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Chapter 211: Starport
Starport City – Gates of the western Pearl"Young master, why didn't we just enter through the back of the sect instead of coming all the way through the city gates?" Venak asked, glancing sideways.Oasis stood still, his azure eyes trailing over the sprawling city before them. Starport, the western jewel of Lunaris, stretched out with glistening white stone roads and buildings painted in seafoam hues. The salty breeze from the nearby ocean danced through the city, carrying the scent of brine, spices, and blooming waterlotus flowers that lined the avenues. From the towering lighthouse in the harbor to the majestic bridges spanning crystalline canals, Starport glowed with vibrant life.“I can never get used to this,” Oasis murmured, smiling softly. “This city is beautiful.”Clad in a sleek black robe embroidered with silver threads, the Lunaris sect insignia shimmered faintly at his chest. His dark messy beast like hair fell freely, brushing his shoulders. At his waist, his sword
Chapter 210: We’ll hunt them down.
Lunaris Starport – Mountains Behind the Bluemoon Estate (Lunaris Sect Starport Branch) Grrrrrrr... The mountain groaned. A colossal boulder, ancient and layered with moss, began to shift. Dust tumbled from its surface, dislodged by deep grinding as a hidden mechanism stirred within the stone. Sunlight pierced through the widening crack, illuminating the yawning mouth of a cave sealed for years. Rocks scattered and the ground trembled lightly as the massive door slowly slid aside. From the dark void within, a single step echoed onto the stone. Barefoot. Callused. Brown-skinned and weathered by seclusion. Then another. A figure emerged slowly—his toned legs clothed in loose, durable trousers. His upper body, bare, revealed taut muscle carved through relentless discipline. His skin glistened with sweat, and his long, wild hair clung to his shoulders, falling like blackened silk streaked with sunlight. His azure eyes shimmered with an unnatural intensity, ancient a
Chapter 209: Battlefield Salamander(2)
The air shimmered with heat so intense it was nearly blinding. The battlefield had fallen into a terrible stillness—only broken by the crackling of fire and the groans of scorched earth. Those who stood too close and dared to inhale the searing air collapsed instantly, their lungs scorched from within.Master Draco Ignis stood like a titan amidst the destruction, fire wreathing his body in silent rage. His crimson cloak fluttered with the updrafts of heat, and his burning gaze locked onto the two remaining masked men."You two… who don’t even value the lives of your own comrades…" Draco’s voice was calm, low, but carried the weight of a thunderclap. “You’re a disgrace. You don’t even deserve to stand before me.”The masked ones didn’t answer. Instead, the one on the left stepped forward and roared—“Heavenly Demonic Arts: Death Whip!”Dark mana coalesced instantly, forming several black, serpentine whips that lashed toward Draco with piercing howls, warping the air as they moved.
Chapter 208: Battlefield Salamander.
Five Years Later — Glacia TerritoryThe sky over Glacia roared with the sound of war.Snow, once pristine and blanketing the mountain valleys in gentle white, had been torn apart by fire, steel, and blood. Ice cracked under the feet of thousands. Screams echoed through canyons. Light from spells and martial techniques danced across the battlefield like storms unleashed. Mages clad in robes fought side by side with hardened martial artists, their blades clashing against inhuman weapons, spells countering curses in a thunderous ballet of violence.The war had entered its ugliest phase.Ever since the surprise retreat of enemy forces, two years prior a second wave had begun. But this time, they came stronger—bolder. Demonic cultivators had emerged from the shadows, attacking Glacia from the southern front and stretching their reach toward the outskirts of Springfield. Their ferocity was unlike anything Verdantia had anticipated.Villages burned. Border forts fell. Smaller sects
Chapter 207: We’re in this together, you know
The air was thick with humidity, and clouds loomed above the fortified skyline of Springfield as Oasis finished another round of drills in the open yard.His movements were smooth and sharp, like flowing water made of flame.Each step flowed into the next with deadly precision, and his body glowed faintly with a cyan aura—heat shimmering from his bare chest and arms, his breath steady and controlled.The once-turbulent energies around him now danced in harmony, kept in perfect check.“Young Master Oasis,” came a familiar voice behind him.Oasis paused mid-step, lowering his hands as he turned his head slightly.“Ah, Venak,” he greeted, not breaking his stance fully, his voice calm, still somewhat elevated from the heat of training.Venak approached with a scroll clutched respectfully in both hands, sealed with the lunar insignia of bluemoon.“I received a letter from the Sect Leader,” he said, presenting it forward.Oasis reached for it, his fingers brushing the wax seal.The moment i
Chapter 206: Ripple effect.
About a week had passed since the decisive battle at Springfield.Zane and Zion had successfully completed their mission, repelling disturbances along Lunaris's borders.Their return signaled more than just a tactical victory—it represented a shift in the tides.Word of Lunaris’s interference spread like wildfire.And though no official statement had declared Lunaris's entry into the war, the message was clear enough for the rest of the continent: Lunaris was no longer watching idly from the mountains.The effect was immediate.The forces deployed by Verdantia's betraying noble houses—those pressing from the southern flank of Springfield and those threatening Glacia—were recalled.They hadn’t anticipated the presence of Lunaris despite poking, nor the weight that a single young warrior named Oasis would carry.Whatever plans they’d had, Oasis had become a variable too volatile to ignore.Somewhere in Verdantia – Ignis Vale Territory.The sun scorched the training grounds of House Igni
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
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