The burly man didn’t flinch. Instead, a cold, calculating smile spread across his face as his sharp eyes locked onto Zayen.
"Kid, now that you are here, why don’t you spare yourself the pain and hand over the Primordial Star Core Fragnt?"
The burly man slamd the massive hamr onto the ground.
Boom!
The impact echoed through the ancient ruins like thunder, sending cracks spider-webbing across the stone floor as dust and fragnts of rubble scattered into the air.
His deep voice reverberated through the shattered tower remains.
Zayen’s lips curled into a faint smile. He looked at the burly man in front of him calmly, his expression barely changing.
His gaze slowly swept across the burly man’s body—from the massive hamr to the thick arms holding it and finally to the man’s confident grin.
As Zayen observed him, he felt a very strange aura coming from the burly man—sothing he couldn’t quite explain.
It was unfamiliar, yet at the sa ti strangely recognizable.
For a mont, Zayen’s eyes narrowed slightly.
He had felt a similar aura before.
Hou Jinhai.
Yes... The feeling was sowhat similar to the aura he had sensed from Hou Jinhai’s body.
But there was also a clear difference.
Hou Jinhai’s aura carried an intense fighting spirit, like a blazing battlefield warrior who grew stronger the more he fought.
The burly man in front of him, however, felt completely different.
The aura around him was violent... unstable... and sharp.
It was as if lightning itself was flowing through every part of his body.
Not just around him—but inside him.
His muscles twitched faintly, small arcs of static crackling along the surface of the massive hamr he held.
The surrounding air even gave off faint snapping sounds.
Crackle... crackle...
Zayen imdiately understood.
A lightning-type ability.
The burly man noticed Zayen staring at him and sneered.
"What? Never seen soone stronger than you before?" The burly man looked at Zayen and said coldly.
He slowly lifted the massive hamr from the ground. As it rose, faint arcs of electricity began to dance across the weapon’s surface.
Crack!
A bolt of lightning suddenly burst from the hamrhead and struck the ground beside him, blasting a small crater into the stone.
"Last chance, kid. Hand over the Primordial Star Core Fragnt...or I’ll turn you into charcoal." The burly man tightened his grip on his massive hamr and said coldly.
Zayen looked at the lightning dancing across the hamr and sighed softly. "You want it? Why don’t you co and get it yourself?"
His tone was calm, almost lazy, as if he were speaking about sothing trivial rather than a treasure countless players were desperately searching for.
For a brief mont, the ruins fell silent.
Then the burly man’s grin slowly widened.
"Hah... hahahaha!"
A wild laugh burst from his mouth, echoing through the shattered tower remains.
"Good! Very good!"
He slamd the massive hamr against his shoulder, arcs of lightning bursting from the tal head and crawling along his arms.
The air around him suddenly crackled violently.
Crackle! Crackle!
Thin streaks of lightning shot across the ground beneath his feet, scorching the ancient stone.
His eyes locked onto Zayen like a predator staring at prey.
"Then don’t bla for what happens next!" the burly man roared.
Lightning suddenly erupted violently around his body, crawling across the hamr like living thunder.
He lifted the hamr high into the air, and the next intense lightning suddenly exploded around his body.
BOOM!
"Rember this!" He pointed the hamr at Zayen.
"The one who will kill you is Ragnar Thorson, an apostle chosen by Thor—the god of thunder, storm, and strength!"
The ground beneath him shattered as his body shot forward like a thunderbolt.
His speed was terrifying.
In the blink of an eye, he had already crossed half the distance between them, the massive hamr roaring through the air as lightning spiraled around it.
"Die!!"
The hamr ca crashing down toward Zayen with overwhelming force.
But just before the strike landed—
Zayen’s figure suddenly moves.
Whoosh!
He vanished from where he stood.
The hamr smashed into the ground.
BOOOOM!!
The ruins shook violently as stone shattered and dust exploded outward.
Zayen’s figure reappeared a few ters away from Ragnar Thorson, his stance calm and composed despite the ruins trembling around them.
An Apostle...
The thought crossed his mind with startling clarity. No wonder the aura he had sensed earlier was so strange, so powerful. This wasn’t just any player—this man was like him, chosen by a god, a true Apostle.
Zayen’s eyes narrowed slightly, scanning Ragnar’s posture, the way the lightning danced across the massive hamr, and the crackling energy that made the air feel alive with electricity.
Ragnar’s grin didn’t falter. In fact, it widened further.
"Finally!" he bellowed, his voice booming through the shattered ruins. "Soone worthy to fight !"
