So many years have passed, yet there's abundant docuntation on Loren's habitual strategies and tactics, available for any opponent to study.
However, understanding the true strategies of the opponent, or determining how many trump cards they hold, is sothing Loren has to analyze and discover during the battle itself.
Watching Loren fight, while Loren's heart can handle it, the audience can't.
"You always say I have a good mindset, but actually Loren's mindset is monstrous, don't you think?"
Lanci told his companions.
If one doesn't enter a state of clarity and enlightennt, they'd probably collapse, but Loren held strong.
"diocre state, bad start, trapped in a hard fight, falling behind, making blunders, defeat inevitable, giving a winner's speech."
The Bingxue Witch murmured as she looked at the center of the battlefield gradually coming under Loren's control.
In the past, she couldn't understand why Loren always managed to make a coback from absolute defeat, but now she fully understood.
A powerful strength combined with a stable mindset, unmatched psychological tactics and problem-solving abilities, enabled Loren to repeatedly perform miraculous cobacks against the odds.
This holistic excellence made Loren seem like an ordinary and solid priest, but in truth, he was a divinely chosen, naturally gifted priest.
"Wait a minute, Teacher Almis, during the last seventh-order Shadow World, Dean Loren was holding his ground in the real world for over a month, all because of this guy Lanci's doing. If Loren didn't have such a good mindset, he would've exploded long ago!"
Hyperion believed that Loren's good mindset was, at tis, forced upon him.
Ever since he t Lanci, Loren's life had elents beyond his control.
Suddenly, a burst of lightning in the sky caught their attention.
No one spoke again, all holding their breaths and focused on the mana that was powerful enough to penetrate the barrier.
Loren hovered in mid-air, his black robe fluttering without wind.
His face was expressionless, and his azure eyes reflected the image of Hesintos, wielding a sword, locked by intersecting beams of light.
Hesintos was no longer unscathed, instead eroded by the turbulent elental forces, with blood beginning to flow from his ears and eyes.
"This is... elental poisoning?"
Hesintos coughed up blood as he muttered to himself.
With an overwhelmingly abundant elental force, it could typically be beneficial. However, if one's affinity for the current elent is insufficient, the excessive elental force in the environnt can cause the body to lose balance.
Even during battle, Loren discerned the elental affinities of his opponent.
And Loren, with his unique elental affinities, could subject Hesintos to multiple layers of elental poisoning.
Simultaneously, a dazzling light erupted from Loren, illuminating the entire battlefield like the sun.
This light contained pure elental power, as though it sought to annihilate everything in its path.
Hesintos imdiately felt an excruciating burning sensation, akin to extre heat and cold simultaneously, both cutting and corroding.
Under Loren's command, all the elents converged, transforming into the purest natural disaster strength that created even as it destroyed, wreaking havoc on everything. The particles of light undulated in the air, and even from a distance, the intense light scorched Hesintos' skin. Flas raged beneath Loren's feet, painting the sky red, while frost covered the barrier, turning it into an extre cold world. The dark insect chirps solidified into a heavy shield, impenetrably forming dark walls that completely blocked Hesintos' attack and escape routes.
Then, Loren's speed suddenly soared, swift as the wind, with wind-attribute mana forming slicing lines around him, the entire battlefield was enveloped as if by a hurricane.
Even from afar, beyond the barrier, all the eighth-order strongn adopted defensive postures.
They knew this was the strongest finishing move Loren had ever used!
"What Loren has always excelled at is the full elent attribute. Perhaps the Goddess of Destiny guided him to choose the gentlest wind, also the least likely to provoke natural disasters, hence he's deed most proficient in Wind Magic."
Migaya's black hair was swept by the wind, but her face was filled with a rare joy,
"In reality, for Loren, what he truly excels at is triggering natural disasters. If he were to act without regard to consequences, he would indeed be the embodint of catastrophe."
When the power of all elents converges, it not only reverts to the most primal natural forces but also embodies divine calamity and retribution.
[Heavenly Divine Punishnt]
[Type: Active Spell]
[Grade: Epic]
[Attribute: Ice/Fire/Light/Dark/Wind/Thunder/Earth/Water/Wood]
[Level: 8]
[Effect: Consus a massive amount of mana, inflicting undeterred attribute restraint damage within target range, stacking one's affinity for all elental attributes, cooldown ti 120 seconds.]
Although Loren's current power slightly fell short of Hesintos, he was already able to successfully avoid Hesintos' counter-spells.
He wore an expression of soone determined to conclude the battle swiftly.
Because the disasters triggered by their fight might not dissipate for a long ti, continuing might lead to unimaginable consequences, even causing the land to begin fracturing here.
Eventually, the Botswana Province might beco just like the Sea of Disaster between the North and South Continent, uninhabitable for residents, with the entire South Continent potentially experiencing extre climate changes from this point.
The power of natural disaster even caused Hesintos to show a terrified expression.
"This might be the only situation where Loren dares to use the Heavenly Divine Punishnt."
Lanci looked at the Holy Astore Barrier, speaking with relief.
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