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Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 32: Whispering Exam 4
As Oasis and Amilia continued talking under the moonlight, the scene around them was serene and enchanting.The moon cast a gentle, silver glow over the forest, creating intricate patterns of light and shadow on the ground. The fire between them flickered warmly, casting a golden light on their faces and reflecting in their eyes.Amilia broke the silence, her voice thoughtful. "You've changed a lot in these past few weeks."Oasis shrugged, trying to play it cool. "Just some training," he said, poking the fire with a stick to keep the flames alive. "What about you? How's the exam treating you so far?"Amilia chuckled softly, a musical sound that seemed to blend with the crackling of the fire. "Challenging, as expected. But that's what makes it exciting, right?" She looked around their little clearing, taking in the serene atmosphere. "This is a good spot you've found."Oasis nodded, glad for the compliment. "Yeah, it's peaceful here. Makes it easier to relax."He took a moment to appre
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 33: Danger at the Woods
A few hours before...Zane and a few participants worked together to chase away a group of goblins, breathing heavily from the exertion. The forest was quiet except for their labored breaths and the occasional rustle of leaves."Ha ha ha, if it isn't the little pup of the Bluemoon family," a voice called out from the woods, dripping with mockery. The voice approached slowly, each step echoing with arrogance."You court death," Zane retorted, his eyes narrowing as he tried to pinpoint the source of the voice."Ha ha ha, I'm the mighty Agni, the genius of the Ignis family!" Agni Ignis appeared, his aura radiating confidence as he sauntered towards Zane and the group."You bunch are sweating just from chasing some goblins," Agni taunted, a prideful smirk plastered on his face.His expression was one of utter disdain, his eyes gleaming with self-assured superiority. "I, the mighty Agni, have managed to kill about five of these weaklings ever since this exam started. Ha ha ha!"Zane clenche
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 34: Last day of the Exam
"Moonlight Technique: Fourth Form - Niflheim!" they chanted together.A blinding light enveloped the area as icy winds swirled around the bear.The ground beneath it froze, and its lower body was encased in thick ice, immobilizing it temporarily. The temperature dropped sharply, and the surrounding area was cloaked in an eerie, cold mist.Agni, Mira, and Bazel wasted no time. "Fire Magic: Hell Inferno!" Agni shouted, launching a torrent of flames at the beast.Mira followed with "Fire Magic: Burning Sun!" sending a concentrated blast of fire, while Bazel unleashed "Fire Magic: Dragon's Breath!" a stream of searing flames.The combined fire spells collided with the frozen bear, creating a spectacular display of elemental power.The area lit up with the intense glow of the flames, but despite their best efforts, the bear remained unscathed, its thick hide absorbing the attacks.Zane transformed, his body morphing into a powerful wolf form."Beast Transformation Technique: Wolf Monarch!"
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 35: Conclusion of the Whispering exams
The crowd in the arena buzzed with excitement, their cheers echoing through the grand stands.Colorful banners waved, and the air was filled with the joyful chatter of spectators celebrating the conclusion of the Whispering Exams.Families and nobles alike were on their feet, applauding and exchanging enthusiastic congratulations.Suddenly, the array at the center of the arena began to glow, signaling the return of the participants from the mystical woods.One by one, the students appeared, their figures materializing in the light. Some stumbled out, exhausted and injured, while others held their heads high, their expressions a mixture of relief and pride."Help! Help! Oasis isn't waking up!" Mira's desperate scream cut through the noise.She cradled Oasis in her arms, his body limp and unresponsive. Her face was pale with fear, sweat dripping down her brow as she struggled to keep him upright.In a flash, before anyone could react, Conri Bluemoon, the leader of the Bluemoon family, v
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 36: Origin
In the Manor of the Bluemoon Family...The hallway of the Bluemoon manor was dimly lit, with the flickering flames of the wall sconces casting shadows on the intricately carved wooden walls.The air was thick with tension and concern as two figures conversed in hushed tones."How is his condition now, Duncan?" Conri Bluemoon, the patriarch of the Bluemoon family, asked, his voice low and anxious."He is still burning and unconscious," responded Duncan, the great alchemist from the Bluemoon family, his face etched with worry. "It's already been a week, and the kid has not woken up."Conri's expression darkened. Just then, Zane entered the hallway, his face pale with concern. "I just came from his room. He is still the same, Father," he reported."Is his master still around?" Conri inquired."No, Father," Zane replied, shaking his head. "He went back to Mossy Hollow and said he would pick up Oasis's sister."Conri sighed deeply. "Oh well, let's wait and see how your friend does.""But Ma
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 37: Sworn Brothers
Oasis sat on the bed, feeling the aftershocks of his newfound abilities."That is Zane's aura," he thought, sensing his friend's presence."Oh, he is at the Fourth Layer of the Foetal Stage. And most of the guards here are at the peak of the Tabula-Rasa Stage. And there are normal people... I think there are maids," Oasis continued in his thoughts.After a few minutes, the wooden sliding doors to his room opened, and Conri Bluemoon entered."So, you are awake," Conri said, his voice carrying a mixture of relief and curiosity.Oasis quickly stood up and bowed slightly. "Oh, greetings, Master Bluemoon," he said respectfully."My senses did not pick up his presence. It means he is stronger or he can hide his level," Oasis thought, feeling both awe and unease."This kid can use Divine Peak. It means he is already at the Newborn Stage. Amazing," Conri thought, impressed."You are at the Bluemoon manor in the inner city," Conri explained, recounting what had happened after the exams.Duncan
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 38: Friends and Foes
The moment was filled with an unspoken understanding and a deep bond forming between them. The magic circle glowed brightly, then slowly faded, leaving a warm, lingering sensation."We are now brothers," Zane said, his voice filled with emotion. "No matter what happens, we'll face it together.""Also, Oasis, we were waiting for you to wake up so we can go back to the Bluemoon family estate in Lunalith City," Zane continued."We'll go there in two days' time. My father is still in a meeting at the Evergreen Palace with other great families and the Queen."Zane and Oasis finished eating, their bond now even stronger."Let's go, and let me show you the inner city of Sylvaneth," Zane said, leading Oasis outside.Oasis and Zane stepped out of the manor, greeted by the breathtaking sight of the inner city of Sylvaneth.The Tree of Life stood majestically in the distance, its enormous canopy spreading across the sky.Unlike in the outer and middle cities, where the tree appeared as a distant
Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery Chapter 39: Night of Carnage
The leader, known as Barnabus the Slayer, looked up, his face partially illuminated by the dim light. He was a brutish man, with a face scarred from countless battles, and his eyes glinted with a savage hunger.He was sitting on the stomach of a massive, dead mystic beast, its blood pooling around him and staining the ground.In his hand, he held a large drumstick, torn from the beast's carcass, blood dripping from it as he took a ravenous bite.Barnabus tore into the meat with a feral intensity, his teeth sinking into the flesh as blood smeared across his mouth.He chewed slowly, savoring the taste, his eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and malice.He exuded an aura of raw power and unrestrained brutality."Prepare," he growled, his voice deep and resonant, filled with a dark promise. "It's time to take revenge. I, Barnabus the Slayer, will show them all."His declaration was met with a chorus of dark murmurs and the sound of weapons being readied. His followers moved with pract
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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
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.
