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Chapter 76: A Calm Blade · Oct 23, 2026

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51 Chapter 51: The Principal Who Stepped Forward 2026-10-23
52 Chapter 52: The Sword That Broke 2026-10-23
53 Chapter 53: A Smile He Didn’t Notice 2026-10-23
54 Chapter 54: The Maiden in Steel 2026-10-23
55 Chapter 55: Steel and Sparks 2026-10-23
56 Chapter 56: Steel, Smiles, and Unspoken Things 2026-10-23
57 Chapter 57: A Blade Recognized 2026-10-23
58 Chapter 58: Blood on the Mountain Trail 2026-10-23
59 Chapter 59: Whispers in the Academy 2026-10-23
60 Chapter 60: Blood That Shouldn’t Be There 2026-10-23
61 Chapter 61: The Boy Who Didn’t Belong 2026-10-23
62 Chapter 62: A Pulse That Shouldn’t Exist 2026-10-23
63 Chapter 63: The Truth He Refused to Hear 2026-10-23
64 Chapter 64: The Promise Beneath the Mark 2026-10-23
65 Chapter 65: Diana!! 2026-10-23
66 Chapter 66: Echoes Beneath Dying Light 2026-10-23
67 Chapter 67: Where Blood Should Have Been 2026-10-23
68 Chapter 68: The Mountain That Buried the Truth 2026-10-23
69 Chapter 69: The Village Without Breath 2026-10-23
70 Chapter 70: Beneath the Elder’s House 2026-10-23
71 Chapter 71: A Blade That Refused 2026-10-23
72 Chapter 72: At the End of the Tunnel 2026-10-23
73 Chapter 73: The Man Beneath the Village 2026-10-23
74 Chapter 74: The Price of Resurrection 2026-10-23
75 Chapter 75: When Silence Breaks 2026-10-23
76 Chapter 76: A Calm Blade 2026-10-23
77 Chapter 77: The Real Battle Begins 2026-10-23
78 Chapter 78: The Weight of Choice 2026-10-23
79 Chapter 79: The Price of Survival 2026-10-23
80 Chapter 80: The Weight of Being Human 2026-10-23
81 Chapter 81: Quiet Orders Before the Storm 2026-10-23
82 Chapter 82: The Path Toward the Unknown 2026-10-23
83 Chapter 83: The Calm Before the Storm 2026-10-23
84 Chapter 84: The Difference Between Predator and Prey 2026-10-23
85 Chapter 85: The Man Who Sent the Assassins 2026-10-23
86 Chapter 86: Shadows Moving in Different Directions 2026-10-23
87 Chapter 87: Blades Beneath the Setting Sun 2026-10-23
88 Chapter 88: Night Beneath the Silverwind Expanse 2026-10-23
89 Chapter 89: The Weight of Emotions 2026-10-23
90 Chapter 90: A Summons from the Crown 2026-10-23
91 Chapter 91: Rumors and Shadows 2026-10-23
92 Chapter 92: A Weapon That Walks 2026-10-23
93 Chapter 93: Whispers of the Underworld 2026-10-23
94 Chapter 94: Into the Mystery Woodland 2026-10-23
95 Chapter 95: Trapped Beneath the Veil of the Mystery Woodland 2026-10-23
96 Chapter 96: Threads of Power in Fantom City 2026-10-23
97 Chapter 97: Quiet Realizations in Falling Cloud 2026-10-23
98 Chapter 98: The Masked Warrior Enters Falling Cloud Palace 2026-10-23
99 Chapter 99: Before the Throne of Skyfall 2026-10-23
100 Chapter 100: Before the Throne of the Phoenix 2026-10-23

A Calm Blade

Victor charged forward toward Alibaba, ignoring the swarm of villagers rushing around the chamber.

His eyes were locked on a single target.

The necromancer.

Everything else faded.

The echoing chamber, the clash of weapons behind him, the smell of rot in the air—it all blurred into the background.

Victor bent his knee and launched himself forward.

A ripple of wind gathered beneath his feet.

”Sky Step.”

Intermediate wind magic.

The spell compressed the surrounding air, turning invisible currents into solid platforms for brief moments. Each step hardened the air like a stone tile floating in the sky.

Victor stepped once.

Then again.

And again.

His body soared above the villagers as if he were running across invisible stairs in the air.

Lane noticed it first.

”Victor’s using wind magic...?”

Clara’s eyes widened slightly as she slammed her shield into the chest of a lunging corpse.

”So he can do that too...”

But Victor didn’t hear them.

His focus was absolute.

Alibaba watched the approaching figure carefully.

Interesting.

The necromancer had originally believed Victor to be a pure close-combat fighter—someone who used mana only to strengthen muscles and reflexes.

But this...

Wind magic.

And executed cleanly.

The boy was far more versatile than he appeared.

Alibaba lifted his skeletal hand.

”Frozen Lance Rain.”

Mana gathered instantly above him.

