Chapter 369


    “Commander Jarad! I''ve longed to witness your secret art, Blood Elf. Engage in battle, Earth Fury


    Fist!" Lord Viperbane charged with swift ferocity, soaring through the air like a tempest, twisting and


    turning as he descended from the heavens. His energy fists were aimed violently at Jarad''s head.


    The energy fists thundered with a force that seemed to crush the very air, emanating boundless


    power and magnifying fiercely in Jarad''s sight.


    Jarad''s pupils narrowed into vertical slits, radiating malevolent energy. In an instant, he unleashed


    twin beams of blood-red light, and with a crack, the earth and skies trembled as if shattered by the


    sound. The blood-red beams, swift as lightning, struck Lord Viperbane''s energy fists, and a


    deafening roar erupted, like a giant axe cleaving a mountain or a vast ocean crashing against cliffs.


    Incredible energy swept out from the point of impact, engulfing everything in its wake.


    Lord Viperbane''s assault was forcefully halted as his body was flying wildly. However, he forcefully


    regained control mid-air, rapidly spun and unleashed a flurry of energy fists, raining down like


    meteorites to overwhelm Jarad.


    Jarad, his hair wild, his aura blood-red and towering, showed no fear of the energy fists. With a


    fierce cry, a flood of blood energy copsed from the clouds like a deluge breaking free from a dam,


    engulfing and raging forth. Amidst the crimson tide, a multitude of blood energy formed into


    ferocious beasts that roared hoarsely and charged relentlessly at Lord Viperbane.


    The scene was vast and intensely fierce.


    "Ha-ha, the same moves will not defeat me! Celestial Quadrant Mantra!" Lord Viperbane, like a


    warrior possessed, burst forth with intense battle energy that boiled over like surging waves. The


    energy formed into titanic figures that towered to the skies, withstanding the crashing tide of blood


    energy with indomitable strength. The sh was tremendous, like a duel between gods, stirring the


    magic of the wilderness into an uproar.


    Lord Viperbane charged once more at Jarad. Fearless and unstoppable, he unleashed his full


    power, no longer daring to underestimate his opponent,


    The Five Lords of the Nortnds were not to be restrained by the Eight Orders alliance merely


    through reputation, but through raw strength.


    The Grand Elder spat forth a dark iron cudgel, which tumbled through the air and quickly restored to


    two meters in length. He grasped the cudgel tightly, its ck surface swirled with dark energy and


    was scarred with countless marks of battle, only highlighting its illustrious wartime feats. "We need


    not havee to this today. You forced my hand."


    "Stop making excuses," Commander Kashann said as heunched the first strike. His eight


    expansive tidal waves danced in the sky like robust whips, viciouslyshing out at the Grand Elder.


    “A final reminder, the treasures of the world go to those destined to have them. The Kings''


    eptance is not yours; even your life cannot im it."


    "The Kings'' eptance was my desire of twenty years, and none shall wrest it from my grasp!" The


    Grand Elder bellowed, spinning the dark iron cudgel skyward, shattering the beams of light with


    unstoppable martial intent, elerating toward Commander Kashann.


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    Two Archmages erupted into full-scale war, and the east end of the city suffered. Magic ran


    rampant, the sky darkened, and a cacophony of energies wove violently through the air. The din


    was like a chorus of thunder, shaking the very fabric of space.


    The battlefield was aze with fervor.


    Neasilis, alongside the mighty forces of Lord Viperbane and Cobalt Strike, as well as the assassins


    from Amber Valley, all disyed their most formidable Combat Magic. With thunderous roars, they


    crashed into the towering city walls. The constant booming sounds echoed as the newly erected


    walls crumbled. With stones flying and dust billowing, the walls were breached and battered by the


    onught of the forces.


    "y, y to your heart''s content, until they hand over vin!"


    Neasilis led the charge into the city, his sword''s energy surging like a tidal wave, sweeping through


    the streets. The seemingly sturdy buildings crumbled under his onught, as easily as chopping


    vegetables.


    "Hand over vin!"


    "Ha-ha, let destruction reign."


    "vin,e out and face your fate."


    Over fifty Master Mages shouted, like fifty war machines unstoppable in their path. They crushed


    the streets and demolished shops and towers, heading straight for the inner city with violent roars


    that shook the ground.