Chapter 761: Semifinals
Angelo’s eyes widened in disbelief as a chunk of his shield cracked and broke—just like that. This wasn’t some average piece of equipment—it was a Legendary Artifact, a treasure said to withstand the fury of all but the highest High Legendary Tier attacks. And yet... it shattered under the force of that rusty, unassuming sword.
But Angelo had no time to process the shock. In the very next breath, Lucius’s foot slammed into his chest. The blow sent Angelo tumbling across the arena floor like a ragdoll, each impact leaving a crater in the hardened ground. Lucius’ sword was overwhelming, but so too was his raw, physical power.
And then, as Angelo tried to regain his footing, he saw it—Lucius’s eyes burning with pure, concentrated killing intent. A dark light, subtle yet suffocating, radiated from them. It was a power so deeply hidden, so expertly concealed, that not a single powerhouse in the podiums noticed it.
Without a word, the rusty sword ignited into a blaze of dark flames, and Lucius leaped forward like a predator, swinging the weapon down in a vicious arc.
"ZNNNNNNNN!"
A massive wave of dark fire erupted from the blade, cutting through the air like a storm of annihilation. The arc of destruction ignited the very air in the arena, turning it into a swirling inferno that roared toward Angelo like a doomsday meteor.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!"
The impact shook the entire arena, sending shockwaves through the stone and sand. The explosion engulfed Angelo, swallowing him whole in a torrent of black flames and energy.
Gasps and cries erupted from the crowd.