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He activated the spiritual energy within him, gathering it on his Thunder Blade. The Thunder Blade gleamed with a cold light, and a crimson hue appeared on the blade. "Crazy Blade Strike!" A sharp and fierce blood-red blade light cut through the air, flashing through the moonlit woods. Just as the blade light was about to touch Sebastian's body, a semi-transparent shield appeared in front of him. Clang! When the blade light struck the shield, the shield dissipated, and the blade light was also neutralized. Sebastian was unharmed, showing no signs of damage.

The blade hovered between us like a promise. “You can resist as much as you want. You can curse me. You can hate me. You can even try to fight. But in the end… I always win. And when you finally surrender, it will be because you wanted to. Because you could no longer resist what I awaken in you.” I sheathed the knife and stood up. I looked down at her, tied up, marked by the thin cut, breathing hard, her eyes blazing with hatred and something far more dangerous. “Sleep well, Liora Voss. Dream of me. Dream of the moment when your resistance finally cracks.”

Asmo's Saber, cloaked in darkness, exuded an aura of ominous power, while Satan's Saber blazed a fierce and blood-red hue, mirroring the intensity of his emotions. In this solitary arena, the stage was set for a confrontation that transcended physical combat, a clash of wills and emotions that would leave an indelible mark on their tumultuous relationship. The desert bore witness to the impending struggle, the stillness broken only by the crackling energy of their drawn Sabers, each brother poised to face the other in a battle that would test not only their physical prowess but also the depths of their resolve and the intricacies of their bond.

Sara’s saber began to glow with a golden hum, its light pulsating and radiating power. Danial’s eyes narrowed as he analyzed the situation. The sword had transformed, and something in its aura warned him to be cautious. He took a deep breath, instinctively stepping back as he realized this was no ordinary blade. He could feel the energy crackling around it, vibrating in the air. Sara’s lips curved into a confident smile. She waved her saber in a swift arc, the light from the blade shimmering in the dim underground training hall. "Don't blink, Danial. You’ll miss it," she said, her voice filled with thrilling anticipation.

Gavin unleashed everything he had, pushing his divine ability—Rending Wind Blades—to its limit. Countless blades crashed down on Lawrence in a relentless barrage. With Lawrence's stamina and spiritual energy nearly depleted, it looked like he had no way to withstand the attack. Glancing upward at Gavin, he tightened his grip on the Sovereign Silver Spear. Then, he swept it in a wide arc and shouted, "Break it!" A torrent of power burst out and met the descending wind blades head-on. Piercing explosions followed as the spear force filled the sky, breaking them apart one after another before driving straight into Gavin.

I reply, my voice steady despite everything, despite the pain, despite the chaos, despite the weight of what we are facing I understand exactly what this is This is not just a fight This is the end of something old And the beginning of something new The air shifts again, power gathering once more, heavier than before, darker, more violent He is not holding back anymore Good Neither am I I tighten my grip on my blade, my body steady, my mind clear, my focus locked entirely on him Because this ends here One way or another And this time I will not be the one who falls

“I was shocked, maybe Ivan went through something terrible, even other people he didn't fully trust. Our personalities are very different, yet we've been friends for 10 years." Nolan laughed, remembering the past rebelling with Ivan, which he missed. As Jennifer could tell, Nolan was as good to Ivan as his brother. “Ivan is really talented, with only two empty hands, he has gradually become the person who has the power to control all life in the dark world. His ability is both a powerful weapon and something that many people enviously want to destroy. “In his world, there was only my shadow, so it was very lonely. Jennifer, if you've entered his world, go through it with him, don't leave him

They would fucking die with us. I felt a sharp pain in my back and chest as I concentrated. I held my power on Oberon and Eris as I looked down to see a sword sticking out of my chest. I tried to take a breath but it was so painful as my entire body started to feel the warm overloaded pain of being stabbed.

Lord Jetir told his son, who still stood silently admiring his new blade. "Father... Thank you, but I do not deserve to wield such a fine blade. I have embarrassed you on too many occasions. If I used this sword, I will dishonor it." When Boro heard that, he decided to interject, "No Lite, you will only dishonor this blade if you turn it away right now" "But mas-" Boro raised a hand to the young lord, silencing him, "Am I not you master? Did you not promise to follow my lead?"