CHAPTER 393: Clash of FRAS
Before long, the blazing avian mount of the Vulkran Clan slowed its wings, trails of ember fading behind it as it approached a massive turtle whose shell glead with crystalline patterns of blue and gold.
On the turtle’s back stood five youths and an Elder from Concord Pavillion, a calm woman draped in layered teal robes. Her pale blue eyes, and the look in her eyes gave the impression that she saw more than she let on.
Elder Vaikros greeted her with a respectful nod.
“Elder Sia, still as beautiful as ever, I see.”
Sia’s lips curved faintly, already aware of why Vaikros had approached her.
Vaikros chuckled, folding his arms. “We both know cooperation benefits everyone. The Bloodline Realm won’t be kind to those who act alone. My clan can handle protection, while your Pavilion provides information, sothing your people excel at..”
Sia tilted her head slightly. “I’m afraid you’re a bit late, Elder Vaikros. Our Pavilion has already ford a temporary alliance with the Thunder Roc Clan and the Martial Zenith Sect. I’m afraid they wouldn’t appreciate additional mbers sharing in the opportunities.”
“Thunder Roc Clan?...” Vaikros frowned at the na. Of all the Hegemonies, that was the one his clan clashed with the most.
Before his displeasure could grow, she raised a hand delicately, “This alliance is only temporary. Don’t drag us into your feud with them, Elder Vaikros. The Pavilion remains neutral, as always.”
Vaikros stayed silent for a mont before asking, “Who else has tead up?”
A calm smile touched her lips. “The Sword Saint Sect and the Obsidian Giant Clan. The rest are on their own. Perhaps you could try asking the Hex Reptilia Clan.”
Vaikros exhaled sharply, irritation flickering across his face. “Them? No thanks. Trusting them would be the sa as stabbing myself in the back. After what they pulled on the Obsidian Giants during the last Hidden Realm expedition, no one in their right mind would team up with them.”
Just then, the Arcane Elves arrived, their massive whale-serpent mount slowing as it took position farther away, keeping a respectful distance from the others.
Sia turned her gaze toward them. “Maybe you can try pairing up with the Arcane Elves instead.”
Vaikros let out a short scoff. “Hmph. They refused my offer earlier. Seems they still believe they’re the sa mighty hegemony they were a million years ago.”
Sia’s gaze lingered on the Arcane Elves, her tone thoughtful as she murmured, “Strange… they’re not even trying to form alliances. Did they give up on this expedition, or are they confident enough to explore on their own?”
While she was lost in thought, tension began to brew between two of the strongest among the ten Hegemonies, the Lun Crest Clan and the Doom Dragon Clan.
On the dark-scaled Dragon Wyrm’s back stood a young woman with deep brown skin and pitch-black eyes that glowed with sharp white irises. Her long, dark hair stread behind her like ink flowing through water, and faint scales glimred subtly along her neck.
lene, daughter of the Doom Dragon Direct Bloodline, one of her clan’s brightest prodigies.
Her cold gaze was fixed on the massive Golden Lion mount across from them, or, more precisely, on one of the figures standing atop it.
At the forefront, beside the Lun Crest Clan Elder, stood Lucian, their clan’s brightest prodigy in the last millennium.
With golden-yellow skin, starlight hair cascading over his shoulders, and eyes of pure gold, he stood clad in radiant armor woven with threads of gold and white.
The Doom Dragon Clan’s elder, noticed her stare.
“lene,” he said in a low tone, “control yourself. This is not the ti.”
Her fists clenched at her sides, her nails biting into her palms.
“I can’t just stand here, Elder,” she said, her voice trembling with anger she’d been holding back for far too long. “He crippled my brother, rember?”
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The elder’s expression hardened but remained calm. “I rember. But that was a duel during the Millennium Exchange, and your brother refused to yield even after defeat.”
lene’s glare deepened. “Refused or not, Lucian went too far. He shattered my brother’s Dragon Veins. He hasn’t recovered even after all these years.”
