden structures blending harmoniously with the ancient trees they were built upon.The lush greenery that enveloped the city seemed to pulse with life, a testament to the deep connection the people of Verdantia had with nature.As the carriage approached the city's gates, the grandeur of Sylvaneth became even more apparent.The city walls, constructed from massive stone blocks, were covered in vibrant moss and ivy, making them appear as natural extensions of the surrounding forest.These walls were not just for show; they were inscribed with powerful runes and defensive arrays, glowing faintly with protective magic.Guards, clad in green and brown armor that allowed them to blend into the foliage, stood vigilant at the entrance, their eyes sharp and watchful.In the distance,
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 22: Preliminary Exams
Inside the inn, Oasis and Sir Elias found themselves in a grand suite, the likes of which they had never experienced before.The room was adorned with rich tapestries depicting Verdantia's history, and the furniture was carved from enchanted wood that seemed to pulse with a gentle, life-giving energy.Large windows offered a breathtaking view of the middle city, and in the distance, the glowing barrier of the inner city added an ethereal glow to the horizon."Rest, lad. I have to go and get you registered for the preliminary," Sir Elias said to Oasis, who was busy looking left and right in surprise."Okay, Master," Oasis responded."He just called me Master!" Sir Elias thought, a touch of pride swelling in his chest. Before he left, he gave Oasis one of the entry tokens of the inn. "See you soon. Don't wait for me," he said as he left the inn.Oasis continued to look out the window as the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the city. Below, people walked down the road,
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 23: Preliminary Exams 2
The day of the Preliminary Exams arrived, and the anticipation was palpable in Sylvaneth.The arena, known as Verdantia Coliseum, was a vast and impressive structure nestled in the heart of Sylvaneth's middle city.Its towering stands were packed with spectators, nobles, and commoners alike, all eager to witness the Preliminary Exams for the Whispering Exam.The air buzzed with excitement and anticipation as candidates entered the arena, their numbers swelling into the thousands. The noise of conversations, cheers, and murmurs filled the space, creating a palpable energy.Suddenly, a voice boomed across the arena, cutting through the noise. "WELCOME TO THE PRELIMINARY EXAMS OF THE WHISPERING EXAM!"The arena fell silent as a man, his presence commanding, took center stage. "I am Aric Evergreen, an elder of the Evergreen Palace."Elder Aric's voice echoed with authority as he continued, "I will explain your exam to you. Today, we have about 1000 candidates, but only 92 will proceed to
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 24: Preliminary Exams 3
In the arena, the spectators were abuzz with excitement and disbelief. Murmurs rippled through the crowd as they watched Oasis's remarkable performance. Some pointed excitedly at the magical projection, discussing his swift eliminations and impressive tactics.Among the spectators, Sir Elias watched with pride, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He had seen Oasis's potential from the beginning, but even he was impressed by the young apprentice's remarkable skills.Beside him, Zane and Lancelot stood in shock, their expressions a mixture of surprise and disbelief. They had known Oasis possessed talent, but they hadn't anticipated just how exceptional he truly was.As they watched Oasis's swift movements and decisive actions, they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and admiration.Back in the clearing, Oasis took a moment to collect himself.He quickly moved out of the open space, his keen senses picking up the sounds of distant clashes.Following the sounds, Oasis soon came
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 25: Preliminary Exams 4
The projection of Oasis standing calmly in the clearing, having effortlessly taken control of the situation, was a powerful image.It reinforced the notion that this young candidate was not just another participant but a true contender with remarkable potential.The combination of his swift, decisive actions and his unexpected mastery of water magic had captured the imagination of everyone present."What did I just do?" Oasis muttered to himself, still shocked by his own capabilities.The sword-wielding candidate, witnessing this display of power from the forest, immediately ran away, wanting to avoid Oasis.Despite not fully understanding how he had accomplished what he did, Oasis maintained his composure."So powerful," the girl thought, her earlier fatigue and desperation replaced by curiosity."Will you teach me?" Oasis asked again. The girl, momentarily taken aback by his request, nodded slowly. "Sure," she said, recognizing his genuine interest."Anyway, it's about to get dark,
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 26: Rewards
In the arena, the spectators were awestruck. "Did you see that?" one noble whispered. "Who is she?"Elder Aric's eyes widened slightly, recognizing the technique. "The Moonlight Technique... Could she be from the Frostveil Clan?" he wondered aloud."So that is a martial artist," Oasis thought, his mind racing. "Who was she?" As he undid the barrier around Mira, he couldn't help but be impressed by the silver-haired girl's skill and power.Oasis and Mira continued moving together, eliminating candidates and giving Mira opportunities to fight while Oasis observed her techniques closely.Two days passed in this manner, with both of them growing stronger and more confident in their abilities.As Oasis and Mira were moving through the imitation Whispering Woods, hunting for more candidates to eliminate, they suddenly began to glow and were transported back to the arena.The crowd buzzed with excitement as the remaining candidates appeared, their expressions a mix of relief and anticipation.
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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
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
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.
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
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
