Chapter 41: Broadcast and Battle
Global Broadcast of the Zenith Enterance Exam.
Across the continents, all eyes were glued to the live stream. In the heart of the magical cities, the common folk clustered around massive holographic displays.
In the modern metropolis of Avaloria, citizens watched via EtherPads and grand Lumisphere projections.
Throughout the elven lands, floating Ether Crystals pulsed with radiant light, projecting the live broadcast into the air. Suspended mid-sky like drifting stars, they channeled pure Ether energy to display every moment of the Zenith entrance exam in vivid, lifelike clarity.
The live broadcast unfolded—every movement rendered in stunning detail, powered by the pulse of Ether itself.
Commentator One : "Ladies and gentlemen, we’re witnessing history! The Zenith Academy’s simulation exam has pushed candidates to their limits—but right now, in the Northern cliff Cave, things are getting intense!"
Commentator Two : "You said it. Princess Elaria Moonshade Lareth’Thalas and her team are locked in a brutal engagement with the Abysskin Dreadmaw, an Advance (Mid) Rank beast!"
Elaria’s hair flowed like moonlight as she darted across the jagged cavern floor, her mana-infused arrows flying with precision. The elven warriors flanked her, blades humming with ancestral energy, but the Dreadmaw was a nightmare given form—flesh like blackened steel, a gaping maw lined with rotating fangs, and six jagged limbs that moved like a spider’s.
It roared, sending waves of darkness from its mouth, shattering spells mid-air and distorting mana. Each strike from the team barely left a mark.
Commentator One: "They’re being pushed back! That thing isn’t just powerful—it’s learning their patterns!"
Commentator Two: "A tactical nightmare. The Dreadmaw’s abyssal energy is corrupting the terrain, and even Princess Elaria’s elite formation is faltering."