Chapter 321
As E, Roald, and the others retreated to the edge of the dueling tform, the gathered crowd of
over two thousand Protégés fell into a hush. Anticipation and tension hung in the air as all eyes
were on Semar and vin.
Semar, a Grand Elder’s Elite Protégé, and a Golden Protégé, was second only to the legendary
Celesse among all the female Protégées in the entire Organization. Her influence weighed heavily
in the hearts of the new generation of Cobalt Strike Protégés, and her reclusive nature,bined
with her rare public appearances, only added to her mystique. Subconsciously, many favored
Semar, her longstanding influence deeply rooted in their minds.
The five Cobalt Strike Elders were not openly present, but they watched the proceedings with silent
intensity. Unlike the chaotic discussions among the Protégés, all Organization Elders focused on
one thing – the Shadowlord''s Wrath, the Shadowbringer! This was the powerfulbat magic
vin used to bnce the Earthbound Spirits, defeat Cedrick, and cause a sensation at the
championship. However, no simr magic had ever been seen from Cobalt Strike. Where had
vin acquired it from? And what was its true power?
This was why they hade today, to witness it firsthand.
"vin, show me your full strength! This may be a spar, but it’s no child’s y," Semar dered, her
battle spirit zing, her eyes shining with a fierce light.
At that moment, Semar was no longer the understated figure she was known to be but rather a
drawn sword, her aura overpowering.
vin raised his right hand, his fingers slowly rotating, tendrils of dark mist swirling around them.
"There''s no need forplexity. You wanted to face my Shadowbringer, didn’t you? Let''s begin!"
Semar''s gaze sharpened. She had suspected as much! Niks must have told vin about
Icebound. She nced at Roald and the others nearby, who nodded slowly. Their main objective for
the day was to test the power of his Shadowbringer, so they could prepare and not be taken by
surprise.
As vin''s right hand slowly clenched, his knuckles turned white, and veins stood out on his arm.
The dark mist surged and spun rapidly around his hand. A chilling aura spread silently over the
dueling tform, wafting through the vast Arena, drifting past everyone and sending shivers down
their spines. The Arena, already quiet, seemed to grow even more silent. Those of lesser strength
thought they heard faint whispers at the edge of hearing, sending involuntary shudders through
them.
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"My de is formless. It bears a grudge, but it is not simple. Are you truly ready, Semar?" vin''s
hand tightened, the dark mist bing more turbulent, spinning into a small vortex in his palm. The
coldness of the air grew more pronounced, even the distant Elders felt it.
The Arena fell silent. All eyes were drawn to the tiny vortex, and faces were etched with concern
and concentration. Unintentionally, everyone gazed at it, transfixed.
The entire crowd did the same!
Semar''s brows furrowed. She had witnessed its power at the championship, but today was the first
time she faced it directly. The small ck vortex gave her an ominous feeling, drawing her gaze as
if eyes were slowly opening within it, locking onto her from hundreds of meters away. The longer
she stared, the colder she felt, as if those eyes...
"Semar!" Roald suddenly cried out.
She snapped to attention, biting her tongue to regain rity. The oppressive cold had already
invaded her body. Without hesitation, she gathered her thoughts and began to recite Icebound. Her
lips moved silently, her eyes clear.
The mumbled incantations took shape, powered by her spirit, forming tangible characters that
floated from her skin, weaving around her. These ancient characters, indecipherable andplex,
glowed with the soft light of polished ivory, beautiful and growing in number to form a hazy outline
around her.