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Chapter 548: Talent Harvest [Part 3] · Oct 12, 2026

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501 Chapter 501: Tharion [Part 1] 2026-10-12
502 Chapter 502: Tharion [Part 2] 2026-10-12
503 Chapter 503: Tharion [Part 3] 2026-10-12
504 Chapter 504: The Ghostwalkers 2026-10-12
505 Chapter 505: Peak Confusion 2026-10-12
506 Chapter 506: Sucks To Be Unmanly 2026-10-12
507 Chapter 507: Fair Trade 2026-10-12
508 Chapter 508: Young Master 2026-10-12
509 Chapter 509: The Age Of Gems 2026-10-12
510 Chapter 510: Rotten Rughsbourgh 2026-10-12
511 Chapter 511: The Lead 2026-10-12
512 Chapter 512: Intro: Rise Of The Revolutionalist 2026-10-12
513 Chapter 513: Alystren 2026-10-12
514 Chapter 514: Mr Tour Guide 2026-10-12
515 Chapter 515: Sorta Bandit Trouble 2026-10-12
516 Chapter 516: The Impregnable Wall 2026-10-12
517 Chapter 517: Jeci Vs Black Mamba 2026-10-12
518 Chapter 518: Jeci’s Growth 2026-10-12
519 Chapter 519: The Old Joker 2026-10-12
520 Chapter 520: The Wooden City [Part 1] 2026-10-12
521 Chapter 521: The Wooden City [Part 2] 2026-10-12
522 Chapter 522: To Arcadia 2026-10-12
523 Chapter 523: The Take-off 2026-10-12
524 Chapter 524: The Hijackers [Part 1] 2026-10-12
525 Chapter 525: The Hijackers [Part 2] 2026-10-12
526 Chapter 526: The Hijackers [Part 3] 2026-10-12
527 Chapter 527: Who Are You? 2026-10-12
528 Chapter 528: He is HIM [Part 1] 2026-10-12
529 Chapter 529: He Is HIM [Part 2] 2026-10-12
530 Chapter 530: The Limit Of Form 2026-10-12
531 Chapter 531: Disgusting Disappointment 2026-10-12
532 Chapter 532: The Strongest Drifter 2026-10-12
533 Chapter 533: The Object Of Fear 2026-10-12
534 Chapter 534: The City Of Arcadia 2026-10-12
535 Chapter 535: A Group Of Monsters 2026-10-12
536 Chapter 536: Bloodlust 2026-10-12
537 Chapter 537: The Governor 2026-10-12
538 Chapter 538: Good Job Holding It In 2026-10-12
539 Chapter 539: The Stealthiest Summon 2026-10-12
540 Chapter 540: The First Step 2026-10-12
541 Chapter 541: Belated Trouble 2026-10-12
542 Chapter 542: The Night Of Invasion [Part 1] 2026-10-12
543 Chapter 543: Davon Of Freedom 2026-10-12
544 Chapter 544: The Night Of Invasion [Part 2] 2026-10-12
545 Chapter 545: Brethren In Darkness 2026-10-12
546 Chapter 546: Talent Harvest [Part 1] 2026-10-12
547 Chapter 547: Talent Harvest [Part 2] 2026-10-12
548 Chapter 548: Talent Harvest [Part 3] 2026-10-12
549 Chapter 549: The Fallen Estate 2026-10-12
550 Chapter 550: It Is Not Enough 2026-10-12

Chapter 548: Talent Harvest [Part 3]

A sudden gust of wind swept through the underground, subtle but chilling.

Northern’s instincts flared as something belatedly registered.

The elf was manipulating the air itself, using invisible currents to obscure his movements.

Without hesitation, Northern flung himself to the right, his body reacting instinctively before his mind even caught up.

Stainless slashed outward in a wide arc, black flames erupting from the blade, trailing yellow sparks.

CLANG!

His blade met resistance, a force pushing against him that hadn’t been there a second ago.

Sparks flew as the cult leader’s figure materialized from the swirling wind, wielding a curved blade that shimmered with compressed air.

Northern gritted his teeth, pushing back against the weight, but the elf’s strength, enhanced by the wind, was immense.

The elf’s lips curled into a twisted smile, eyes gleaming with malice. ”Cretin, you won’t survive this. Whispering Gale is the wind itself. I am everywhere and nowhere.”

Northern felt the pressure mounting, but he smirked back, his eyes gleaming dangerously. ”You talk too much.”

With a sudden burst of strength, Northern shoved Stainless forward, forcing the elf to jump back.

