According to the intelligence possessed by the Mind Demon King, Shaki, Yorick was currently gravely wounded and had gone into hiding. No one had been able to find any trace of him.
To recover to his peak condition, he would need at least a hundred years of rest.
So that ant...
These two humans had thoroughly screwed Yorick over?
At that mont, Shaki found herself filled with interest in the battle taking place on the duel stage. All around the arena, the demons in the audience let out thunderous, passionate roars.
Even the mbers of the royal family in the VIP room held their breath.
At the sa ti, Oliver launched the first attack.
He raised the staff in his hand high into the air and began chanting under his breath.
"O great God of Thunder, grant the power to summon an unprecedented storm!"
"A raging tempest shall devour the entire world!"
"[Thunderous Might]!!"
In the blink of an eye, dark clouds blanketed the sky. Golden lightning flashed through the black clouds from ti to ti, creating a scene that looked like the end of the world itself.
The invisible pressure of it all made even the spectators fall silent for a mont, forgetting to cheer.
As one, they all looked up at the sky. Everyone knew that the lightning was gathering, preparing to unleash a fatal strike!
As expected of a powerhouse from the Titan Race. The mont he made a move, his skill was this terrifying!
"Can that human brat really withstand such a horrifying bolt of lightning? I don’t believe it!"
"My friend, the outco is already obvious. That human brat has no chance of winning!"
"Look! That human brat is already scared stiff. He’s just standing there without moving. He hasn’t even cast a defensive skill!"
On the other side, Caelan remained exactly as he was.
He had never expected that releasing a skill would require so much long-winded chanting.
No wonder spellcasters were looked down on. By the ti you finished chanting, the enemy’s blade would already be in your chest!
Originally, Caelan had planned to simply unleash a skill and casually kill his opponent in one shot.
But in the next mont, he dismissed that idea.
After all, his identity was not that of a true mage-type awakener, so there was no need to make himself look too special. At the very least, he had to act like a proper mage-type awakener.
So Caelan waved the staff in his hand and began muttering under his breath.
"Eating grapes without spitting out the grape skins, not eating grapes yet spitting out grape skins..."
The referee in the distance, along with the spectators in the stands, all revealed expressions of shock after hearing what Caelan was mumbling.
Wait... was that really the incantation they thought they heard?
Or was it so mysterious and unknown special spell?
And what did grapes have to do with any of this?
"Don’t you think this human brat is being a little too perfunctory?"
"A little too perfunctory? He’s not even waving his staff properly! This is straight-up treating everyone like idiots!"
"My friend, if you think you’re an idiot, I’ve got no problem with that. But don’t drag into it!"
"It’s over, it’s over! My Mana Ore is definitely gone this ti. I never should’ve trusted a human! Good thing I only bet ten Mana Ore. Heh!"
"Oliver, keep it up! If you win today, I’ll let you have !"
"??? Buddy, what the hell are you talking about? Aren’t you male?!"
At that mont, the spectators in the stands all began mocking Caelan.
As for the small number who had hoped for an upset, their faces were now full of despair.
There was no suspense left in this fight at all, okay?!
Damn it, they’d been fooled again!
At this mont, Mind Demon King Shaki, who was watching the battle, was laughing so hard she could barely hold herself together.
"Hahaha! What an interesting fellow!"
She had never seen anyone as amusing as Caelan.
What exactly was going on in this human’s head? Surely he hadn’t really co onstage just to be funny?
But very soon, the Mind Demon King’s expression turned serious.
He was an honored guest personally invited by the Lord of the Abyss. There was no way he had co here just to make a fool of himself.
Even if he didn’t care about losing face, would the Lord of the Abyss not care?
As for the Mana Ore stone she had wagered earlier, Shaki didn’t care in the least. Besides, she still believed this battle would not end so quickly.
Just as everyone thought Caelan was dood to lose,—
on the duel stage, Caelan finally finished his chant.
In the next instant, a Demonic Blade ford purely from energy appeared on the staff in his hand and slashed down viciously!
The mont the Demonic Blade appeared, the entire arena fell silent!
"What the hell? That works too?!"
"He can just chant whatever nonsense he wants and still summon a Demonic Blade? Is that for real? Are mage-type awakeners really that casual?!"
The demon spectators in the stands were instantly dumbfounded.
No matter how slow they were to react, they had all understood by now that this human brat was definitely not fooling around.
He really had sothing up his sleeve!
What they couldn’t understand, however, was this:
Why was this human brat able to summon a Demonic Blade?
That simply did not fit with their understanding of how mage-type awakeners cast skills.
At the sa ti, in the preparation area,
Evelyn gripped the Supre Staff tightly, her eyes fixed nervously on the direction of the duel stage.
Seeing how tense she was, the Supre Staff let out a soft sigh.
It had the strange feeling that the precious cabbage it had raised with such care was about to be stolen by a pig.
"Evelyn, you don’t need to be so nervous. Little Caelan is the Chosen One. How could he possibly lose to so ordinary opponent?"
"On the contrary, this is such a good opportunity. You must carefully observe Caelan’s skills, and from now on, be even more on guard against him, understand?"
The Supre Staff knew very well that Caelan’s class was related to the swordsman path.
Because of that, it was certain that he was definitely not so mage-type awakener.
And yet, the strength Caelan was displaying now was enough to convincingly pass him off as one.
So if they ever had to face this brat in the future, they would need to be cautious—extrely cautious.
In contrast to the Supre Staff’s concern, when Evelyn saw Caelan display such overwhelming strength, a pleased smile imdiately appeared on her face.
At the sa ti, blazing fighting spirit ignited in her eyes.
Although, according to the Supre Staff’s plan, she still needed to preserve her strength and could not reveal herself yet,
Caelan’s power had already made her unable to wait any longer to spar with him.
Evelyn knew very well that she was not Caelan’s match.
But that did nothing to suppress her urge to challenge him.
On the duel stage,
the Demonic Blade summoned by Caelan, from the mont it appeared, took on an utterly overwhelming posture and cleaved apart the dark clouds in the sky.
That severing strike carried an incomparable might. Even the lightning in the heavens dimd in the face of the Demonic Blade!
The strength of the two sides was simply not on the sa level at all!
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