Seven jagged spears of ice materialized in the air, hovering like deadly stars.

With a casual flick of his wrist—

They launched forward.

The icy projectiles screamed through the air.

Victor’s golden eyes tracked them instantly.

He twisted his body mid-step.

Two spears sliced past his shoulders.

Another grazed his coat.

Three more came straight at his chest.

Victor swung his scythe.

CLANG.

The curved blade shattered the ice spears one after another, shards exploding outward like crystal dust.

The final spear came from his blind side.

Victor tilted his head.

It missed by a hair.

Alibaba watched with growing curiosity.

The boy didn’t speak.

Didn’t shout.

Didn’t taunt.

He simply moved forward.

Silent.

Deadly.

And that silence made the necromancer uneasy.

Victor’s mind was burning.

Curiosity.

That word echoed again and again inside his head.

Alibaba had slaughtered an entire village.

Experimented on their bodies.

Corrupted their souls.

And the reason?

Curiosity.

Victor’s grip tightened around the scythe.

What if this had been my village?

The thought arrived uninvited.

He imagined the small wooden house he grew up in.

His mother cooking in the kitchen.

The quiet nights.

The warmth of human life.

Then he imagined Alibaba standing there.

Cutting them down.

Experimenting on their bodies.

Victor’s chest tightened.

Rage flooded through him.

Back in his previous life...

As the Supreme Demon Emperor...

This kind of thing would not have angered him.

Demons lived by a simple rule.

The strong ruled.

The weak died.

But now—

He had lived as a human.

Loved as a human.

He had gained emotions he never possessed before.

And right now those emotions were boiling out of control.

His heart pounded violently.

His mana churned like a storm.

Even Diana’s voice inside his mind was drowned out.

”Victor—calm down.”

But he couldn’t hear her.

Victor dropped from the final Sky Step and landed directly before Alibaba.

Steel rang as the scythe swung again.

Alibaba raised his barrier just in time.

CRACK.

The protective magic groaned under the force.

The necromancer stepped back.

Such raw killing intent.

Alibaba studied the boy closely.

Despite the anger radiating from him—

Victor’s movements were still precise.

Every swing efficient.

Every step balanced.

This wasn’t wild rage.

It was controlled destruction.

This style...

Alibaba’s mind raced.

Over the centuries he had seen countless warriors.

Kings.

Assassins.

Sword saints.

But Victor’s style was different.

It was brutal.

Direct.

Optimized entirely for killing.

How could a boy who looks sixteen possess this level of mastery?

Alibaba’s curiosity grew.

No matter.

Once Victor died...

He could simply harvest the boy’s memories.

Alibaba raised his hand again.

”Grasp of the Abyss.”

The stone beneath Victor’s feet darkened instantly.

A circular shadow spread outward.

Victor’s instincts screamed.

Chains erupted from the darkness—solid black tendrils snapping upward like striking serpents.

Victor kicked off the ground.

He rose into the air again.

The chains snapped at empty space.

Victor twisted mid-air and slashed downward.

The scythe carved through the shadow chains.

They dissolved like smoke.

Victor landed several steps away.

The two fighters stared at each other.

Torchlight flickered between them.

Victor exhaled slowly.

His breathing steadied.

Control it.

The rage inside him was still there.

But now—

He was forcing it down.

His fingers loosened slightly around the scythe handle.

Victor inhaled.

Then exhaled.

Again.

The chaotic mana inside his body gradually settled.

Above his head—

Six needle-like blades floated silently.

Thin.

Sharp.

Deadly.

They hovered like loyal predators waiting for his command.

Alibaba noticed them now.

Weapons...?

Victor shifted his stance.

Right hand above.

Left hand below.

The scythe blade curved behind his back.

His left foot slid forward.

Right foot braced his weight.

His body lowered slightly.

A perfect killing stance.

Alibaba’s eye flames flickered.

This boy...

He just changed.

Moments ago Victor had been a storm.

Now—

He felt like a drawn blade.

Quiet.

Focused.

Dangerous.

Victor finally spoke.

His voice calm again.

”Sorry about that.”

Alibaba tilted his skull.

Victor’s golden eyes met the necromancer’s burning gaze.

”Showing you such an unsightly battle.”

Alibaba laughed softly.

”You call that unsightly?”

His skeletal fingers flexed.

”My boy...”

”Most people would call that terrifying.”

Victor didn’t respond.

Alibaba tilted his head.

”Tell me something.”

His voice carried curiosity again.

”Where did you learn that fighting style?”

Victor slowly lifted the scythe again.

”I didn’t.”

Alibaba paused.

Victor’s lips curved faintly.

”I lived it.”

For a moment—

Neither moved.

Then Alibaba chuckled.

”How fascinating.”

Mana gathered around his skeletal hands.

Dark energy condensed like liquid night.

”Well then...”

”...let us see how long that style keeps you alive.”

Victor’s floating needles rotated slowly above his head.

His eyes sharpened.

And the duel continued.

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