Chapter 254 -254-Just a Spar
Chapter 254 -254-Just a Spar
"How is that possible?!"
"A skill that terrifying actually dealt no damage at all??"
"Has Bunand’s strength really surpassed the limits of our understanding?!"
While the spectators in the stands were still buzzing with shock and disbelief, Bunand’s body suddenly began to scatter faint specks of starlight.
In that instant, his entire figure seemed to dissolve into countless tiny motes of light.
"What is happening?? Why is Bunand turning into this??"
The next moment, the rescue staff stationed below the arena immediately rushed onto the dueling platform and began examining his condition.
"Wait... what’s going on with Bunand? Why have all of his attribute points dropped to 1?!"
Under normal circumstances, even after suffering serious injuries, a person’s attribute points would not be affected.
And yet Bunand’s attributes had all been forcibly fixed at 1.
What did that mean?
It meant that even if he were completely healed, he would still be truly fragile. In fact, his physical condition would be far worse than that of an ordinary person.
Evelyn’s skill had directly turned him into a genuinely weak and delicate being.
No—he was even frailer than the frailest of women.
Caelan raised his head and looked toward Evelyn, activating [Eye of Insight] at the same time.
In the next instant, the status panel for [Magic Singularity] appeared before his eyes.
[Magic Singularity]
[Effect: After activation, it locks onto a target and determines the resulting effect based on the amount of magical energy gathered. At its strongest, it can permanently reduce all of the target’s attribute points to 1.]
Even Caelan could not help drawing in a sharp breath when he saw the skill’s effect.
He had to admit, [Magic Singularity] was truly terrifyingly powerful.
As expected of a skill possessed by the [Dark Titan]—it was indeed worthy of a Chosen One.
Unlike Caelan’s skills, which specialized in dealing direct damage, the [Dark Titan]’s abilities seemed more focused on inflicting various kinds of debuffs.
Of course, [Magic Singularity] was not completely impossible to counter.
The simplest example was that Caelan could use [Divine Mirror Dragonlord] to reflect the skill’s effect.
Meanwhile, on the dueling platform, the host had already declared Evelyn the victor. In the next second, thunderous cheers erupted from the stands and echoed throughout the entire Fallen Arena.
It was obvious that the audience had long since grown thoroughly disgusted with Bunand. Evelyn’s skill had given them a deep, genuine sense of satisfaction.
At the same time, Mind Demon King Shaki swept his gaze over Evelyn on the stage, astonishment flickering across his face.
"So the inheritor of the [Dark Titan] has appeared as well. It seems this world is finally about to become much more interesting."
The strength Caelan and Evelyn had displayed had already far exceeded Mind Demon King Shaki’s expectations. When combined with the frightening backgrounds behind both of them, the implications became even more significant.
If he could maintain a good relationship with them—or even forge an alliance—then it would be of tremendous help to the entire Mind Demon race.
It seemed the time had come to find an opportunity to win them over.
Back on the dueling platform, the battles that followed were still fierce and thrilling.
But after witnessing Caelan and Evelyn fight, the audience found the later matches somewhat dull and tasteless by comparison.
Even when blood was spilled and some contestants paid with their lives, the crowd still struggled to care.
In the Fallen Arena, every participant who stepped onto the stage had already signed a death waiver.
So even if someone died in battle, there would be no trouble afterward.
And under Mind Demon King Shaki’s deliberate arrangements, Caelan and Evelyn did not meet too early. Instead, they each faced different opponents.
The results were obvious.
Both Caelan and Evelyn advanced.
Every single contestant matched against them chose to surrender on the spot without exception.
Although the audience was deeply dissatisfied with those cowardly forfeits, they could still understand them.
After all, the power Caelan and Evelyn had shown was already far beyond what ordinary contestants could accept.
If defeat was guaranteed anyway, why bother going up there just to get injured?
But then the crowd realized something else.
These two humans were likely the sort of geniuses one might encounter only once in a hundred years.
With that thought, anticipation surged through the stands. Everyone began looking forward to the moment when those two would finally face each other.
Because so many contestants had forfeited, the rest of the tournament seemed to accelerate as though someone had pressed a fast-forward button.
Before long, the day’s duels had already reached the semifinals.
Yet even then, the opponents drawn against Caelan and Evelyn still chose to surrender at lightning speed.
Their reasoning was simple: competing for third place would still earn them a generous reward. As for first and second place, those two humans could fight over it themselves.
At that moment, the audience in the stands had already grown impatient.
Just when everyone thought the final match was about to begin, the person who stepped onto the stage was not Caelan or Evelyn—but the host.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the upcoming duel may very well be the most spectacular battle since the founding of our Fallen Arena!"
"I won’t waste any more words. Next, please immerse yourselves and enjoy this magnificent feast for the eyes and ears!"
"So who will be crowned the final champion? Let us wait and see!!"
The next instant, the stands exploded with deafening cheers.
Amid that tide of fervent excitement, the figures of Caelan and Evelyn finally stepped onto the dueling platform.
Even Evelyn could not help feeling a little stirred by the moment.
Almost subconsciously, she sought the opinion of Supreme Staff.
"How about... I try challenging Caelan?"
Although Evelyn and Caelan were allies, she still wanted to test him—to see what his true strength really was.
But upon hearing the suggestion, Supreme Staff rejected it without the slightest hesitation.
"Evelyn, stop daydreaming!"
"The current Caelan could kill you with a random set of sword techniques. If you hold anything back, you won’t even have the chance to surprise him."
Compared to Evelyn, Supreme Staff was clearly far more seasoned.
It knew exactly how strong Caelan was, and it also knew that he would give Evelyn at most a single chance to make her move.
Whether she could seize that chance or not would be critically important.
But now, even Supreme Staff was beginning to find Caelan’s strength hard to comprehend.
It was no longer even sure whether Evelyn still had that one and only opportunity to act.
As for Evelyn herself, she seemed completely unaware of how serious the situation was. Instead, when she looked at Caelan, her eyes blazed with intense fighting spirit.
"Senior Supreme Staff, I just want to spar with Caelan a little."
"Just once!"
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