Ember Dragon Novel Chapter 490: The Final Battle

Chapter 490: Chapter 490: The Final Battle

Chapter 490: The Final Battle

"S-God is amazing!"

"Battle Maniac Bro is going down!"

"Damn, the aerial advantage is too much—Battle Maniac Bro has no way to fight back!"

"No choice, it’s a class counter."

Cheers and discussions erupted from the audience stands—it was the first match of the Round of 32.

"Aaaah—"

In the center of the arena, Born Battle Maniac let out a sky-shaking roar, his entire body drenched in blood, riddled with countless arrows.

His chest, arms, back, and thighs—there was hardly a spot on him that remained unscathed. Yet, despite this, the berserker still glared furiously at his airborne opponent.

"Roar—"

With the last of his strength, he hurled his great axe into the sky, but the wyvern knight simply ascended slightly, dodging it with ease.

"Clang—"

The axe crashed into the ground, embedding itself deep in the earth.

And yet, another arrow whistled through the air, piercing straight into Born Battle Maniac’s chest, directly impaling his frantically beating heart.

He let out an unwilling roar, but in the end, he fell backward.

There was no other outco.

Born Battle Maniac had already given it his all in this match, but his opponent was Singo—and as a teammate, Singo knew him far too well.

Throughout the entire battle, Singo played conservatively.

He constantly circled in the sky, whittling down Born Battle Maniac’s health with relentless arrow fire, eventually kiting him to death.

anwhile, Born Battle Maniac desperately sought opportunities to strike back, but Singo’s exceptional riding skills never gave him the chance to close the distance.

Sitting atop his wyvern, Singo looked down at the fallen berserker and murmured, "Sorry, Berserker, but this is a competition."

The comntator announced, "Let’s congratulate Singo on another victory!"

"S-God is unstoppable!"

"Who said S-God couldn’t beat Berserker?"

"Tch, Singo is only good at kiting from the sky—his matches are boring as hell."

"So shaless."

"Yeah, wait till Frenzy Bro puts him in his place."

"This is esports. As long as the strategy is within the rules, winning is all that matters. You guys—"

For controversial players like Singo, the fights in the audience were sotis just as intense as those in the arena.

Round of 16, Match 4.

Sumr Night Autumn Rain hovered mid-air, golden eyes blazing with fire.

Firewall!

"Boom!"

With the sound of the air igniting, a scorching wall of flas erupted from the ground, blocking her front.

However, the massive armor suit charged straight through, its surface covered by a spherical force field shield, the thrusters on its back erupting with energy.

The chainsaw sword on its right arm spun wildly as it slashed downward.

Sumr Night Autumn Rain’s eyes flickered. Flas danced across her robe as her figure beca illusory.

Fire Leap.

A pillar of fla burst dozens of ters away, condensing into Sumr Night Autumn Rain’s form.

"Buzz—"

Iron Frenzy’s chainsaw sword struck empty air, instead biting into the ground, sending shattered rocks flying.

"Oh? You actually dodged?"

Iron Frenzy sounded intrigued, but he didn’t stop attacking. He turned his armor, extending his left arm.

The cannon muzzle glowed with terrifying energy, crackling with lightning.

"Boom—"

A thick lightning beam ripped through the air, surging straight toward Sumr Night Autumn Rain.

Her expression shifted. She raised both hands, conjuring a do-like fire shield.

"Sizzle—"

Lightning and flas clashed, canceling each other out with explosions, sending dazzling sparks and arcs of electricity flying.

Steam hissed from Iron Frenzy’s armor, the power core within flashing with energy.

Not only was he firing lightning, but he had also activated his thrusters, rapidly closing the distance to Sumr Night Autumn Rain.

As a Dragon Pact Sorcerer, Sumr Night Autumn Rain’s spellcasting was incredibly potent, but Iron Frenzy had spent over a hundred gold coins on energy minerals this ti.

His newly upgraded Oga Energy Armor alone had cost tens of thousands of gold coins—an investnt worthy of a modern-day warrior.

This was the power of wealth.

"Crack."

With a crisp shattering sound, the fire shield finally reached its limit and collapsed.

Sumr Night Autumn Rain attempted another Fire Leap, but the lightning beam swept across her, piercing her body, sending arcs of electricity surging across her form.

Suddenly, a massive shadow lood over her—it was Iron Frenzy, now right in front of her, chainsaw sword raised high.

"Pardon ."

"Buzz—"

"Let’s congratulate Iron Frenzy on the victory!"

"That was brutal... my poor Autumn Rain."

"Frenzy Bro is insane!"

"Flesh is weak—chanical ascension!"

"Frenzy Bro’s fights are way more exciting. Crush Singo in the finals!"

"Singo eliminates Born Battle Maniac!"

"Mage vs. Sorcerer! Royal Authority’s Vice President Windcloud falls to Sumr Night Autumn Rain!"

"Iron Frenzy steamrolls another opponent—one step closer to the championship!"

"Charlotte uses a Banish Undead scroll to eliminate Rainy Fortress, avenging Vice President Mingyue!"

"Iron Frenzy continues his ruthless streak, cutting Sumr Night Autumn Rain in half with his chainsaw sword, leaving fans heartbroken!"

"Singo shoots a Spellbreaker Arrow through Charlotte’s heart, advancing to the semi-finals—the last mage has fallen!"

As the elimination rounds progressed, forum discussions beca more heated than ever, pushing the competition’s popularity to its peak.

Even players who couldn’t participate could instantly watch match recordings online and argue with rival fans.

As the tournant advanced, fewer and fewer players remained in the contestant seats.

At this stage, no one would surrender willingly. Every match was a fight to the bitter end.

These professional players showcased their full arsenal of skills, each battle more thrilling than the last.

Not only were players glued to their screens, but even Imperial citizens who had purchased tickets were utterly captivated.

Given the Empire’s martial culture, these battles were wildly popular—so even profited by selling recording stones of the fights.

"The finals of the Empire’s first Gladiator Tournant are about to begin!"

"The ultimate showdown!"

"A battle between the strongest guild leader and the strongest solo player!"

In the end, only two contenders remained:

The leader of the [Machine Cult], manager of the Klauber Armory Group, and Level 8 Oga Engineer—Iron Frenzy.

And the strongest solo player in "Erezaghe