Lightning crackled along the edges of his hamr, arcs jumping outward and scorching the ground around him. "I thought I’d have to deal with weaklings the entire way, but it seems the Primordial Star Core Fragnt has brought soone interesting."
Zayen’s lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
So he’s an Apostle too...
Since coming to the Endless Forest, he had expected strong opponents, but this was his first ti facing another Apostle.
The realization sent a thrill coursing through him—a spark of excitent that made his blood run faster.
He studied Ragnar carefully, taking in the raw, untad power radiating from the man. Lightning danced along his massive hamr, the air itself seeming to hum with the Apostle’s presence. Every movent Ragnar made carried the weight of divine selection, the authority of a god-chosen warrior.
Without wasting any more words, Ragnar Thorson slamd his massive foot onto the cracked stone floor.
BOOM!
The impact sent shockwaves through the ruins, cracks spiderwebbing outward from the point of contact. Dust and debris exploded into the air, and the very ground beneath Zayen trembled.
Ragnar didn’t pause. With a terrifying roar, he shifted his stride, propelling his body forward like a living lightning bolt. Every movent carried imnse force, his hamr arcing behind him, electricity crackling violently along its surface.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The speed was incomprehensible—faster than the eye could follow. Lightning hissed through the air with every step, scorching the ruined plaza around him as he closed the distance.
Zayen didn’t hesitate. In a fluid motion, he drew both blades—Blacksteel Katana in his right hand, Crimson Eclipse in his left.
The air seed to tremble as the two swords sliced through it, faint trails of black and crimson light marking his movent.
Without a mont’s pause, Zayen lunged forward. His stride was precise, almost predatory, closing the distance toward Ragnar Thorson.
The ground beneath him barely held against the force of his movent. Dust and shattered stone erupted around his feet, yet his figure remained steady, controlled, and unshakable.
Lightning arced violently across Ragnar’s massive hamr as he t Zayen head-on, his roar echoing through the ruins.
Ragnar’s eyes glinted with fierce excitent. "Co! Show what you’ve got, kid!"
Zayen’s calm voice cut through the storm. "Don’t hold back either. I want to see your true power."
Lightning arced violently across Ragnar’s massive hamr as he t Zayen head-on, his roar echoing through the ruins.
"You won’t escape this ti!" Ragnar bellowed, swinging the hamr in a downward arc with godlike force.
Zayen’s eyes narrowed. With a calm flick of his wrists, Blacksteel Katana t the hamr with a tallic CLANG, while Crimson Eclipse traced a sharp slash through the air, aiming to exploit any opening Ragnar left.
The collision of steel and lightning sent sparks flying, the shockwave blowing dust and debris across the plaza.
Zayen’s mind worked in a flash, analyzing Ragnar’s movents, the flow of electricity, and the timing of the hamr swings.
Ragnar Thorson’s hamr swung downward again, arcs of lightning snapping violently along its surface. The roar of thunder followed the strike, shaking the ruins like a storm had fallen to earth.
Zayen’s body flickered. Blacksteel Katana deflected the hamr’s edge with a sharp tallic CLANG, while Crimson Eclipse slashed toward Ragnar’s exposed shoulder.
CRACK! Lightning arced from the hamr, eting Crimson Eclipse midair. Sparks exploded, illuminating Zayen’s calm expression as Ragnar staggered slightly under the force.
But Ragnar wasn’t finished. He twisted his body with incredible agility, his hamr sweeping in a wide, brutal arc. Lightning surged across the plaza floor, scorching the stone where it passed.
A golden dagger suddenly appears in front of Zayen and shoots toward Ragnar at a very fast speed. Seeing the golden coming towards him, Ragnar moves his body and dodges the dagger.
A golden dagger suddenly appeared in front of Zayen and shot toward Ragnar at incredible speed. Seeing the golden dagger coming toward him, Ragnar twisted his body and dodged.
The dagger whizzed past his ear, slicing a few strands of hair, and in the next mont, his expression abruptly changed.
Zayen’s figure in front of him suddenly vanished into thin air.
Before Ragnar could even react, Zayen reappeared behind him in the blink of an eye. He struck with both blades, aiming at Ragnar’s back, but Ragnar reacted instantly.
A massive hand swung the hamr upward, catching the attack mid-strike. Sparks flew as steel t tal, the force sending shockwaves rippling through the ruins.
Ragnar’s eyes widened for just a heartbeat, a flash of surprise crossing his features—but it vanished instantly, replaced by a fierce, calculating grin.
The hamr caught both blades mid-air, lightning arcing wildly along its surface. Sparks exploded in every direction, sending shards of stone and dust flying across the ruins. The shockwave rattled the air, and the echo of tal clashing with lightning reverberated like thunder.
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