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Chapter 205: Rumors.
Silence returned to the battlefield once more—but this silence was heavier than before.It clung to the burnt earth like a shroud.The kind of silence that follows something unforgettable. That demands reverence. That hushes even the wind.Oasis lay sprawled in a bed of ash, his body motionless, his breathing faint.His bare chest, smeared with soot and blood, rose and fell with visible effort.His fingers twitched unconsciously, the last remnants of energy slowly seeping from his form.Elder Olivia landed beside him, her cloak whipping around her ankles.Without a word, she knelt, brushing aside debris as she reached for him.Gently, she draped her cloak over his body, shielding him from the night wind now heavy with mana and blood.“You did well, young one,” she murmured, brushing ash from his cheek.“But you have to work on that temper,” she added with a wry smile, lifting him effortlessly into her arms.Her brow furrowed the moment their skin touched.“So hot…” she muttered, sensi
Chapter 204: Broken shadow fleeing from failure.
Cough!! Cough!! Cough!!He hacked violently, thick streaks of crimson splattering on the scorched soil.But his eyes—fierce, unwavering—remained locked on the adversary floating high above: Malrick Rhun, third elder of Stormreach.Murmurs stirred across the cliff.“What was that…?”“Did he stop that attack?”Oasis’s companions stood frozen, confusion painted on their blood-smeared faces.The violent force that had just threatened to erase Oasis had vanished—like mist under sunlight.Malrick’s brow furrowed.His pulse quickened.“That wasn't a failure… That brat did something,” he muttered, watching the bloodied boy below.“But judging by that coughing, there’s no way he can pull it off again.”Then—Thud!A sudden gust of wind kicked up ash as Elder Olivia landed before Oasis.She didn’t speak.With a snap of her fingers, orbs of water formed instantly in the air—dense, focused spheres brimming with spatial enchantments.With precise motions, she hurled them toward Oasis and his compa
Chapter 203: Malrick Rhun.
That night, deep within the heart of Stormreach, inside a towering pavilion draped in velvet and shadow, a sudden, piercing cry shattered the calm:"Malick!!!"A violent pulse of power rippled out as vases cracked and furniture splintered.The very structure trembled.Inside the chamber, the source of the shout—a man—stood amidst the wreckage, his breathing ragged, his robes fluttering in the pressure of his own unleashed aura.Lightning laced across his veins, sparking along his arms and shoulders as his spiritual and elemental energy surged uncontrollably.The guards near the door were forced to their knees, struggling to breathe under the crushing weight of his rage.Servants and attendants stumbled out, blood seeping from their ears and noses as they tried to escape the storm of the force.“Step back! Step back!” one of the braver guards yelled, pulling a young maid out of the chamber.“What… what happened?”“Did you hear what he screamed?”“Malick… he screamed Malick’s name.”“Th
Chapter 202: Slaughter.
The mist began to dissolve, its edges retreating like a ghost lifting from a battlefield drenched in carnage.Dead bodies littered the field—some mutilated beyond recognition, others sprawled in frozen agony.Pools of blood shimmered beneath the moonlight, soaking into the slush and damp soil.The ground reeked of death and fear.Zion stood among the corpses,now shirtless, drenched in blood from head to toe.His crimson-stained claws gleamed wickedly under the pale light, his face twisted into a half-grin, half-snarl.Venak’s chest heaved as he stood among the dead, vapor rising from his arms, his breaths still hot with energy.Ragar cracked his neck slowly, his knuckles bloodied, fresh gore dripping from the iron rings around his wrists.Oasis stood at the center—bare-chested, hands stained with blood, his hair tousled, and his phoenix claw pendant pulsing faintly against his chest.Only Iris and the teleporting member stood untouched, their bodies clean—silent phantoms in a massacre
Chapter 201: Madness of Chaos.
