The Demonic Blade released by Caelan tore through the dark clouds in the sky with ease.
In truth, Caelan’s skill did not originally contain any Demonic Blade at all.
The reason he was able to summon one was because the longsword in his hand had transford into the form of a staff.
Under those circumstances, all of Caelan’s skills would manifest in the style of mage-type skills.
Thus, [Infinite Lightblade] had turned into a [Demonic Blade]!
Although its appearance and thod of manifestation had changed drastically, the damage it dealt was no different at all.
On the other side, facing the oppressive force of the Demonic Blade, Oliver now fully understood that the Caelan before him was not here to fool around. His strength was truly terrifying—so terrifying that Oliver even felt a sense of utter powerlessness against him.
"I’ll stake it all on this!!"
Oliver knew very well that he only had one chance.
If [Thunderous Might] could not injure his opponent, then he had already lost this match!
As the energy within Oliver continuously poured into his staff, the lightning in the sky began to blaze once more.
"Break for !!"
Oliver roared, his massive eyes turning bloodshot at so point without anyone noticing.
In the next instant, the golden lightning in the sky crashed down like a torrential storm!
The dazzling spectacle was so overwhelming that even the demon spectators in the stands forgot to breathe.
They all held their breath, their eyes locked tightly on the direction of the duel stage.
Could that Demonic Blade really withstand such terrifying lightning?
The Demonic Blade was certainly powerful—but there was only one of it, while the lightning was too nurous to count!
Yet in the very next mont, Caelan casually snapped his fingers.
At the sa ti, the Demonic Blade moved!
Its speed was so fast that it left countless afterimages in the air.
In the blink of an eye, all the lightning in the sky was effortlessly intercepted by the Demonic Blade.
When Oliver saw this, an expression of utter disbelief appeared on his face.
How was this possible?
His [Thunderous Might] had actually been completely blocked by the Demonic Blade?
And judging from the condition of the Demonic Blade, it seed to have beco even brighter. Could it be that the lightning he had just unleashed had actually recharged it instead?
At that thought, Oliver couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath.
But he quickly ca back to his senses and imdiately began preparing to cast an earth-elent skill.
Everyone knew that earth-elent skills countered a Demonic Blade.
However, this ti, before Oliver had even finished starting his chant, he saw Caelan impatiently dig at his ear.
"Aren’t you annoying? You just keep chanting and chanting!"
In the next instant, Caelan snapped his fingers again.
The Demonic Blade imdiately changed direction and slashed toward Oliver’s position!
Not good!!
Oliver’s expression shifted slightly. He had not expected Caelan to attack so decisively.
He instantly used [Backfire Shield], conjuring a barrier of flas in front of himself.
The Demonic Blade was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, it had already collided with [Backfire Shield]!
A loud bang rang out, and cracks instantly spread across the surface of the shield like a spiderweb.
Crack! Crack!
The sound of the shield shattering was like glass smashing onto the ground.
anwhile, Oliver, a seasoned veteran hardened by countless battles, imdiately realized just how terrifying the Demonic Blade was.
Without the slightest hesitation, in the split second before [Backfire Shield] completely shattered, he decisively leapt straight off the duel stage.
Almost at the sa ti, he raised his arm high and shouted loudly,
"I surrender! The match is over!!"
Oliver’s sudden surrender stunned everyone present.
Even though he did not have a single visible wound on him, he had actually jumped off the duel stage of his own accord and chosen to concede!
In the next mont, the audience in the stands exploded in outrage!
What kind of joke was this?!
With odds this high, they had spent so much Mana Ore stone, and now this bastard was surrendering?!
There was definitely sothing shady going on here!
They had all been played!
One after another, the spectators rose to their feet and shouted curses in Oliver’s direction.
"You bastard, you coward! Did you do this on purpose?!"
"Do you have any idea that because of your cowardly behavior, I lost a full 100 Mana Ore stone!?"
"You damned idiot! You’ve brought sha upon the entire Titan Race!"
Under the barrage of abuse from the crowd, Oliver’s face flushed red with anger.
Several tis, he tried to open his mouth to refute them, but he never had the chance—after all, he only had one mouth.
In the end, after all of his relatives had been insulted one by one, Oliver finally snapped completely!
So he roared and pointed furiously toward the duel stage.
"Damn it, you say I threw the match? Then get your ass up there and try it yourselves!!"
"If any of you aren’t convinced, co fight one-on-one!!!"
At those words, the demon spectators in the stands paused slightly.
At the sa ti, their attention finally returned to the duel stage once more.
But the sight before them made every single one of them gasp sharply.
"My heavens... what terrifying power!"
"Perhaps... I can understand Oliver’s choice now. I wouldn’t want to die facing such a horrifying skill either!"
At this mont, the duel stage had already been devastated by the Demonic Blade beyond recognition.
Aside from the spot where Caelan was standing, every other part of the arena had been blasted into a bottomless crater!
Along the edge of the crater, faint fluctuations of demonic power could still be sensed.
Such a terrifying scene had never appeared before since the establishnt of the Fallen Arena.
The Mind Demon King, Shaki, stared at the duel stage and narrowed her eyes.
"Not bad. As expected of the Lord of the Abyss’s guest—his strength truly cannot be underestimated."
"And he also has the backing of the Ironclad Legion. That alone is enough to show that, even among humans, his status must be extrely important."
The Mind Demon King had once been deeply obsessed with the world of the ten thousand races, so she had a profound understanding of several of the major races.
In Shaki’s judgnt, the overall strength of the World of Ten Thousand Races was actually greater than that of the abyssal demon race.
However, the internal problems on the side of the World of Ten Thousand Races did not seem small either. That was why, up until now, the World of Ten Thousand Races and the Abyss had remained relatively at peace.
Although localized wars would occasionally break out, they had fortunately always remained within controllable limits.
anwhile, the demon staff responsible for repairs had already stepped onto the stage.
Because duels between mage-type awakeners frequently damaged the duel arena, the Fallen Arena had specially prepared an engineering team whose sole purpose was to repair the duel stage at any ti.
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