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Chapter 196 Devastation · Oct 09, 2026

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154 Chapter 154: Kush 2026-10-09
155 Chapter 155: Conclave of Sword Masters 2026-10-09
156 Chapter 156: Conclave of Techniques 2026-10-09
157 Chapter 157: Raging presence 2026-10-09
158 Chapter 158: Elemental Queen? Elemental Torturer 2026-10-09
159 Chapter 159: Control 2026-10-09
160 Chapter 160: Healing 2026-10-09
161 Chapter 161: Known 2026-10-09
162 Chapter 162: Family 2026-10-09
163 Chapter 163: Graduation 2026-10-09
164 Chapter 164: Talk with the Dean 2026-10-09
165 Chapter 165: Sixteenth 2026-10-09
166 Chapter 166 : Entrance 2026-10-09
167 Chapter 167: Existence 2026-10-09
168 Chapter 168: Prodigies 2026-10-09
169 Chapter 169: Bloodbath 2026-10-09
170 Chapter 170: Connected 2026-10-09
171 Chapter 171: Kaelthar Drakemaw 2026-10-09
172 Chapter 172: Vahalin Starshade 2026-10-09
173 Chapter 173: Thrain Ironfist 2026-10-09
174 Chapter 174: Aurelia Dusksorrow 2026-10-09
175 Chapter 175: Taeron Earthshatter 2026-10-09
176 Chapter 176: Serenelle Flameborn 2026-10-09
177 Chapter 177: Rylis Swiftclaw 2026-10-09
178 Chapter 178: Couple Arguement 2026-10-09
179 Chapter 179: Calm 2026-10-09
180 Chapter 180: Struggle 2026-10-09
181 Chapter 181: Champions Assemble 2026-10-09
182 Chapter 182: Tall Vs Short 2026-10-09
183 Chapter 183: Upperhand 2026-10-09
184 Chapter 184: First blood 2026-10-09
185 Chapter 185: Gone 2026-10-09
186 Chapter 186: Bored 2026-10-09
187 Chapter 187: Clone 2026-10-09
188 Chapter 188: Valley 2026-10-09
189 Chapter 189: Shall 2026-10-09
190 Chapter 190: First ʼDeathʼ 2026-10-09
191 Chapter 191: Anomaly 2026-10-09
192 Chapter 192 Brain matter 2026-10-09
193 Chapter 193 Relaxed 2026-10-09
194 Chapter 194 A mere human 2026-10-09
195 Chapter 195 Conclave of Martial Artist 2026-10-09
196 Chapter 196 Devastation 2026-10-09
197 Chapter 197 Mere exercise 2026-10-09
198 Chapter 198 Ominous 2026-10-09
199 Chapter 199 Bug 2026-10-09
200 Chapter 200 Talent 2026-10-09

Chapter 196 Devastation

Kaelthar and Vahalin reappeared in a mountainous expanse, their weapons tearing through space.

Steel clashed with unrelenting force, each strike echoing across the peaks.

The earth trembled as they moved, their forms blurring, locked in a battle that reshaped the land.

Metal met Metal.

Blade clashed against Blade.

Sword collided with Sabre.

Power confronted Power.

Neither yielded an inch.

Each step forward was a testament to their resolve, their movements in perfect synchrony, never faltering, never breaking the relentless rhythm of their deadly dance.

Their clash reverberated across the battlefield, each impact resonating with an intensity that shook the air and ground alike.

Vahalin unleashed a ferocious upward slash, his blade aiming to cleave Kaelthar in two with deadly precision.

Kaelthar responded with effortless grace, his parry fluid and controlled, as if he were conducting a symphony of destruction.

Kaeltharʼs sabre struck with the swiftness of a predator, each movement calculated and unerring.

The two warriors became blurred streaks of motion, tearing through the ground beneath them as their battle painted a canvas of chaos and destruction.

In a heartbeat, they reappeared atop the crown of an ancient tree, their blades weaving a deadly dance of swordsmanship.

The force of their clash rippled through the air, sending violent gusts in all directions.

Leaves were torn from their branches, scattering like embers in a storm, yet the tree itself remained resolute, a silent witness to their battle.

Moments later, they stood upon the jagged peak of a mountain.

Vahalinʼs sword gleamed as it became imbued with the power of the wind element, the air around him shifting with a thick energy.

With a swift slash, his blade tore through space, releasing deadly arcs of slicing wind that screamed toward Kaelthar with unrelenting ferocity.

Kaelthar met the onslaught head on.

Flames erupted along the edge of his sabre, roaring to life like a dragonʼs wrath.

With precision honed by centuries of combat, he intercepted each attack, his fiery blade cutting through the wind arcs in a dazzling display of skill and elemental mastery.

In a seamless motion, Kaeltharʼs body spun, his element shifting with him, as if he were a living manifestation of the storm itself.

Lightning crackled into existence, surging through the air with blinding intensity.

In one fluid stroke, his sabre cleaved downward, its arc charged with the raw power of the storm, aimed straight at Vahalin.

Reacting instantaneously, Vahalin thrust his sword into the ground, unleashing a pulse of wind that spiraled around him with vicious speed.

The air around him churned violently, coiling into a massive tornado, its roaring winds growing ever more ferocious as it expanded outward.

The lightning slammed into the spinning vortex with catastrophic force, fusing the two elements together in a violent explosion of energy.

The very air itself seemed to tear apart as the resulting storm swept across the land, its fury unbridled.

Mountains crumbled under the sheer might of the tempest, their ancient stones fractured and shattered by the raw power.

Cracks spread like veins across the earth, and the sky darkened with the weight of destruction, the storm singing its chaotic hymn.