Inside the perimeter of the enemy camp, the atmosphere had been light.Dozens of fires crackled. Men drank, laughed, and boasted in low voices.Near the outer trench, a squad of guards leaned on their spears, yawning.“I swear, if we don’t get to do anything soon, I’m gonna die of boredom,” one of them muttered, poking the frozen dirt.Behind a storage tent, two figures moved rhythmically in the darkness—grunting softly as their armor lay discarded nearby.“Just hurry it up,” the woman hissed. “If they catches us again—”Then it hit.A pressure. A shift. A presence.All at once, hundreds of martial artists in the camp froze.One man dropped his bowl of soup.Another staggered as he tripped over a tent rope, looking skyward in terror.The fires didn’t dim—but they flickered wildly, as though the air itself was resisting the flames.“What... the hell was that?!”“Did you feel that?!” shouted a voice.Men stumbled out of their tents, weapons half-drawn, brows slick with sudden sweat.“Th
Chapter 200: Aetherion Veil.
Meanwhile, at the same time, deep within the fort in Springfield...Clack... clack... clack...Bootsteps echoed crisply through the cold stone corridors of the fortress.Torches flickered against the weathered grey walls, casting elongated shadows across the passageway.A heavy wooden door creaked open.“Greetings, Elder. Young Lady Magnolia has just arrived,” a guard in polished steel armor reported with a bow.!!!Elder Olivia,who is now wrapped in a fur-lined black cloak, froze in place mid-step.Her expression contorted from surprise to exasperation in a heartbeat.“What??” she snapped, her voice echoing down the hall.“What in the skies are they thinking—bringing her here of all places?”She whirled around to face the guard. “Who did she come with?”“Young Lady Ivey, ma’am.”Elder Olivia clenched her jaw.“Gods preserve me... those reckless girls.”Without another word, she stormed through the cold stone halls, her boots thudding sharply on the granite floor.Wind from the high m
Chapter 199: Monsters of Lunaris.
The atmosphere inside the inn was dense—not from heat or crowding, but from tension.Soldiers and patrol cultivators from Black fur sect sat hunched in corners, their postures rigid, their voices hushed.Not a single cough dared to escape.No one moved for the door.Even the innkeeper stood like a statue behind the counter, eyes flickering to the veiled woman and her company seated among the common folk like wolves at a sheep’s table.Tension had woven itself into the walls like thick webbing.The presence of the Blood Letum was suffocating.Yet Oasis, seated casually at the inn’s largest table, seemed oblivious.He chewed slowly, savoring the soft dumplings and broth, even calling for seconds.Venak, ever instinctual, followed his lead, quietly eating with measured calm.The only one who truly seemed nervous was Ragar, whose hands trembled slightly as he lifted his spoon.“He doesn’t even blink,” Ragar thought as he kept sneaking glances at Oasis.“After what I did earlier… is he rea
Chapter 198: New Presence.
Inside the Inn – Oasis and VenakFar from the whispering crowds, in a quiet corner of a large wooden inn near the western gate of a town called Duskmire, Oasis and Venak sat calmly at a modest table.A steaming plate of grilled river beast, pickled root vegetables, and cloud-grain rice sat before them.Venak was already halfway through his meal, eating like he hadn’t seen food in a week.Oasis, as usual, ate slowly—watching, listening.The inn was warm, with sun filtering in through the thin rice-paper windows.But a quiet tension stirred inside, barely beneath the surface.They could hear it now—snippets of conversation drifting from nearby tables.“The guards said it looked like a massacre—no signs of spell use or swordplay. Just death.”“I heard a girl say they saw a bird fly over the forest before it happened…”“Some say they were disciples of Lunaris sect. Someone sent by Sect Master Himself.”Venak raised his eyes without lifting his head.“Guess the rumors are growing faster th
Chapter 197: Counter.
The mist slowly unraveled, thinning like stretched silk as the cold wind drifted through the snow-laden forest.What had been a dense veil moments ago now exposed the truth underneath—carnage, swift and silent.Venak stood amid it all, his blade dripping, his breath steady.Around him lay the slain bodies of awakened cultivators .Their blood soaked into the snow, steam rising faintly as warmth met frost.Some had fallen in mid-swing, others with wide eyes, unaware of the strike that ended them.There was no struggle now. Only stillness.From the vanishing mist stepped Oasis, calm as ever.No scratches, no blood. Just his piercing gaze and the fading hum of spiritual and magical energy that had once filled the forest.“Let’s head back,” he said coolly, glancing at the scene.Venak gave a small nod, but said nothing.He wiped his blade against the robe of a corpse and sheathed it, then whistled softly as he rested his hands behind his neck.The way he moved—casual, even playful—stood i
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