Chapter 725 The Third Avatar

Chapter 725 The Third Avatar

725 The Third Avatar

'This is not good... That last attack left something in me... I can't recover even with Sacred Blessing...' Vale thought as he regretted that he didn't have enough healing Arcane Arts!

He was too focused on developing his defensive skills, but once it was breached, he had no way of recovering quickly!

'You'll join me in hell!' The Demon Saint shouted as he knew that he had truly surprised the Shadow Immortal and dealt a powerful blow against him.

The battle continued as Vale desperately fought against the Demon Saint, who seemed to be filled with Corruption! He couldn't catch a break at all!

With each passing moment, Vale's Avatar found himself outmatched, his spells dissipating against the Demon Saint's might.

However, he could truly tell that the Demon Saint's life force was slowly fading away!

He knew that this Demon Saint had probably used a Forbidden Technique to become this strong in exchange for his life! This doesn't just require skills but also the resolve to die with someone you've just met!

The battle raged as a maelstrom of shadow and corruption continued destroying the surroundings!

Vale's Avatar, even in his desperation, was a sight to behold—a testament to the Shadow Immortal's power. But as the fight drew on, it became clear that Var'gakan was stronger than him, his every move calculated to draw out the pain and fear!

"Hahaha! I can sense it! You're weakening Immortal! The corruption you have in your body would even weaken the Demon Lord! It would take him years to remove it from his body! Hahaha! How do you like it?!" The Demon Saint laughed while Vale just looked at him.

The battle then continued for more than thirty more minutes before Vale truly felt helpless in his situation.

'This will not happen if I have the Creation Ring, the White Mask, or the Temporal Timepiece with me.' Vale thought as he realized that the Divinity that he had with this body was almost gone.

In the end, it was a silent acknowledgment between them—a grin from Var'gakan, a resigned sigh from Vale's Avatar. for new novels

They both knew that this battle would end in mutual destruction.

With a final surge of power, Vale's Avatar unleashed all his remaining energy in a cataclysmic explosion of shadow and flame!

He wanted to ensure that this Demon Saint would no longer spread his Corruption or Curse to the other Survivors!

Var'gakan, caught in the blast, laughed—a sound that echoed through the ruins as his form began to disintegrate. "Well played, shadow... well played..."

As the dust settled, the battlefield was silent. Vale's Avatar was already in pieces. However, these pieces didn't seem to be made of flesh and blood; they were more like pure energy!

Soon, Vale's essence started dissipating in the air.

On the other hand, Var'gakan didn't witness this as he, too, was no more. His laughter was only a lingering echo in the wind...

The battle was over, and though Vale's Avatar had fallen, he had taken the seventh-ranked Demon Saint with him—a final act of defiance against the encroaching darkness.

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In the heart of Thatcher City of Quijor Kingdom, where the walls stood as the last bastion against the encroaching darkness, Myla, a Fire Elementalist of notable prowess, led her squad with a small hope of surviving this tragedy...

"We will live today... Do not give up!" She shouted.

Her auburn hair, like the flames she commands, cascades down her back in a torrent of curls. Her eyes, a piercing green, reflect the intensity of her magic and the resolve of her will. Clad in the traditional robes of her order, they are marked with the sigils of fire—showing her disposition in this war.

Their small kingdom in the south of the Continent was still too young. It had only been 30 years since it was established, and it certainly had a bright future. However, the arrival of the Demon Creatures completely destroyed the ruler's plans, making this place a wasteland instead!

Her team was composed of four Second-Class Elementalists and two First-Class Elementalists, including herself, and a Combat Art Specialist assigned to protect them in case close combat against the Demon happened. It was a small but formidable force.

The Elementalists were the unsung heroes as they fought alongside the Holy Arts Experts in a war that spared no one.

The city, once a beacon of prosperity, now echoed with the sounds of battle.

The Demon Creatures, the vile spawn of the Abyss, had already breached the walls!

Many teams of Elementalists had already been destroyed, and perhaps, not even a thousand of them remained in the outer wall of the Thatcher City...

Nonetheless, none of them decided to just give up... They were still hoping that the reinforcements that the king had promised would arrive!

All the Elementalists on Myla's side weren't giving up just yet! Their flames were like a dance of defiance as they stood ready to meet the onslaught.

Myla's squad unleashed their elemental fury.

Fireballs arced through the air, explosions of heat and light that seared the flesh of the Demon Creatures.

But the enemy was relentless, and the Elementalists found themselves being pushed back, their magic waning under the sheer number of foes.

"This is too much! We're going to die here!"

"Myla! Please survive for us! You have to at least let our family know!"

"Leader! Get away now! They're coming! We'll cover you!"

Myla's teammates said, hoping she would at least survive!

However, Myla couldn't just abandon her team! Even if she also wanted to leave! She knew that she had nowhere to run! It was better to die with her friends than alone in a place where the Demon Creatures would also reach soon enough!

"I will stay here with you! Stop spouting some nonsense!" She cried out as the Demon Creatures closed in!

As they were expecting to be trampled by numerous Demon Creatures, however, something unexpected happened.

It was at this time that Vale, the Combat Arts Specialist assigned to protect them, stepped forward.