Then, as the stacked, emerald-green magic circles rotated with violent velocity before Oasis's open palm, the youth suddenly closed his hand into a tight, unyielding fist.At that exact microsecond, something truly terrifying occurred as Oasis's high-tier spell took absolute hold of the environment.At first glance, absolutely nothing seemed to have happened visually. There was no flashy explosion, no roaring shockwave, and no blinding light. Because of this deceptive lack of visual feedback, Draven and Altima instinctively threw quick, puzzled glances at each other across the sky, and the three Demonic Heavenly Lords likewise exchanged confused, wary looks.!!!Then, it happened. A localized apocalypse kicked in, registering violently within their physical bodies and their sensory organs all at once.They felt it with a sudden, paralyzing shock—within a massive radius of several kilometers enveloping their space, every single molecule of air had been abruptly and ruthlessly stolen a

“Cyan flames...” Altima muttered under his breath, a cold shudder running down his spine as shock completely paralyzed his thoughts for a brief, heavy moment.“What on earth is this kid, really?” he thought, his eyes widening in profound disbelief. “I was entirely certain he was a wind dragon, and now... what is the meaning of these cyan flames? First, he displays that heavenly mutated emerald wind, and now, cyan flames? Aren't those kind of flames an extraordinarily rare breed of mutated flames as well?”Altima’s gaze locked onto Homet’s severed body, which had crashed several kilometers away in the desolate wasteland. Even at this distance, his advanced demonic vision could see that the relentless, blazing cyan fire refused to go out. Even though the giant's head had been cleanly separated from his torso and his life force was completely extinguished, the unnatural fire continued to aggressively feed on the remaining flesh and bone, hissing and consuming the corpse with terrifying

Meanwhile, within the Western Alliance camp, situated dozens upon dozens of kilometers away from the true frontline of the battlefield, the ambient air was thick with tension.Within the dense shadows of clustered, towering trees that bordered the outpost, Venak stood silently upon a thick, elevated branch. His sharp gaze was locked entirely toward the north—the exact direction of the chaotic battlefield.Heavy waves of residual mana and deep, seismic vibrations rolled across the landscape, reaching this distant encampment with a terrifying and steadily increasing frequency.It was not just Venak who was tracking this phenomena; almost every single cultivator stationed within the lower camps could feel the unnatural tremors rippling through the soil. Some of the weaker soldiers were visibly terrified, clutching their weapons with pale knuckles as the distant thunder shook their barracks. Others were driven by an intense curiosity, their eyes filled with a burning desire to witness th

Then Oasis scoffed at that moment, a quiet, mocking sound that cut through the tense atmosphere within the runic dome.“Me, a rabbit?” Oasis whispered to them.The physical spacing within the newly formed translucent cage was incredibly tight. Where Oasis stood, he was just a single meter away from Draven, who was positioned slightly to his left. To his right, also roughly a meter away, hovered Octavia, her demonic aura flaring in silent caution. Behind him, standing several meters back, Gifold loomed like a massive shadow of compressed muscle and malice. Altima was positioned to the left side of Draven, standing the furthest away from Oasis, his hand resting tightly on the hilt of his weapon as his calculating gaze tracked the young beast’s every micro-expression.“How dare they call you a rabbit, Father! Let me out right now so I can beat them all into a bloody pulp!” Vesta’s voice echoed furiously within Oasis’s conscious realm. The young boy was absolutely pissed and fuming, hi

Draven shook his head for a quiet, lingering moment as he thoroughly assessed the volatile situation unfolding around them. Then, slowly, a faint smirk began to curl the corner of his lips as the cold, indifferent composure that usually masked his expression completely vanished.“Before we go any further with this, kid... tell me something,” Draven said, his eyes flicking upward toward the translucent surface of the dome where the massive beast was continuously hammering its strikes. “Were you honestly planning on winning against this beast? On your own, no less—especially considering you have already assessed that you couldn't defeat all of us together, even if you claim you could take down at least two of us before making your escape?”“I wouldn't win, even at my absolute full strength,” Oasis replied candidly. “That is, if I were truly fighting it entirely alone. Furthermore, that beast outside hasn't even begun attacking me with its true, unrestricted power yet. From what I can