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Chapter 554: The Sage’s Gale: Crimson Eye of the Storm.
“This kid is toying with Elanor, and what was with that inappropriate way of touching her?” Gita spoke from the general stands, his brows knitted tightly.“Now what do you think about this duel, since you have been vouching for Elanor in her previous bout?” Murime said, glancing sideways at him.“You’re twisting my words and intent now, Murime,” Gita replied sharply. “I was not vouching for her.I was only stating the truth—Antonov was never her match.”“Then what about this one?” Murime pressed. “After the kid defeated Lukan, you went quiet and never made another comment.”“Ei, Murime, let’s just watch the bout,” Gita said dismissively, crossing his arms.“After all, we will both witness who ends up winning. For now, the bout is still even.”Back on the BattlefieldCrimson flooded everything.Elanor’s martial aura surged outward like a raging tide, saturating the gigantic battlefield in red light.It pressed down with immense force, rolling like waves upon waves of killing intent.Wi
Chapter 553: Choreography of Death.
“Then let’s see,” Oasis said, his smile widening just a fraction, sharp and playful at once.“How you dance.”Shhhhk—!!!He extended his fingers just a fraction.That single, almost lazy motion was enough, the cyan strings surged forward.They pierced through the air without sound at first, so thin they were almost invisible, then screamed as they accelerated, bending space around them.Lines of condensed cyan mana shot outward in erratic yet deliberate trajectories, twisting and splitting mid-flight, their edges vibrating with a lethal sharpness that made the air itself recoil.They were not simple projectiles.They were execution threads.Elanor’s pupils constricted.“Mmh,”she muttered softly as her perception caught the incoming attack—moving at blinding speed, angles overlapping,paths shifting as Oasis’s delicate control altered their forms in real time.Her feet moved.She began gliding backward.There was no forceful retreat, no wasted motion.With masterful fluidity, as if gr
Chapter 552: Symmetry of the Crimson and Cyan- Final Duel.
The midnight bell rang.Its sound was even deeper than before,more unatural ancient, and absolute—one heavy toll that echoed throughout the Grand Sanctuary of Greatness like the decree of the heavens themselves.The resonance rolled through towering arches, through layered stands, through the very air saturated with mana and anticipation.As it welcomed midnight and the final duel, the roar of the crowd below erupted all at once, voices colliding into a thunderous wave that shook the gigantic battlefield.Under the vast, moonless sky filled with endless stars, Oasis Bluemoon(Volacris) stood before Elanor Bal.Unlike every other match before this—where participants took their positions at opposite ends of the battlefield,separated by distance and caution—these two stood at the very center.Face to face.Close enough that the space between them felt charged, compressed, alive.No grand gestures.No needless movement.Just two figures standing beneath the stars, as if the entire tournam
Chapter 551: Royal City of Omara.
Few hours later.Kingdom of DuskreedBrivana Royal Region — Royal City of OmaraThe night skies above Omara were ignited with countless stars, a vast silver tapestry stretched across the heavens, unmarred by the presence of the moon.Its absence made the starlight sharper, colder, as if each point of light were a watching eye.A night breeze whispered through the grand avenues of the city, carrying with it a faint chill that brushed against skin like a warning rather than comfort.Omara was immense—an imperial city worthy of ruling a kingdom.From its outer districts to the royal heart, the city burned with light.Lanterns lined every road and bridge, their warm golden glow reflecting off polished stone streets and towering white walls etched with sigils.High-grade mana lamps hovered at intervals above major crossings, humming softly, their cores fed by refined mana stones.The air itself felt dense, saturated with wealth and power, as though massive layers of gold, spirit crystals,
Chapter 550: The Silent Breach: Anti-Seal.
Just before the technique takes hold—In a blinding burst of speed that most within the noble gallery failed to even register, Barrett Woods moved.There was no warning aura flare, no pressure surge, no distortion of air to announce his intent.One moment he was seated—composed, dignified, seemingly relaxed—and the next, space itself appeared to fold.In an instant, Barrett stood before Oasis.Two fingers snapped forward.They struck the side of Oasis’s neck with terrifying precision,landing on a point so exact that even seasoned Enlightened cultivators would hesitate to target it casually—a spiritual circulation node,a hidden convergence where refined mana flowed upward toward the conscious realm pathways to ignite the spiritual techniques.The impact was gentle.Yet devastating.The moment his fingers connected, Oasis felt it immediately.His spiritual circulation halted.Not shattered.Not disrupted.Sealed.!!!The reaction was instantaneous.Before sound could even catch up to
Chapter 549: The Predator’s Invitation.
Grand Sanctuary of GreatnessTwilightOasis had not left the noble gallery.While the entertainment below continued and the crowd roared in waves that rose and fell like a living tide,he remained seated among the nobles, his presence calm, almost casual, as though he were merely an observer rather than one of the finalists awaiting the climax of the tournament.From here, the entire arena could be seen—an ocean of seats descending toward the vast battlefield below, where performers displayed their arts.Oasis sat with his retainers nearby, their postures disciplined yet relaxed, eyes alert but not tense.Beside him, Delvan leaned close, speaking animatedly, his voice low but continuous.“…and then did you see how he tried to pivot? That stance was completely off,” Delvan whispered, barely containing his excitement.“Brother, if he shifted his weight just a fraction earlier—”Oasis nodded occasionally, offering brief responses, sometimes a faint smile, sometimes a single word.Delvan,
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