Chapter 353: The Privilege Of Power
[The Arena]
The pressure in the arena normalized with a sickening lurch as the Bauhinia curse fully integrated into the air. The majestic, untamed aura that had violently surrounded Austin evaporated like mist.
"This is bad." Austin muttered, his voice stripped of its prior booming resonance as his white hair reverted to his normal red. Due to his curse, the suppression was absolute; all his augmented strength was gone, forcefully locking his level back into its base state.
He looked up at the sky in sheer disbelief. The five hundred massive, corrupted Bangles hovered menacingly, blotting out the sun, before they all violently shot down towards him with apocalyptic momentum.
"Damn!"
BOOOOM!!!!
The entire arena violently shook. Everyone in the stands completely froze, staring wide-eyed at the massive, localized mushroom cloud of dense smoke and pulverized dust erupting from the center of the arena. The sheer destructive yield of the attack was enough to vaporize a standard competitor.
As the dust slowly began to thin, Nirvana hovered in the air, but her triumphant grin faltered. She narrowed her eyes, staring intensely at a flawless, shimmering golden barrier that had materialized perfectly around Austin, completely shielding him from the blast. Her furious gaze then fixed directly on the slender lady standing effortlessly before him.
"How dare you stop me, Mirabella?!!!" She yelled, her voice echoing with a distinct, unnatural resonance as she completely lost herself to the demonic bloodlust. She aggressively raised both her hands, burning her energy as one thousand massive, red-glowing bangles instantaneously appeared around her, and violently shot towards Mirabella with absolute, unadulterated killing intent.
"Did you forget the rule? I think I should make you remember."
Mirabella’s tone was entirely devoid of emotion. She calmly raised one delicate hand, her blue eyes fixed on Nirvana, and simply snapped her fingers.
BOOOOM!