Chapter: 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
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Chapter: 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
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Chapter: 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
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Chapter: 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,
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Chapter: 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
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Chapter: 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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Ascension of the Lost Soul
In life, he was an orphan, bullied and overlooked, even ridiculed by those he tried to protect. But in death, he transforms into a warrior destined to rise among the gods.
At just 18 years old, a young Filipino sacrifices his life to save the girl he loves from a horrific fate.
After being pushed from a towering construction site, he finds himself in the afterlife, standing before divine judges who will determine his eternal destiny.
Depending on his beliefs, he is sent to a heaven beyond anything he ever imagined—a realm filled with beings from various faiths and mythologies, from the golden gates of Christian Heaven to the battle halls of Valhalla and the majestic peaks of Olympus.
In this afterlife, power isn’t simply handed out; it must be earned.
Armed only with his determination, a mysterious system, and the haunting memories of his past, this young soul embarks on a dangerous journey.
He fights against powerful beings from different heavens and faces demons sent to torment the living.
Along the way, he meets people who inspire him to grow stronger.
Guided by the system he has received, he strives to ascend toward divinity, carving out his own path in a world where respect is earned through combat and power is claimed through effort.
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Chapter: Absolute resolve(2)Placing his hand on the stone, he envisioned the kampilan—a traditional Filipino weapon.Divine energy surged from his hand, wrapping around the ore as it began to shift and solidify, transforming into the weapon he had imagined.As it took form, he spoke with reverence,"I, Tiyaga, behold my weapon before the Creator Elohim and in the name of my Lord Ares. I name you Anito." The weapon shimmered as it fully awakened, a black blade with a lining of silver along its edge.The blade itself bore tiny white spots around the hilt, like stars against the night, and a short rope extended from the hilt, bearing the banner of Ares.Near the hilt, in delicate engraving, was the mark of Hephaestus, affirming its divine origin.The sight was mesmerizing—a weapon uniquely his, resonating with power and purpose, crafted through divine will.The weapon solidified in Rico's hand, gleaming with a faint, divine light that pulsed as if alive.Just as he marveled at Anito, a system display flashed befor
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Chapter: Absolute resolve(1)As Rico's voice rang out, his sharp command snapped his subordinates out of hesitation."Not enough wits!" he shouted, his tone filled with fiery resolve."Come at me already! If you flinch, you die!" They were in the thick of day two, and Rico's group was already dripping with sweat, their clothes, freshly washed the night before, now torn and ragged.Despite the exhaustion on their faces, there was a newfound resilience in their eyes, a fierceness that hadn't been there before.Some among them had begun to manifest the Shield of Fortitude, only to have it shattered by Rico's relentless strikes.A few dodged one or two of his attacks, proving their growth, while others were learning to evade more frequently.Anyone watching might have mistaken this for a real battle, as each trainee faced off with genuine intensity, pushing themselves to keep up with their commanding officer.Rico's taunts only drove them harder, silencing any fleeting thoughts of undermining him.Those harboring ev
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Chapter: Late at the party(2)Behind him, his subordinates, synchronized in movement, mirrored him, showing their deference and silently apologizing for their late arrival.The hall held its breath as the commanders nodded approvingly, acknowledging Rico's respectful gesture.The room, still silent, watched the display of respect, surprised by the discipline and unity they radiated.Rico's group had made a powerful entrance, one that would not be forgotten anytime soon.As Rico took his seat, Demetrius's sharp eyes observed him closely, a glimmer of intrigue flickering.Mmh…fascinating. I can still sense the faint residue of Holy Aura around him, he mused silently, his gaze assessing.Another commander across the hall noticed the same and exchanged a confirming nod with Demetrius,both struck by the rarity of what they were witnessing.For a novice-ranked warrior to wield Holy Aura was unheard of—it was a privilege reserved for high-ranking beings.Few possessed the strength and mastery to channel it, and for Rico
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Chapter: Late at the party(1)Huff! Huff! Huff!The air was thick with the sound of heavy breathing, each member of Rico's squad gasping as they braced themselves against the relentless training.Hours had passed with no breaks, pushing each of them to the brink as Rico, now armed with his Holy Aura, had sparred them into exhaustion.Despite his rank of Warrior (Novice), Rico's strength far surpassed his title, and it showed.He stood amidst his battered, bruised subordinates, grinning as he took in the sight before him.The training uniforms on most of them were torn, ripped at the seams or stained with dirt and sweat.Some even bore visible bruises, reminders of the blows they'd taken.They looked like they had just returned from a real battle—but this was only sparring.Rico had found something profound here.He had been bullied on Earth, labeled a loser, but here, he felt respected, valued, and at peace—a priceless feeling.His memories might remind him of his past life, but the present offered something great
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Chapter: Commander TiyagoA ding echoed in Rico's mind as his abilities settled into place.With his senses heightened by Battlefield Awareness, Rico watched as his subordinates hesitated before charging at him.He shifted into his stance, focusing on his Dance of the Evasive Wind and moving with fluid precision,sidestepping each strike with graceful, measured footwork.His reflexes felt sharp as he ducked a blow from Leonidas, spinning to deflect a kick from Callista with his arm, his grin never wavering."Come on! Is that all?" he taunted.Theron attempted a bold swing toward him, but Rico activated his Shield of Fortitude, absorbing the impact with ease.The divine energy around him seemed to pulse as the shield dissipated the blow, leaving him unfazed."Not bad, but let's see how you handle this."Rico's expression shifted to one of fierce determination as he activated Wrathful Strike Series,channeling his divine energy into a powerful attack, deliberately slowing his strike to test their reactions.His
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Chapter: Skill Acquisition(2)[Skill Acquisition Complete]New Active Skill: Divine Power GatheringDescription: A concentration technique that allows Rico to draw in divine energy from his surroundings, replenishing his reserves. When used in combat, it allows him to regain strength and infuse attacks or defenses with extra divine power, enhancing their potency.Effects: +25% Energy Recovery Rate during use, minor defensive boost while gathering.New Passive Skill: Divine ReservoirDescription: Enables Rico to store larger amounts of divine energy within his body, which can be accessed at any time, even if he is fatigued or low on stamina.Effects: +30% Maximum Divine Energy Capacity, improved endurance under divine-powered abilities.Attribute Boost:Divine energy: +30Endurance: +8As the information from Divine Power Harnessing settled within him, Rico could feel the steady, calming pulse of divine energy humming through his veins.It was as if he had tapped into a wellspring of strength, one that was now his
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