Drenched in smoke and dust, the battlefield was reduced to a blur of violence as debris was hurled into the air, torn apart by the fury of their combined attack.

Vahalin materialized beside Kaelthar in an instant, his blade aiming with lethal intent towards his opponentʼs neck.

The strike was so precise, it seemed an inevitable end.

But Kaelthar was ready.

In a fluid, instinctive motion, he raised his sabre, intercepting the attack with a swift block.

Then, in the same heartbeat, he lashed out, his sword snapping through the air with the speed and force of a whip.

From the blade, a bolt of lightning shot forth, crackling with furious energy.

It extended outward in a whip-like tendril, a jagged bolt that surged towards Vahalin with deadly accuracy.

Vahalin, having no other choice, withdrew his sword, redirecting the bolt with impeccable timing.

His movements were a blur as he twisted and parried, using his deftness to manipulate the flow of electricity.

The lightning arced away, only for Kaelthar to strike once more.

His sabre moved like a coiled snake, swift and serpentine, but Vahalin was already prepared.

The wind element bent beneath Vahalinʼs will, shaping itself into a defensive barrier at just the right moment.

As Kaeltharʼs sabre sliced through the air, it tore through the barrier with ease, cutting through the wind like paper.

Yet by the time the blade continued its deadly arc, Vahalin had already vanished, his position shifting faster than the eye could follow.

In the blink of an eye, Vahalin reappeared, his sword thrusting forward with razor sharp focus.

A concentrated funnel of wind formed at the tip of his blade, its edges cutting through the air with such force it threatened to tear through Kaeltharʼs dragon scales.

Kaeltharʼs instincts kicked in as his body moved with deadly precision.

In one smooth motion, he turned as though he could see Vahalinʼs every move, his sabre flashing through the air in retaliation.

With a shift of defiance, Kaelthar mirrored Vahalinʼs technique, but this time, he infused his strike with the power of fire.

The flame erupted around his blade, scorching the air as it collided with the wind attack, ripping through the funnel like a wildfire consuming dry brush.

The two forces clashed in a violent eruption of energy, the battle between wind and fire playing out in the heart of the storm.

The air was thick with the scent of burning ozone and the sound of crackling power as the world around them seemed to tremble under the weight of their titanic clash.

Their swords moved in blurs, weaving arcs of silver fire as they battled with the precision of duelists born of legend.

Every swing was a symphony of lethal grace, their blades carving through the air like whispers of death.

There were no words to be spoken, none were needed.

The blades were their vocal cords, honed and sharp, each swing a command, each clash a declaration.

Their attacks were the tongue, flowing with precision, each stroke speaking the language of destruction.

The echoes of their strikes resonated through the land like thunder, a symphony of chaos that reverberated through the very core of the world.

Sparks erupted in dazzling arcs, swirling through the air like a conductor guiding an orchestra of violence.

Each flash, each burst of light, was a note in a cacophony of power, their every movement orchestrating a destructive harmony that rattled the heavens.

They battled like phantoms, their every move ghostly yet lethal, with blades flashing through the air as though tearing through fabric.

The battlefield trembled under the weight of their relentless assault, the ground shaking as if the earth itself could no longer endure the storm of violence.

Kaelthar, a deadly serpent in motion, struck once more with precision.

His blade arced in a sweeping horizontal slash, flames igniting around it like a volcanic eruption.

The heat radiated, scorching the air itself as the fiery arc tore forward, turning the ground beneath it into a blazing inferno.

The flames surged with a terrifying hunger, consuming everything in their path, leaving only destruction and blackened earth behind.

Vahalin, unflinching in the face of such an onslaught, responded with a blade of flowing liquid silver.

From his sword erupted the power of water, its energy swirling with menacing force.

He raised his weapon high, and with a decisive swing, released a massive torrent of water.

It surged forward like a tsunami, a towering wall of blue that rushed toward Kaeltharʼs firestorm.

The two elements collided with the ferocity of opposing storms.

Steam erupted with a deafening hiss as the fire and water clashed, each fighting for dominance.

The flames sought to burn through the wave, but the water pushed forward, drowning the fireʼs heat and extinguishing its fury.

The ground steamed beneath them, the battlefield engulfed in mist as the elements wrestled for control.

But Kaelthar was relentless, unyielding in his pursuit of victory.

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The steam rising around him did nothing to quell his fiery resolve.

His sabre swept into motion once again, this time with a renewed intensity.

Fire erupted from his blade with an even deadlier force.

A diagonal slash cut through the air, unleashing a massive wave of flame that took the shape of a dragonʼs wing.

The inferno roared to life, its fiery tendrils clawing outward, seeking to consume all in its path.

The heat was unbearable, scorching the earth beneath it as the blazing wave surged toward Vahalin with unstoppable might.

Vahalin felt the immense heat, the ground beneath him beginning to crack under the intense pressure.

His grip on his sword tightened, and in an instant, his stance shifted.

With no time to waste, he moved with precision and purpose.

In one fluid motion, Vahalin thrust his blade forward, summoning a powerful burst of compressed air.

The wind gathered with deadly force, forming a sharp, slicing gust that shot toward the incoming fire.

The gust of wind met the roaring wave of flames with a deafening crash, the pressure of the air parting the fire like a blade through silk.

The flames were redirected, losing their intensity in the wake of the violent shockwave that followed.

The impact of fire and wind created a cataclysmic shockwave, shaking the very ground beneath them.

Trees were uprooted, their charred trunks crashing to the ground in every direction.

The once lush grass was reduced to blackened ash, while cracks tore across the mountainside, deep and jagged.

The forest, once a peaceful haven, had been reduced to a smoldering wasteland, scarred by the devastation of their clash.

The battlefield was now a desolate testament to the might of the two warriors.

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