Chapter 76: Dangerous Beauty.
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The Bluemoon bloodline's strength during the full moon had allowed Zane to unleash the power of someone in the Tabula-Rasa Realm.

His beast transformation magic and the moon's influence had given him the edge he needed, but now he was left drained, standing amidst the carnage he had wrought.

Blood-soaked and panting, Zane looked at the Moon Blooming Lotus, its ethereal glow standing in stark contrast to the surrounding bloodbath.

He had won, but at great cost.

The Moon Blooming Lotus was a sight to behold.

Its petals, a shimmering silver-blue, seemed to capture and reflect the moonlight, giving off a soft, ethereal glow.

The edges of the petals had a delicate iridescence, shifting colors subtly with the angle of the light.

The center of the lotus was a vibrant, pulsating core of energy, hinting at the immense power contained within.

Its seven leaves, each perfectly symmetrical, fanned out in a graceful arc, adding to its majestic appearance.

Cough!!!

Blood trickled from Zane's mouth.

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