Chapter 710 Blackgate

Chapter 710 Blackgate

"What a peculiar child. Your talent is truly immeasurable, so much so that I find it hard to believe you're human. It's being wasted here. How about it? Join us, and I'll let you kill her."

The gazes of Kazimir and the other branch heads flickered with shock. Even Avalon and Anastasia, who instinctively wanted to fly up to their son, were momentarily frozen in disbelief.

Avalon grabbed Anastasia's arm, stopping her, though the tension in the air was intense.

Before anyone could react, Blackgate raised his arm, and in an instant, Elysia materialized in front of him, trembling.

Her once-confident demeanor had crumbled entirely, her face now marred with fear, her body old and withered. She began speaking fast, stuttering.

"My lord, I-I mean Paragon... I've been loyal to the Order. I-I would never betray—"

Her voice, once cold and assured, was now trembling and frail, matching her aged appearance. But mid-sentence, her words were cut off.

A sharp, piercing scream filled the air as blood gushed from her mouth. Her tongue had been severed without warning, blood dripping from her lips.

She met Blackgate's eyes in horror, immediately silencing herself, her body shaking in sheer terror. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Blackgate turned his attention back to Atticus, but his eyebrows lifted slightly. The temperature around them was climbing rapidly.

Inside Seraphina's construct, Atticus had become a living inferno, his body radiating heat so intense it warped the air, turning it into a liquid-like haze. The flames around him roared hotter than ever, every inch of his form pulsating with fury.

Blackgate smiled, "Such anger. Beautiful."

He stretched his hand out toward Atticus, fingers curling as though to pull him in.

But then a sharp voice cut through the tension, cold and intense. "You must be blind."

Seraphina's usual serene tone was gone, replaced with an icy fury that chilled the air.

A large shadow suddenly stretched out from behind her, an oppressive aura radiating from her figure that made the entirety of Sector 3 shudder.

Avalon and Sirius grinned wide, pride swelling in their hearts. Lyanna's smile was fierce, while the Ravenstein elders chuckled darkly.

Anastasia clutched her chest, a sad expression appearing on her face. Even Seraphina couldn't help but chuckle.

"He's a fiery one, isn't he?" one of the Triplets of Ruin suddenly said.

"Clearly. Must be all that Ravenstein blood," Rurik added.

However, the third squinted his eyes at Atticus before adding, "Well, someone's got to teach him to make proper threats. He's still a bit green."

Blackgate's expression remained calm—until his smile suddenly widened, and he broke into a fit of laughter.

"How unfortunate," he said between laughs. "You really are dangerous."

Blackgate's arm stretched out, and the entire world seemed to pause. Seraphina's eyes narrowed, instantly alert. Her aura flared again, preparing to act.

But before Blackgate could move, the sky above him churned violently, thick clouds gathering in an instant.

Thunder roared, followed by a flash of lightning that struck down just in front of Seraphina.

A brilliant white light filled the battlefield, momentarily blinding everyone. When the light dimmed, a figure stood tall, radiant and commanding.

The man was made entirely of lightning, his form crackling with electric energy. Yet, despite his elemental appearance, everyone knew him immediately—Magnus Ravenstein.

Seraphina's sharp eyes narrowed. 'It's just a construct,' she deduced. Magnus wasn't physically present, but the sheer aura of the lightning construct was overwhelming, blanketing the battlefield in radiant energy.

Magnus's construct didn't speak. It didn't need to. The radiant spear in its right hand was more than enough of a statement.

Blackgate glanced at the construct, his smile unwavering, before turning his gaze toward Sector 2. Powerful figures were rapidly approaching from the distance. The reinforcements were nearly there.

Blackgate turned back to Atticus, his gaze lingering for a moment before his grin widened. "I'll look forward to seeing you again."

A massive black gate appeared in the sky above, its dark form swirling ominously. It descended over the group, engulfing them, and in the blink of an eye, their forms vanished from the battlefield, leaving behind only silence and devastation.