The moment Alec threw his own words back at him, the City Lord was left completely baffled, as his mind went blank as he struggled to decide his next move, all this time, his entire battle strategy had been built on one foundation: that he had numerical superiority over the Gordons Clan. But now, even that very foundation was crumbling before his eyes, and it wasn’t even because Alec had suddenly given the Gordons an overwhelming advantage in numbers to support them. No. That wasn’t the true problem.The real problem was Legion and Titan.Legion had casually slaughtered a group of Tier 6 mages, forcing him to panic and deploy four Tier 7 mages to suppress the threat. But instead of stabilizing the battlefield, that decision had completely backfired, as not only had all four Tier 7 mages been killed, the manner in which Titan had executed them had carved a deep scar into the hearts of everyone who witnessed it.In a single exchange, the morale of the City Lord’s army had shattered, an

#Estonia CapitalThe fight to decide the loser’s bracket had been brutally intense, it involved the mages of the Argent Guild, Solarium Sanctum, Ember Citadel, Crimson Dawn Academy, and the Blade Clan, after all the chaos of that disturbing brawl, the final match came down to Vincent and Vladimir of the Battle Mage Academy against Kaelus and Aeron of the Blade Clan.It was supposed to be a peak-level battle, but when the Team royal rumble-style clash began, most of the teams had immediately targeted the Battle Mage Academy. First, because they were an academy from the Northern Kingdom, and second, because they were widely regarded as the weakest team once their captains and vice-captains were removed from the fray.They thrived in direct combat and chaos, but only when they were given the chance to execute their battle formations, without that opportunity, they were quickly overwhelmed and eliminated.It was almost a miracle that Vladimir and Vincent had managed to last as long as the

He knew very well that the moment one Tier 8 mage escaped, it would trigger a chain reaction, and many of the Tier 7 mages would follow suit and abandon the battlefield, the situation was already bleak for his side, and if that collapse began, he had no doubt that everything would fall apart completely.“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” the City Lord shouted as he drew his blade, however before he could advance any further, the Gordons Patriarch was already before him, twisting and turning in midair while swinging both his katana and his wakizashi, in skillful motions.Around the Patriarch, small stone pebbles floated in the air, each coated in a transparent, bubble-like layer of Qi. At intervals, they shot forward like bullets, despite being nothing more than tiny stones, they carried terrifying power, after being amplified by George’s Qi.One of those pebbles had already struck him earlier, knocking him unconscious and giving the Patriarch the opening to cast a spell that

Swiftly, Alec read through the intentions behind both Tier 7 mages’ movements. They were trying to gang up on him and end the fight quickly, yet he remained far too relaxed, as if he didn’t even take them seriously.The tattoos of the Infernal Mantle began to materialize across his body, he knew he needed the additional stats to overpower them both.In a flash, the Infernal Mantle clad him in a display that was almost fashionable, his hair flowing freely, the red strands deepening in color while the black and brown were forced toward the tips, giving him a fierce and imposing presence.Within a second, his Spirit Equipment set was fully summoned, it wasn’t just fast, it showed how deeply connected he had become to his equipment.The left hand that had been trembling slightly as it held the Changdao hilt which restrained Alistair’s claw suddenly stabilized.At the same time, the wide blade of the second Dragonmir clansman reached him. Alec raised his right hand, which was now covered

[> High Tier Spell – Pyramid of Eternal Sands <]The moment he cast the spell, the sand swirling around him acted as a core for the spell he had just cast, as countless grains of sand lifted into the air, and even the earth-element particles scattered through the atmosphere were drawn together to form the spell. In an instant, a colossal pyramid of sand formed in midair, sealing both the Patriarch and the City Lord inside it with little light piercing through.It completely blocked the view of everyone outside, only the most experienced mages present were able to force their mental energy into their eyes, using their heightened perception to glimpse what was happening within the massive structure.He had not cast it to hide the outcome of the battle, he had cast it to preserve as much of the Gordons’ land as possible. George knew he was about to unleash everything he had, and the resulting clash would be nothing short of catastrophic, almost nuclear in scale.Meanwhile, he also knew