The fights that were still ongoing elsewhere also paused for a mont as shocked gaze after gaze looked towards the top stone platform. Compared to the battle there, the rest of them really looked like little kids.
When they saw Drake being struck down from the air, all of them could not help but swallow again and again, terror now filling their gazes when they looked towards the prince.
No one had expected Ezra's battle power to be so overwhelming.
It was at that ti when Ezra Zephyr stopped. He detached his spiritual energy and stepped towards a side to get a better view of the remaining platforms.
His sole figure at the edge was engulfed by multitudinous gazes, everyone wondered about what this man was thinking.
"You bastard!" Drake slurred as he hit his palm on the ground and stood by the pushing force.
The prince of Bloodfang Kingdom gave him a tentative look through his shoulders. All of a sudden, Ezra's smirking face turned grave.
"Chain of Chaos." Said Ezra.
The 2nd circle spell ca into play as 4 formation circles were ford, Drake's eyes widened when he looked at them. He knew what they were capable of, his very own colleague Paul Channa was caught by this spell and couldn't free himself until he was slamd on the 8th floor.
4 chains ca out of the circles, their target was none other than the people's proclaid strongest outer disciple of Spirit Devouring Mountain.
The chains were forged by nothing but spiritual energy, they tooled their way with thundering crackles.
Drake understood and jumped into the sky, he probed the limited area he has to avoid the chains. But to his demise, the golden platform was finite.
Seeing no other chance to escape, he gritted his teeth and cried hotly. "These miserable chains won't work against ."
The prince gazed at Drake with an unknown irritation varnishing his face.
"Then stop running like a boorish pig and destroy them." Ezra said indifferently.
"I'll grant your wish!" Drake smirked.
He expanded his fingers and Green Eagle Sword flitted into his hand. He waved the sword ferociously and four gashes of green spiritual energy were released, each with the aim of destroying the chain.
Both spiritual attacks quickly collided and four explosions resounded.
~BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM~
At the collision, a strange vapour covered the area, murking the outco of the collision.
Nobody yet batted an eye and sothing ca out, tearing the murkiness. To be accurate, that sothing was 4 separate things, 4 chains.
The attack of Drake couldn't destroy the spell of Ezra.
Drake panicked as he raised his sword again. "Cyclone Ordinance, Double Sword."
A terrifying amount of spiritual energy madly gathered around and in no ti two giant swords ca into existence above Drake, it was the sa Gamma layer technique that he used before. However, this ti he called out two swords.
Drake moved and the swords descended onto the four chains, and within a blink. The swords cleanly divided the 4 chains and destroyed them.
"Haha, you saw that?" Drake laughed.
The prince sighed. "Such a fucking downer." He exhaled.
Drake's eyebrows twitched when he witnessed Ezra's disappointing face.
Drake was still affected by the technique he used, he has yet to firm his feet when noticed sothing glittering in black and red behind him.
He wheeled his head to see the better of it and found 4 new formation circles.
"Huh!?" He was astounded, he just destroyed the spell a second ago, how can one cast another spell so fast? He asked himself.I think you should take a look at
~CRACKLE CRACKLE~
The chains ca, and his instincts kicked in but before he could do anything. One chain maliciously caught his ankle.
Ezra moved his hand a little and the chain dragged Drake with unopposing power.
Drake's one hand wielded the Green Eagle Sword, he stabbed it nurous tis but the result always ca in failure.
He used his spiritual energy to diffuse the chain but that didn't work as well.
~BHAAM~
The body of Drake was slamd into the ground.
"Argh... you rascal..." he spat blood and insults.
~BHAM BHAAM BHAM~
The other disciples had fingers in their mouths as they were watching the infamous Drake Tubble of the proud Tubble clan being bashed.
Ezra smashed Drake on the golden platform like a washerman beats dirty cloth on a stone.
Blood dripped from Drake as he half-consciously looked at Ezra Zephyr.
The prince moved his hand slightly and the remaining three chains ca into play, each chain held one limb of Drake.
The circles were made in mid-air, these chains contained Chaos spiritual energy. If Ezra had wanted, he could have ground Drake by using these chains, but he had other plans.
Drake Tubble was hanged by his wrists and ankles, his white dress changed into red and brown as blood and dirt assaulted its cleanness.
Even the hegemons on the spiritual energy tree were baffled as they looked at the scene without blinking for once.
Ezra looked at the 10,000 platforms from the very top and opened his mouth.
"This sect is full of weak shit."
"..."
Quietness befell upon the outer mountains, no one was willing to admit that Ezra Zephyr would say sothing like that. Not even Naran disciples.
"Well, that's one bizarre obiter dictum!" Said the man on 1st branch as he gently stroked his well maintained shiny white hair. He was none other than Master Antero of Arcane Wizardly Peak.
Master Tarar smiled angrily. "He ought to be killed."
"And why should he be?" Asked Master Uxama.
"He disrespected the sect." Master Tarar replied.
Master Uxama laughed gently. "Have you forgotten what Master Franco had done at his peak ceremony?"
Tarar sighed. "The rumours were so true that I who ca later heard it, he spat on an elder and peed on the golden platform."
"And what punishnt did he receive?" Uxama asked.
"Nothing because the old peak master of Divine Demon Peak saved him." Answered Tarar with an unsatisfied tone.
"Correct! This is Spirit Devouring Mountain. Only strength matters here, if you show your strength and get a backer, you might live after committing blasphemy."
Master Franco on the other side scratched his head in embarrassnt.
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