Alec fixed his gaze on Dorian, who was now floating before him, radiating a Tier 6 aura. A deep frown etched across his face; Dorian had clearly undergone a significant transformation after casting the Undead Overlord spell.In fact, discussions were erupting not just among the regular audience but also within the VIP section. The Undead Overlord spell was a High Tier spell that only mages who had reached high rank realm could cast. But yet, it seemed the spell had been modified by an expert close to Dorian, the expert had clearly modified the spell with preference of Dorian creating some type of lower version of the spell, so it was at a level where it would be possible for Dorian to cast it as long as he had enough Mana. However, one nagging detail tugged at the back of Alec’s mind.He was certain that all these necromancy spells required immense amounts of mana to activate. The previous spell that summoned the undead army had nearly drained Dorian to the point of exhausti
Dorian didn’t want to take any chances, and that was why after eliminating Lucas, he turned his attention to the next person in the War God Academy team that he believed could truly his chances of victory over Alec when they clash, and that person just happens to be Beatrice Marionette. Feeling the intensity of Dorian's gaze, she felt a wave of dread wash over her and quickly decided to cast a defensive spell as Mana threads swirled around him, Both her wooden spider puppet and even the crocodile moved in front of her instinctively in an aim to shield her.However, her efforts appeared to be mere child's play in Dorian's eyes. He thrust his left hand forward, and despite the distance between them, he surprised the audience by launching a punch that unleashed a long dark chain materializing from his hand, and flying directly toward Beatrice. [> Mid Tier Spell – Overlord Shackles <]The dark chains, glowing with eerie green light, zipped through the air at breakneck speed. The croc
“Dorian!”“Alec!”The names of both fighters echoed loudly across the arena. Despite Alec facing a significant disadvantage, his supporters didn’t relent in supporting him, they kept chanting his name in unison, holding on to hope that he could turn the tide.The distance between Alec and Dorian closed with each passing second. ‘I can now slightly match his speed with the Red Salamander set this is an improvement,’ Alec thought, but his confidence wavered as he noticed Dorian moving even faster when he came closerBang! “Fuck!” Alec cursed, as he staggered backward after being struck in the face by the hilt of Dorian’s long sword. Dorian had wasted no time when he was in such close distance, he capitalised on his chance by raising his sword high with both hands and jabbing it toward Alec's face.Though the attack caught him off guard, but Alec quickly regained his composure, by tilting his body to the side when he felt his danger senses tingling. A split second later, the long sw
“Hmmm, that battle technique the War God Academy team captain just employed... I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like it before, is this some new skill?” a spectator in the VIP second section mused, eager to pry answers from the War God Academy’s Dean seated few seats ahead of him.However, the Dean was just as clueless as everyone else seated there, so he only offered a smirk and played the part of the enigmatic sage, though inside, he tried not to be surprised by Alec again but he still couldn’t help but wonder how Alec had managed to display such a martial skill, one that neither he nor the other academy Deans had ever encountered. Which was weird as they were all old monsters that have come across thousands of spells and battle skills. In fact, at the moment he had begun to attribute any unique thing Alec did to the Gordon clan.As for the other Deans, who had been eagerly awaiting a reply, they soon realized that the War God Academy Dean would not divulge any insights into
The audience was perplexed when they saw Alec relax his guard, almost as if he had given up any chance to defend himself.Alec sighed after realizing what Dorian’s final move was all about. He whipped his hand toward his Blood Changdao, which had been thrown aside during the heat of battle. As a flaming whip materialized from his hand towards the weapon, it coiled around the hilt of the weapon, and with a gentle tug from Alec, the whip retracted, bringing the weapon back to his hand.“Here I was thinking I could coast through this round without showing some cards, but you’ve lived up to your reputation as one of the Great Eight Academy captains,” Alec said, his tone grim. “You’ve pushed me to the edge. I know I can’t match you in spells and mana, but if my guess is right, you’re running low on mana after casting spells beyond your rank ““I initially thought the mana you absorbed from your undead army might have sustained you, but we both know you didn’t have enough time to refin
“Alec!!!” Alec’s name echoed throughout the Royal arena, and in that moment, even some fans from Onyx Academy and the other Great Eight schools couldn't help but stand and clap. They watched as Alec surveyed the crowd, and no matter how much they might want to deny it, they couldn’t anymore, Alec Gordons had single-handedly carried his team to the finals of the inter-academy competition.For years, the Battle Mage Academy, Royal Academy, Holy Grail Academy, Onyx Academy, Gate Academy, Wizards and Witches Academy, Bloodline Academy, and Vajra Academy had dominated the inter-academy scene. Over the years, the winners of the competition had consistently come from these eight institutions, and with the other High and Ancient Tier clans aligning themselves and choosing one of these academies, it only made them nearly untouchable. These were the places where the most talented mages aspired to study, while those deemed low-ranked or unreliable were relegated to the ordinary academies, as
The War God Academy team was walking down the tunnel entrance they had emerged from. When the arena’s cover was lifted, the rest of the eliminated team members were teleported back without any external injuries on them. .The moment Alec saw this, he didn’t pause to wave at his fans or engage with the red-haired referee who wanted to speak with him. Instead, he started walking toward the tunnel entrance with determination.His goal was to return back to his quarters as quickly as possible, and as captain, the rest of the team followed closely behind him.But that didn’t stop the fans from chanting his name, though. The fervent supporters he had gathered were even more animated after witnessing another masterful display from Alec. To them, he was now seen as unbeatable, a sentiment that didn’t sit well with some fans from the Great Eight Academies who were reluctant to acknowledge Alec’s prowess.As Alec and his team walked through the tunnel, he noticed a shared space to their le
A glint flashed in Dragov’s eyes as he was knocked back a few steps, when he turned to see who was responsible, he noticed a raging wave of energy materializing behind Selene as she walked over.Though he sensed her power and knew she was at a higher realm than him, but Dragov couldn’t care less at that moment; he was filled with excitement, eager to attack her and unleash his wild side.But before he could move, a hand gripped his left shoulder, causing his body to shudder and stopping him in his tracks. Everyone present turned to see who had emerged from the tunnel entrance.“I apologize for the rash behaviour of my academy’s captain,” said a voice. “Without further ado, we will excuse ourselves now.” When they looked closely, they saw the entire Bloodline Academy team, and the one restraining Dragov was the co-ordinator of the Bloodline Academy team. After her brief speech, she didn’t spare the War God Academy or the Battle Mage team another glance; instead, she bowed toward S