The elder sighed. “I understand your anger, child. But revenge before the Realm opens is reckless. Rember, you are the pride of our bloodline. Give it ti, your strength will grow, and when it does, you can face him on equal ground.”
Before he could finish, Lucian’s sharp voice reached them.
“lene, right?” he called out, his words carried by golden energy, “How’s your brother’s recovery? Still breathing, I hope?”
A faint smirk curved his lips, blatantly mocking her.
The mont the words reached her, lene’s temper snapped. Her teeth clenched as she took a step forward on the dragon’s back.
“Lucian! You think your Lun Crest bloodline makes you untouchable? Then let’s settle it right here!”
Doom Dragon Clan Elder imdiately stepped forward, his voice stern.
“Enough, lene!”
But before he could pull her back, the Lun Crest Clan Elder let out a soft, dismissive chuckle.
“Why stop her? Let the youngsters test their strength, it’ll make the waiting more interesting.”
The Doom Dragon Clan Elder’s jaw tightened. “This isn’t the ti for pointless clashes.”
The Lun Crest Clan Elder’s smile remained calm, yet his tone carried a sharp edge. “Pointless? Hardly. If your disciple can’t control her temper, perhaps the Doom Dragon bloodline truly has lost its way. We don’t mind teaching her a lesson, just like we did with her brother.”
That was all it took. Thick black energy began leaking from lene’s body, coiling around her like living smoke before solidifying into form.
The black mist rippled and hardened into angular lines running across her limbs and chest, forming a shifting, ghostly full-body armor that looked alive.
Her pitch-dark eyes intensified, and the white in her irises glowing sharply like twin stars.
From the energy armor, a black mist tinged with shades of grey began to spread, shrouding everything around her. The space it covered seed to distort, and even the surrounding light dimd as if being absorbed into the mist.
Seeing this, gasps erupted from the nearby Hegemonies.
“That’s a FRA FIELD...!”
“Is that the Doom Dragon Clan’s signature DOOM FRA?”
“I heard it’s a Diamond-class Fra, just below the Crown-class! She already has one at her age?”
“Wait, does that an the Doom Dragon Clan has already chosen her as their heir and even helped her synthesize a Fra ahead of ti?”
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As the DOOM FIELD was about to envelop Lucian, he only smirked, and extended his hand.
“Do you think you’re the only one with a Fra?” he said lazily.
Golden light burst from his chest, spreading through his entire body. A blend of white and gold energy swirled around him, condensing into an ethereal full-body armor that radiated holy brilliance, clashing against the darkness that threatened to engulf him.
Their crash produced a shockwave that tore through the surrounding space. The border where they t twisted violently, fracturing light into a storm of shards. Ripples of shockwaves expanded outward, shredding fragnts of drifting debris into dust.
Spectators shielded their eyes as light and darkness flared even brighter, and whispers quickly spread through the crowd.
“That’s… that’s the LUN FRA…”
“That’s their clan’s sacred Fra… a Diamond-Class Fra!”
“They must have granted the Fra Realm pass to these youths instead of their elders, and even spent considerable resources to synthesize a fra for them. What a waste,” said the Elder of the Martial Zenith Sect.
The Obsidian Giant Clan Elder shook his head, “Wasteful, perhaps… but with that, they’ll hold a clear advantage over their peers in the Bloodline Realm. If it helps them secure rare treasures there, it might just be worth the cost.”
The other elders nodded in agreent. If those youths managed to gather enough treasures inside, it might still turn out to be a worthwhile investnt.
The Hex Reptilia Clan remained composed, their Elder remarked inwardly with amusent, ‘Hoho… fortunate that we made similar preparations. Let’s see how their Lun Fra fares against our upgraded HEXFRA.’
The two Fra Fields continued to grind against each other, neither side giving an inch.
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