At this mont, ten sigils had burned, aning Ten Fla Acolytes had risen, and now only two challengers remained.
Jacob stood tall beneath a blazing sky, cloak fluttering with residual embers. On the opposite side of the coliseum, Vortigash lood like a conquering war-god, his golden-ram horns wreathed in silent solar pressure. Between them, the wall of fla cracked, shimring like a veil of finale.
Their trials had been brutal, and now, only one Fla Inheritor would remain.
The final three Fla Acolytes Jacob faced weren’t easy to deal with. Each was a window into forgotten fla paths—ancient, obscure, terrifying. Their defeat didn’t just bring him victory; it was comprehension of Fire Law, and Jacob, like the predator of knowledge, devoured it all.
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Jacob’s third last opponent was Scorchveil Thesa, who controlled the Fla of Forgotten Grudges.
She descended carrying deep sorrow. Draped in veils of cinder and ash, Scorchveil Thesa’s fla was born from long-dead hate, simring mories turned to embers of vengeance.
Her battlefield warped into a phantom cetery—echoes of Jacob’s past whispered in his very soul.
But Jacob was no stranger to guilt, and even surpassed it—he had dissected his conscience long ago. His Eyes of Judge revealed the illusion’s anchor, and with a wave of his Life Bane Wheel, he incinerated and devoured her lanting form.
The second last opponent was called Cindervault Jurox, who controlled another Quasi-Divine Fla known as the Gravity Fla of Burnt Ti
A walking paradox—Jurox was a sealed titan whose every movent distorted reality. His fla wasn’t fast, but dense. Each step pressed ti down like lead. His body radiated the fatigue of centuries, and Jacob felt its weight instantly.
In this battle, Jacob was forced to tap into his Void Law to counteract the oppressive drag. Even activating Life Bane Wheel was slower, delayed by the fold in temporal space.
But Jacob adapted. He conjured Void Nodes, disrupting Jurox’s temporal drag, then used a burst of Spatial Rend to slip past his gravitational do.
With a blade of devouring fla forged from Solari’s remnants, he pierced Jurox’s core and was able to devour it with the Life Devour.
Jacob’s final opening was most troubleso of them all. He was known as the Blazekind Solari, controller of the Reflective Incineration, also referred to as the Mirror Sunfire.
Solari shimred like a prism. Every law Jacob unleashed ca back threefold—his lightning, his fire, even his killing intent were mirrored back with intensified polarity.
Jacob’s soul force nearly annihilated for the first ti, he beca a Quasi-Myth. Solari’s fla was the most dangerous so far, not because it was strong, but because it used his power against him.
Only when Jacob was able to fuse a shard of Fire Law with Space Law was he able to strike from a non-reflective angle, using reversed intention to bypass Solari’s reflective field and land a fatal strike that shattered the mirrored skin.
On the other hand, where Jacob was surgical, Vortigash was overwhelming. His opponents fell under pressure, crushed under the weight they couldn’t resist. Yet, even he was forcefully tested—and revealed the terror of his Divine Fla!
Vortigash’s third last opponent was Blightbrand Rukkah – the Withering Burn Fla, Fla Acolyte.
A whispering specter clad in rotting robes, Rukkah’s fla-corrupted essence. Her touch decayed energy, and her breath turned fire into ash. She tried to rot Vortigash’s body from within. But he simply stood still, letting her touch him, and his own inner law reversed her decay.
A brief flash of true Divine Fla, and she withered into dust.
Next ca Flarehowl Kirr of Wailfire Sonic Fla
Kirr didn’t burn with heat, but with sound. A beast of vibration, his fla was a symphony of violence, each scream detonating the battlefield.
Vortigash was caught off-guard—his Divine Fla couldn’t manifest amid Kirr’s vibration null-field. His casting was almost locked.
But then Vortigash used horn strikes, fla-infused hooves, and a burst of gravity law mastery before Kirr’s final scream was silenced by a fist to the throat.
Finally, Vortigash’s last opponent was Eclipsar Vunae, who controlled the Fla of Silent Annihilation.
She descended like a moon eclipse—silver skin, eyes blind, surrounded by anti-light fla. Her very presence silenced the battlefield. Her attacks didn’t explode—they erased.
Vortigash was forced to use his Divine Fla for an entire minute to fight against the annihilation and retaliation. She almost ended up clipping one of his horns and forced him to show a glimpse of a mysterious Gravity-Fla Dominion, a realm of spiraling starfire gravity, before she fell.
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During their final confrontations, Jacob and Vortigash were paying ample attention to each other, and both of them avoided using their trump cards and hiding as much as they could because they knew they would et in the final match.
At this mont, the translucent fla wall separating Jacob and Vortigash cracked with a thunderclap. White-gold fissures spiderwebbed through it, runes lting away into light.
The sky above dimd. A giant sigil appeared—ten sigils joined in a flaming ring: The Mark of the Final Trial.
The ancient voice spoke one last ti:
"Ten Flas Burned, yet Two Will Remain...
"The Inheritor of the True Fla Will shall be decided...
"Let the Final Match Initiate!"
As the voice faded away, the barrier exploded inwards, disintegrating into thousands of golden cinders that rained down on the coliseum like falling stars.
Jacob stepped forward, fire twisted around his fingers, laced with fragnts of every fla he had devoured.
Vortigash tilted his head, a small smirk on his lips. His aura was deeper, darker. A hint of Divine Fla flashed around him like a burning constellation. His hooves pressed molten symbols into the floor with every step.
"Not bad, you were able to reach this point..." Vortigash snickered, "But this is the end for you!"
Jacob’s eyes flickered with killing intent as he impassively said, "You are not from the Middle Plains, are you?"
A hint of surprise flashed past Vortigash’s eyes before he grinned darkly as he replied, "Are you finally afraid?" His words were sharp, but he neither denied nor acknowledged Jacob’s conjecture.
Jacob remained composed as he looked at the towering Vortigash, who was ten ters tall, while Jacob was only two ters tall, dwarfed in front of the giant.
But at this mont, Jacob’s body suddenly began to expand; his two-ter fra increased before he stood as tall as Vortigash, and this sudden ability amused Vortigash.
"So, you’re a giant?" Vortigash seed to be very knowledgeable about giants and their unique innate traits, "Well, it doesn’t matter, giant or gnat, you are not qualified to face !"
Jacob’s skeletal face was eerie before he said, "I’ve decided to make you my new specin..."
His eyes flickered with a mystical energy as he activated sothing he had been holding back all this ti just for Vortigash, "Slumber Hex!"
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