As he did, the winds around them shifted, carrying faint echoes—whispers of movement that Northern couldn’t fully track.

It was as if the elf was everywhere at once, his movements leaving behind afterimages in the wind.

The air grew still for a moment, and then—

FWIP!

Something sliced through the air behind him, silent but deadly.

Northern twisted, but too late—sharp pain ripped through his side as an invisible blade made of pure wind essence grazed his ribs, the impact knocking him off balance.

Blood sprayed into the air as he stumbled, gasping from the force of the blow.

The cult leader appeared once more, a few feet away, his blade of swirling wind still held in a tight grip.

His eyes glowed with satisfaction, the twisted grin etched even deeper on his face.

”You can’t stop it, boy. You’ll never know where the next strike will come from. Whispering Gale keeps me hidden. You can’t escape what you can’t sense.”

’What? How?... Void force was not activated?’ Northern’s eyes widened. He still couldn’t make perfect sense of what was happening.

Even though he knew the elf was using wind to play some tricks, there was still nothing he could do about it.

Of course, he had a handful of talents that would instantly neutralize the situation or turn the tables with a single move, but where was the fun in that?

Northern subtly grinned.

’Alright, I’m enjoying this...’

Pain radiated through his body like fire, but still he stood tall, meeting the elf’s gaze.

His mind worked quickly, processing every attack, every movement. There had to be a way to counter it.

He began to observe every disposition of the elf and replay all his past actions with his eyes.

Then it clicked.

’It’s not just wind... he’s creating pockets of air pressure, displacing the flow so I can’t sense him until it’s too late.’

Northern wiped the blood from his grinning mouth, straightening as much as his battered body would allow.

”Clever,” he muttered under his breath. He winced as he tightened his grip on Stainless. ”But I’ve dealt with worse.”

Without warning, he slammed Stainless into the ground, sending a shockwave of black fire across the floor. The flames surged in every direction, consuming the air and leaving no room for the elf to hide.

The cult leader’s eyes flickered with uncertainty for a split second as the flames roared toward him, but he didn’t falter.

The winds howled around him, carrying his form up and away, vanishing into the air like a breeze.

Northern’s eyes narrowed. ’So he’s using the wind not just to hide, but to phase out of reach...’

The elf’s voice echoed through the underground, carried on the wind.

”Do you understand now? The wind obeys me, and you’ll never be able to catch me.”

Suddenly, Northern felt it—a shift in the air pressure directly behind him.

His eyes widened as a gust of wind materialized into the elf’s blade, inches from his neck.

But this time, Northern was ready.

At the last second, he twisted, wrenching his body with all his might.

Blood sprayed from his shoulder as he dislocated his arm in the process, but it was enough—he narrowly dodged the lethal strike.

The elf’s blade missed by mere inches, biting into the ground with a thunderous crack.

’Too close...’ Northern thought, gritting his teeth against the pain. His body screamed in protest, but he forced himself to keep moving, to stay one step ahead.

The elf rose slowly, his expression twisted with frustration. His wind-blade shimmered with barely contained power, but his eyes were fixed on Northern’s injured form.

”You should have died by now,” the elf hissed, his voice tinged with disbelief. ”But it doesn’t matter. I’ll finish this.”

Northern took a deep breath, forcing his body to straighten despite the agony. His mind was racing. It was racing with adrenaline, it was racing with excitement.

This was it. This was what he had been looking for, a fight that was technical, a fight that humans should be able to give, something he had to think and be creative about.

The elf paused mid-movement. ”Why are you smiling? What is so funny, you cretin?” His face was starkly dark with malice.

Northern understood perfectly well the kind of viciousness that had grown in the heart of the cult leader elf. In fact, seeing his reaction intrigued him.

Despite the elf’s anger, his movements and actions were still pretty decent and calculated, unlike the guy on the airship.

’That one has a nasty personality. I’m sure about that.’

”You still have time to think...” the elf sneered, his voice dripping with contempt as he saw Northern’s smirk. ”You’ll have plenty of time to regret it once I’m done with you.”

The wind surged violently, swirling around the elf’s form like a living entity, sharpening into invisible blades, ready to tear Northern apart.

He was preparing for another lethal strike—this time, Northern knew the elf wouldn’t hold back.

Northern’s grin widened, his mind fully focused, calculating every possible outcome.

He still couldn’t sense the elf’s movements perfectly, but that didn’t matter anymore.

Something was happening to his body with each successful attack of the wind. His body was understanding the rhythm of the wind, the pressure changes, and the flow of the elf’s attacks.

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