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Chapter 535: Absolute Syllables.
Upper Gallery“I have to say it,” Devi Pogoda spoke slowly, his sharp eyes fixed on the battlefield far below, “your nephew is ruthless for his age.What kind of upbringing did he have to say and do whatever he feels like doing without restraint?”His gaze did not soften as he continued.“This is not how the perception of a child regarding the world should be,” Devi added, his tone edged with criticism.“Words have weight. Power has consequence.Just because you can see flaws in someone’s perfection does not mean you must voice them.What if they are content with their own system?What if that system is what defines them?”He turned slightly toward Marcellia, his eyes narrowing.“And sometimes,” Devi continued, “one must know who they are speaking to—and what consequences might befall them after saying certain words.Or is he like this because that is how you taught him?Or how those wherever he grew up taught him?”Devi exhaled, then pressed further, his voice low but sharp.“Speakin
Chapter 534: Forced Lesson and Pity.
The space around Oasis and Lukan dimmed unnaturally.Though the sun still hung high above the Grand Sanctuary, its light seemed unwilling—or unable—to fully penetrate the region where Lukan’s energy had surged.Dark azure mist thickened the air, swallowing brightness, bending shadows, turning the space into something heavy and oppressive, as though the battlefield itself had sunk beneath a deep, cold ocean.The temperature dropped sharply, breaths turning faintly visible, while the air carried the pressure of abyssal depths pressing inward from every direction.Lukan’s killing intent saturated the space.His hands moved.They sliced through the air with wet, rippling sounds—schlrrp… shhhk—as though his arms were submerged and dragged through dense water.Invisible currents clung to his fingers, trailing droplets and mist, the water blades humming with lethal sharpness as they vibrated violently.“Tch.”Oasis muttered softly.As if the ground itself had sprung to life beneath his fe
Chapter 533: Insult and Rage.
The words were so piercing that they cut through even those who were not directly involved.Within the vast sea of spectators, most were citizens of the Kingdom of Aurelion—people who had grown up hearing tales of Luke Maser’s greatness.The Living Ocean.A pillar of the kingdom.A man who had stood at the front lines against invading threats, whose name had been etched into war records, academies, and lullabies alike.To them, his mastery of water magic was not merely skill—it was law, a truth as unquestionable as gravity itself.And now—A child.A boy standing in the Grand Sanctuary.Had just implied that Luke Maser might not truly understand how to wield water magic.It was the same as declaring that the way birds had flown since the dawn of time was wrong.For a moment, some in the crowd felt genuine fear—for Oasis.Yet buried beneath that fear was another realization, one that caused their spines to stiffen and their thoughts to hesitate.The one speaking…Was Marcellia Valmorra
Chapter 532: Insult.
“Lukan Maser, huh?” Oasis said calmly.As the words left his mouth, he slowly retracted his magical energy.The scorching cyan heat that had dominated the battlefield moments earlier receded like a tide being pulled back by an unseen will.The oppressive warmth thinned, the molten stones cooled, and the distorted air slowly settled back into place.At the same time, the Grimoire of Runes—Aetherion Veil—folded inward upon itself.The ethereal pages dissolved rune by rune, each symbol dimming before dispersing into faint cyan motes that drifted upward and vanished.The humming resonance that had filled the Grand Sanctuary faded, leaving behind a strange, unsettling quiet.Even the cyan glow reflecting off the walls and stands diminished, returning the battlefield to its natural light—though the scars left behind remained etched into stone and air alike.The crowd stirred.Murmurs spread like wildfire.“What is going on here?”“Is he giving up?”“What happened to that spell—did it fail?”
Chapter 531: Is this amusement to you?
Then the cyan flames intensified even further—far more violently than before.They leaked through the runes being formed, not as gentle wisps but as pressurized torrents of cyan fire,slipping between symbols as though the magic itself could no longer be contained.One magic circle manifested… then another… and another—each forming with a thunderous resonance that rippled through the air.Under the blazing sun above, the entire Grand Sanctuary was bathed in cyan light within mere seconds.The stone floors in general stands, the towering stands, the layered barriers—everything reflected that unearthly glow, as if the world itself had been painted in cyan fire.Then four magic circles finally formed.Then—The four magic circles enlarged massively, growing far larger than Oasis’ own body, rotating in perfect synchronization.Their rotation produced a low, grinding sound—deep, heavy, and oppressive—a sound audible to every ear present, vibrating through bones and hearts alike.Even those
Chapter 530: Elemental Brilliance.
“Water Magic.”Lukan’s voice cut through the arena with authority, steady and commanding.He hovered several feet above the battlefield, eyes locked onto Oasis below.Each breath he drew was cold enough to mist the air around him, and every movement rippled his aura like an icy tide.From Lukan, dark azure droplets began to condense midair, spinning slowly as if obeying some invisible rhythm.Around each drop, wisps of cold mist lingered, curling like the fog on a frozen lake.The droplets swirled together, forming a larger, perfectly spherical drop, within which the chill condensed visibly, freezing the very air around it.Intricate runes glimmered faintly along the droplets’ edges, hovering and pulsating with faint life, marking the birth of a magic circle.“Invasive Bullet!” Lukan shouted.At his command, the droplets snapped together with a sharp, crystalline sound.A dense, opaque orb formed instantly—larger than any tennis-ball-sized attack he had cast before.It shimmered with
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