The sun began to set, casting a blood-red hue over the stadium.
But the heat in the venue had reached its peak.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! The moment we have all been waiting for!"
The commentator's voice was hoarse from screaming. "The Grand Finals!"
[Lucas (The Dark Horse Necromancer)]
VS
[Elena (The S-Rank Ice Princess)]
The crowd roared deafeningly.
"Elena! Goddess of Ice!"
"Lucas! The One-Slap Man!"
Lucas walked onto the shattered stage. His face was calm, hands still in his pockets.
Opposite him, Elena floated in mid-air. Yes, she was floating. An intricate pair of wings made of pure ice crystals had manifested on her back.
She looked down at Lucas like a queen looking at a rebellious subject.
"Lucas," Elena's voice was amplified by magic. "I admit you are strong. You defeated the Iron Bear and the Assassin effortlessly. However..."
The temperature in the stadium suddenly dropped by 20 degrees. Frost began to creep across the stands.
"In front of absolute elemental power, your tricks are meaningless."
[Ding! Analysis Eye Activated]
[Name: Elena]
[State: Battle Mode (Ice Phoenix Bloodline 50% Activated)]
[Magic Power: 900]
Lucas squinted. 900 Magic Power?
As expected of an S-Rank genius. She was already close to a Level 10 beast.
But... Seraphina had 1,200.
"Are you done talking?" Lucas yawned. "I have a dinner reservation. Can we make this quick?"
Elena's brow twitched. Her pride was stung.
"Arrogant fool! Frozen Coffin!"
Elena raised her staff.
Crack! Crack!
The moisture in the air instantly froze. Huge spikes of ice, sharp as spears, formed above Lucas's head—hundreds of them.
"Die!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The ice rain descended like a barrage of missiles. There was no space to dodge.
"It's over!" The audience screamed.
But Lucas didn't move. He simply whispered:
"Seraphina, shield."
Boom!
A wall of black fire erupted from the ground.
When the ice spears hit the black fire, there was no sound of impact. They simply evaporated into steam instantly.
White steam filled the arena, obscuring everyone's vision.
"Did he block it?" Elena frowned.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the steam away.
A figure stood there, unscathed.
Behind Lucas, a stunning silver-haired woman stood floating in the air. Her black wings were twice the size of Elena's. She looked at Elena's ice wings with pure disdain.
"You call this ice?" Seraphina sneered. "It's barely cold enough to chill my Master's drink."
"You...!" Elena was furious. "Maximize Output! Skill: Phoenix Cry!"
SCREECH—!
A piercing phantom cry echoed. A massive bird made of blue ice formed behind Elena. It opened its beak and blasted a beam of absolute zero energy towards Lucas. The concrete floor cracked and froze instantly along the path of the beam.
This attack could freeze a tank solid!
Lucas looked at the incoming beam and snapped his fingers.
"Show her real power, Seraphina."
"Abyssal Breath."
Seraphina took a deep breath. Her throat glowed with magma-like red light.
[Skill: Abyssal Breath (Human Form Limited Ver.)]
ROAR!
A stream of pitch-black fire shot out from her lips.
It collided with the blue ice beam in the center of the arena.
Blue VS Black.
Ice VS Fire.
Rumble...
The ground shook violently. The collision point turned into a chaotic sphere of energy.
But after two seconds, the balance broke.
The black fire began to eat the ice. It devoured the blue beam like a hungry beast, pushing back towards Elena inch by inch!
"Impossible!" Elena's eyes widened in horror. "My Ice Phoenix flame is superior to all elements! How can his fire overpower mine?!"
"Because," Lucas's voice cut through the noise, cold and indifferent. "Your rank is S. But ours..."
The black fire completely shattered the ice beam and rushed towards Elena.
"...Is beyond your comprehension."
BOOM!
A massive explosion engulfed the sky.