"Alright!"
As long as Aster Grant agrees to the wager, that Beastbond is sure to be in his pocket.
Mason Cheney’s face broke into a confident smile, eagerly snapping his fingers.
A female secretary in professional attire imdiately stepped onto the stage with a docunt embossed with gold. The words "Wager Agreent" glistened brightly in the sunlight.
"Sign this, and no one can back out."
Mason Cheney looked at Lazuli with greedy eyes.
Having already tasted a Succubus, he wondered what that Angel would be like?
Can’t wait to find out!
Aster Grant glanced coldly over the docunt’s content, the corner of his mouth curling into a sneer.
So well prepared?
Do they think he’s bound to lose in this competition?
Aster Grant’s gaze passed over the Succubus.
Awakening Tier Eight! Is it really that impressive?
With this thought, Aster Grant no longer hesitated, and with a large swipe, signed his na.
Imdiately after, the contract was respectfully delivered to the City Lord by the referee.
Sean Sherman toyed with the freshly obtained contract, his gaze sweeping over the smug Shane Cheney.
This fool probably had no idea that Aster Grant was a genius personally favored by Abel Vance.
Even though the kid’s level was only Awakened Tier Six, the aura emanating from that Angel...
...far surpasses even the Beastbond of Awakened Tier Nine!
Besides.
A playful glint flashed in Sean Sherman’s eyes.
Just ten minutes ago, his communicator received a ssage.
Abel Vance was not far from Lythos, and the purpose of his visit...
...seed to be related to Aster Grant!
If Abel Vance, the Iron-blooded Commander, got wind of these events, the First Comrcial Guild of Lythos might have to change its na.
"This wager is certified by the City Lord’s Manor, and any breach will face the highest penalty!"
When Shane Cheney heard this, he let out a sigh of relief.
Originally, a student’s private duel with such stakes as a Beastbond was absolutely forbidden.
But now with the endorsent of the City Lord of Lythos, it’s as good as sealed.
Even if Aster Grant wanted to back out at that ti, it would be impossible.
Soon, the referee returned to the stage.
"The match begins!"
As soon as the voice fell, Mason Cheney finally dropped all pretense, his audacious laughter echoing across the stage:
"Aster Grant, you actually dared to sign this wager agreent."
"Should I say you have confidence in your strength, or are you just a fool?"
"Do you think a Beastbond of Awakened Tier Six can secure you the top spot in this assessnt? How naive!"
"My Succubus is of Awakening Tier Eight!"
Before he could finish, a chilling aura erupted suddenly.
Dark purple energy ripples wrapped around the Succubus, the oppressive force of Awakening Tier Eight sweeping through like a tangible wave.
The student audience exploded in response.
"What? Awakening Tier Eight? Isn’t that level practically a guarantee for first place in this assessnt?"
"Oh my! How can Awakening Tier Six compete with Tier Eight? Aster Grant might as well just surrender now."
"It’s over! God Grant was tricked into signing that wager agreent, it’s really over!"
Mason Cheney reveled in the crowd’s exclamations, cheekily whistling.
"If you surrender obediently now, offering your Beastbond, it can prevent my precious Little Angel from getting hurt."
"After all, a pretty Angel won’t look so good with scars on her face."
He licked his lips suggestively as he spoke.
Aster Grant’s eyes turned completely cold.
Not only had he implicated the innocent Bianca Shelby, but also harbored improper thoughts about Lazuli.
Mason Cheney had thoroughly crossed his bottom line.
"Lazuli," Aster Grant’s voice was chillingly calm.
"Handle the Succubus; show her what being a Beast ans!"
Mason Cheney was about to jeer when his pupils contracted suddenly...
"Bang!"
A powerful punch slamd into the Succubus’s abdon with such speed that not even an afterimage was left.
The Awakening Tier Eight Succubus collapsed to the ground like a ragdoll, scarlet blood trickling from her mouth.
"Im... possible..."
The Succubus’s pupils trembled violently.
As a Spiritual Type Beastbond, she couldn’t even track Lazuli’s movents.
Wasn’t this Angel supposed to be Awakened Tier Six?
Why was she so strong?!
"Boom!"
The second strike followed closely.
Lazuli’s foot ca down like the hamr of judgnt, embedding the Succubus’s head deeply into the stage, spiderweb cracks spreading outward.
With Lazuli’s strength attribute exceeding 200 points, if she hadn’t deliberately restrained herself, this strike could have been fatal for the Succubus.
The audience was dead silent.
Mason Cheney stood frozen, his expression shifting from smug satisfaction to shock, finally becoming a twisted fury.
He kicked at the Succubus with force: "Get up, you worthless creature!"
The Succubus trembled, pulling her head free, only to et her master’s grotesque face.
"Worthless! Use your skills already!"
Mason Cheney’s hysterical shouting echoed across the stage.
However.
The Succubus’s body was shaking violently, with beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
She could no longer hear what Mason Cheney was saying.....
With her constitution barely over 100 points, having endured two of Lazuli’s heavy blows.
You could say, right now she’s practically useless.
"Can’t... you hear?!"
Mason Cheney kicked her in the flank, eliciting only a feeble groan.
Aster Grant stepped forward slowly towards the raving Mason Cheney and his pitiful servant pair.
His voice was cold:
"Mason Cheney, the Awakening Tier Eight Beastbond you were so proud of..."
"Seems to be a piece of trash!"
Mason Cheney suddenly turned his head, his bloodshot eyes full of frenzy:
"What the hell did you..."
"Bang!"
A powerful punch landed squarely on his face, sending two bloody teeth flying.
"You still don’t understand the situation?"
Mason Cheney staggered back, incredulously touching his caved-in cheek.
This pampered young master tasted blood for the first ti.
"How dare you..."
"Bang!"
The second punch followed quickly, knocking Mason Cheney to the ground.
After a mont of stunned surprise, he turned frantically towards the Succubus:
"Kill them! Kill them for !"
At this mont, he completely disregarded the rules.
His only thought was to send this person before him straight to Hell!
The Succubus, under the contract’s compulsion, reluctantly raised her hand, attempting to attack Aster Grant.
But Lazuli’s speed was clearly superior...
"Boom!"
The silver Angel pressed the Succubus’s head into the stage with a single hand.
The sound of rocks scattering, the Succubus’s screams were forced back into her throat.
Lazuli’s amber eyes flickered with righteous anger, silver wings fully unfurled.
This Beastbond dared to attack her master.
Unforgivable!
Between her slender fingers, the fire of judgent, a blazing red-gold, slowly ford.
"No... I beg you..."
The Succubus’s pupils shrank dramatically; she could feel this was no ordinary fla.
It was the Holy Fire that could directly burn the soul!
Yet Lazuli’s gaze showed no sign of wavering.
The mont the Succubus tried to harm Aster Grant, she had already crossed Lazuli’s bottom line.
In the Succubus’s terrified gaze, the red-gold fla slowly descended.
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