Chapter 130: Followed?!
The moment Creed’s devastating thrust collided with Boris’ Last Chill, time itself seemed to pause for half a breath.
The sheer intensity of their attacks clashed like two rival gods slamming their divine powers together, and then...
BOOOOM!
The resulting shockwave wasn’t just loud; it was earth-shaking.
A deafening thunderclap ripped through the arena, the kind of sound that made your eardrums buzz and your heart skip a beat.
The sleek white floors of the dueling ring, which had been constructed with reinforced materials and engraved with runes specifically to endure Stage 1 Silver-level combat, didn’t just tremble; they cracked.
Deep spiderweb fractures spread out from the point of impact like wild lightning bolts trapped in stone.
Dust exploded upward, forming a swirling dome of gray and black as if the battlefield itself had taken a deep, shocked breath.
Even a few protective barriers flickered around the arena’s edge, trying—and barely succeeding—to contain the fallout.
And then came the crater.
A massive dent had formed in the arena’s center, scorched with dark frost on one side and burnt with residual killing on the other.