Chapitre 1599: -1580- An open scheme
"Boom——!"
As the sound of the explosion once again reverberated over the arena, the surging Crimson flames expanded and instantly filled every corner of the arena. The spectators in the stands all let out cries of shock.
Because the sea of flames covered everything, no one could see the outcome of the battle between Rozen and Yamir.
It wasn't until now that everyone saw Rozen slowly floating down from the center of the Crimson flames. He landed on the ground, his body surging with fiery energy, making him look like a god of fire, an awe-inspiring sight.
As for Yamir, all that remained was a shattered body lying on the ground, barely clinging to life.
"Princess!"
Seeing this, Gregor's eyes were filled with rage.
"Princess!"
Francis, Parsons, and Gerrit, who had been fiercely attacking, also had a drastic change in expression.
Yamir had suffered an attack that not even the Wizard Field could convert into mental damage, leaving her in this dire state. The spectators in the stands let out gasps of shock once again.
For them, this was merely a competition. Even if something seemed off, it was still a match. No one had expected someone to sustain such severe injuries.
Even the referee and the announcer were dumbfounded by the scene before them, momentarily too shocked to declare Yamir's defeat or announce the end of the match.
Because of this, seeing Yamir's critical condition, Gregor and the other three were both terrified and furious.
"You're courting death!"
Gregor was the first to prepare to charge toward Rozen.
But...
"Where are you looking?"
With that voice, Kanata suddenly appeared in front of Gregor.
"Magic Cannon Sword Battle Skill — Flash Blade!"
In the next second, the magic cannon sword in Kanata's hand transformed into a dazzling flash of light, slashing through with astonishing speed.
"Slash!"
The distracted Gregor was struck directly in the chest by the magic cannon sword, causing a burst of blood to appear, and his entire body was almost split in two.
"Ahhh...!"
Gregor let out a cry of agony and plummeted from the air.
At the same time, Chloe, Yuri, and Mena seized the opportunity and unleashed their decisive strikes.
"Magic Cannon Staff Battle Skill — Converging Cannon!"
Chloe gathered high-level mana and unleashed a skyward blast, sending a massive beam of light sweeping through the air, engulfing Francis' body and evaporating half of it.
"Magic Lance Battle Skill — Wind God's Piercing Strike!"
Yuri gathered high-level mana at the tip of her lance, causing a spiraling blade of light to form like a whirlwind. It blasted toward Parson, and in a booming explosion and violent shockwave, it pierced through his abdomen.
"Magic Battle Axe Battle Skill — Thunder God's Crushing Break!"
Mena's magic battle axe erupted with terrifying lightning, as if encircled by heavenly thunder, and suddenly slashed down. The magic battle axe turned into a thunder axe, cleaving through the ice wall Gerrit had constructed, shattering the ice blades he had raised, and splitting his body in two.
"Ahhhh...!"
Francis, Parsons, and Gerald all cried out in pain, finally being knocked down, leaving a trail of blood as they fell to the ground.
"Boom——!"
Under the burning of the Crimson flames, the Wizard Field supporting the arena shattered completely and ceased to function.
As a result, the injuries that had appeared on the members of the Vebel team could no longer be converted into mental damage and became real, grievous wounds. Every one of them was now on the verge of death.
"Huff... Huff..."
Only then did Kanata, Chloe, Yuri, and Mina stop operating their small high-level mana reactors, retract their high-level mana, and begin panting, exhausted.
Only Rozen remained standing there, completely unharmed, without even the slightest change in his expression.
"Rorelai...!"
A voice filled with hatred and unwillingness rang out in front of Rozen.
Yamir, dragging her broken body, struggled to lift her head and stared at Rozen with eyes full of malice and killing intent.
Despite being so gravely injured, Yamir had not died.
This was to be expected. As a humanoid armored beetle with incredible regenerative abilities, under the assistance of Collapse Force, Yamir's body had already begun regenerating, slowly mending itself.
The same was true for the rest of the Vebel team. Each one of them twitched as their bodies recovered from their injuries, thanks to their regenerative abilities.
This scene was witnessed by all the spectators present.
"What...what is this...?"
"My god..."
One by one, the people who had been confused by the severe injuries of the Vebel team now widened their eyes in shock.
The fact that Yamir and the others were not human had finally been exposed to the world.
Seeing this, Rozen smirked and extended a finger, gathering a mass of dark energy ball.
"Boom!"
In the next moment, Rozen showed no mercy and fired a Gandr at Ymir, who was still regenerating her broken body.
This strike was certain to take Yamir's life.
This princess, who commanded four Collapse Force users, was about to meet her end here.
Unless someone stopped it...
"Swish!"
At the last moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Ymir.
"Boom!"
A dark cursed sword flashed through the air, splitting the incoming dark mana projectile and causing a loud explosion.
Looking at this figure, Rozen smiled.
As for Yamir, she gasped and called out.
"Lord Zeth...!"
The newcomer was none other than Zeth.
"I didn't expect things to turn out like this."
Zeth finally stood face to face with Rozen, holding a dark cursed sword, his entire body radiating overwhelming power.
Accompanied by Collapse Force, Zeth lifted his gaze to meet Rozen's, his face calm and expressionless.
"Zeth Wiegert...!?"
In the VIP viewing seats, Annerose and the others' faces changed dramatically as they turned their heads to look beside them.
There, Zeth's clone gradually disappeared.
Yes.
The Zeth who had saved Yamir was no clone.
In fact, a powerless clone could not have saved anyone from Rozen's hand.
The Zeth who had appeared here was the real deal.
In other words, the true Zeth had finally arrived.
"You finally decided to show up?"
Rozen, unsurprised, mockingly remarked.
To this, Zeth naturally understood the situation.
"You deliberately used the small high-grade mana reactor as bait to lure me out, didn't you?" Zeth said with certainty. "Once I knew about the reactor's existence, I had no choice but to appear here and deal with you quickly, to prevent the human side from gaining dozens of high-grade mana users."
Exactly.
If Zeth had let Rozen go, the Armored Beetles would have no hope of victory.
Dozens of high-grade mana users were not a force the Armored Beetles could withstand.
For this reason, Rozen had purposely showcased the existence of the mini high-grade mana reactor on this stage.
The purpose was solely to draw out Zeth's true body.
"I have to admit, you succeeded. Even though I knew this was an open scheme, I had no choice but to take the bait. Otherwise, we would stand no chance."
Zeth spoke expressionlessly.
"Fortunately, I've been preparing for this decisive battle."
As his words fell...
"Rumble..."
The entire Vebel began to shake.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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