The Legendary Mage (Alavin)

A woman was formed of interwoven characters, head bowed, arms wrapped around herself, exuding an ancient and holy aura. She acted as a barrier, protecting Semar.

A cool breath spread through the Arena. A melodious chant filled the ears of all present, unconsciously dispelling the murderous intent brought by the appearance of the Shadowbringer.

Eyla and the others were shocked, surprised by the mysterious woman's apparition. They felt a sense of holiness and sanctity emanating from it, along with the vast, tranquil expanse of a silent ocean. Was this the spell extracted from those ancient, broken magical treasures? Truly, a magical treasure that had survived millennia could unleash such power!

Alavin watched the holy figure as if seeing a white mist, pure and soul-cleansing, like glimpsing a divine garden untouched by the world's filth, quieting minds and spirits. But in his palm, the dark mist spun faster, and the Shadowbringer took shape in the depths of the vortex, its killing intent surging in an instant.

Semar, immersed in her spell, looked up the moment the complete figure of the woman formed. Her eyes blazed, blood spurted from her mouth, which she directed to the brow of the woman's image. The figure expanded rapidly, towering five meters high, enveloping Semar in the aura of a holy spirit.

"Shadowbringer, to battle!"

No more words were needed. The Shadowlord struck!

Clang! The pitch-black Shadowbringer burst forth, leaving his palm to strike through the air.

A wailing filled the world, ancient and distant, like an illusion, yet echoing like reality. Many Protégés instinctively looked up, searching for the source of the sudden sound.

"Icebound, barrier against all illusions. Alavin, your lethal move shall..." Semar bellowed, charging head-on toward Alavin. The holy effigy stood firm around her, like a mystical armor protecting her soul. She brandished her sword, its energy soaring to the heavens, stirring the entire arena, showcasing the full might of an Advanced Mage. With the absolute protection of Icebound, she could focus solely on the battle with Alavin.

But then...

Thwack!!

Shadowbringer descended in an instant, piercing through the effigy and striking Semar between the brows.

Semar, in mid-charge, was struck as if by lightning, her pupils dilating dramatically. The thudding of her heart echoed violently in her mind. She was sent flying backward as if hammered by a great force. The crowd gasped in shock, their mouths agape in unison.

The five hidden Elders instinctively stepped forward.

"Impossible!" Roald, Felis, and Admus exclaimed in disbelief, their expressions changing drastically.

Semar flew backward, her eyes trembling, her consciousness fading, as if she plunged into endless darkness or was overwhelmed by a sky full of Chained Spirits. At that moment, the mystical effigy's enchantments shattered, transforming into hundreds of runes that crashed into her body, disintegrating or did they? Instead, they cleansed her of malice, forcefully pulling Semar back from the abyss of darkness.

Semar's awareness snapped back to clarity, her flight through the air abruptly redirected.

But before she could regain control, Alavin closed in for the kill, flipping through the air like a meteor toward the tumbling Semar. With precision and brute force, he crashed down. His raised right arm surged with the energy of Shockwave Cobra, the snake's eyes, fangs, and tongue lifelike, resembling a real beast of lightning. As Alavin descended, the Shockwave Cobra let out a deafening hiss that echoed throughout the arena.

Semar's heart clenched ruthlessly, and the next moment, Alavin brushed past her, the raised Shockwave Cobra slammed violently into her abdomen.

Crack!! Boom!!

The Shockwave Cobra shattered the energy shield, and lightning exploded in full force. The blinding flashes danced in the wide-eyed gaze of the onlookers.

"Ah!" Semar's agonized scream pierced through the Arena as Alavin's heavy punch, accompanied by the thunderous force, drove her down onto the fighting stage. Lightning scattered wildly, shreds of clothing flew, and even more alarming was the sight of crimson blood!