Mary Davis
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Emery stood still, numb with pain and ignoring the tiny rivers of red seeping from his wounds and dripping on the arena floor. He felt neither agony nor fear of death. He simply stared at his opponent lying unconscious on the floor. The overwhelmingly strong opponent he managed to defeat with his efforts. He took a few moments to relish in the excitement and relief as the crowds cheered for his name. His name was spoken with excitement and wonder. Voices started to blur together. Some of the audience…
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Upon seeing Armand's transformation, the audience became rowdy with thunderous cheers. Some even hit their thighs and stood in admiration. It was clear everyone was cheering for him and Armand's expression of pride was clear as day to Emery. A golden haired youth, floating in mid-air supported by a single golden glowing wing on his back. Emery could not deny it was indeed a wondrous sight, the golden light bathing Armand and following his every movement was reminiscent of a divine being and something…
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Swwoooshhh!! Swoooshh!! Once again, the ellipse-shaped objects emitted multiple blades from their surface. The objects pierced through the air and rushed towards him. Emery knew even one hit from the flying object would cause him massive injury. He decided to cast the binding spell, but his objective was not to bind the enemy, instead, Emery created some sort of barrier to slow down the object's advance and restrict its movement at least temporarily. Emery cast multiple shadow roots, but even…
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The ellipse-shaped objects called Soaring Shuttles were indeed unique items. Their small and modest appearance truly didn't justify the strength they could show. After all, who could ever think objects no bigger than a human arm could hit like an elephant. At the moment, the golden-haired acolyte, Armand, sent two of them directly towards Emery, while the other two maneuvered from other directions, searching and waiting for an opportunity to land a decisive strike. Seeing the two incoming…
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"Nephilim?!" Lord Izta abruptly said as he stood up from his seat. He clenched his hand and gritted his teeth. At the moment, Lord Izta appeared so emotional that he wanted to smash the wall with his clenched fist. Nephilim was the faction which was currently assigned as the caretaker of Earth. They were also the faction Lord Izta currently served. "What the hell?! Why is this happening?!!" Lord Izta said loudly, attracting the others' attention. "Senior, please calm down." Magus Xion said, as he…
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Shazaammm!! Ear-splitting explosive sound resounded through the arena, as Klea threw her eighth bolt towards the exhausted Silva. The dark blue lighting bolt was zooming through the air, as it made its way to its target. One could definitely say Klea currently looked like the goddess of lightning, as she was floating in the air and surrounded by countless lightning arcs. The spell she used, , was an advanced-level spell that used an exceptional way to gather the natural power of the universe as a…
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Even though Klea managed to keep up against her opponent in close combat, in truth she was barely able to stand due to the continuous use of spells in this battle. Her spirit energy was running out, and she won't be able to cast spells soon, leaving her open to the other girl's attacks. Within a short span of time, Klea was forced to use multiple tier 3 spells and her newly learned tier 4 spells. The rapid use took its toll on her, considering water spells were the hardest spells for her to master.…
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"Silva Oroboros!" In stark contrast to Klea, when Silva heard her name being called out, she was excited for the chance to prove herself. But, when she looked at the screen, she realized her opponent was going to be that girl, Emery's annoying friend who was glued to him like a leech most of the time. "Alright, Silva… Just calm down, just think of it as a friendly match to see which one between the two of us is better… No need to make it weird, just smile, smile and enjoy the good fight…" She…
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The sun had risen from the eastern horizon when Emery arrived at the entrance to Lord Izta's palace. All of his friends had gathered near the entrance, their glares intense enough to drill a hole into Emery's skull. Lord Izta and Magus Xion were also there among them. "What the hell, Emery? Just where did you go?" Julian started to question him. Though his actions were fueled with rage, Emery could tell they all gathered here out of worry for his well-being, especially Klea. "All of a sudden you went…
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"So uh… That aside, do you guys have any pointers to help me win tomorrow's match? Anything would help." Emery said. "Of course we'll help." Brutus nodded. "What's a family for, if not for helping each other, right? Haha!" "Yeah, we'll try our best to help." Tatjana smiled and nodded. Emery did not know what to feel about this. Just hours ago they kidnapped him and had their disagreements. Now, Not only these three willing to help him, all of them even seem so enthusiastic about it. Emery really…
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