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Due to the different angles they were positioned at, Elena and the others found it difficult to clearly see the scene wrapped in layers of thorns. However, Bu took advantage of the terrain, overlooking everything happening in the arena from a distance.
"It seems someone is trying to plot against the contestants under Sean Sterling's jurisdiction, which has angered him... Look over there, those three clueless fools. One of them appears to be one of Sean Sterling's people, I think his name is Brent."
However, it was evident that this was not the real person but rather a clone created by Sean Sterling using Mirror Clone. Elena licked her alluring lips and smiled at Balman and Hill, appearing to enjoy the spectacle.
"This Fellow is truly insane... In every Qualification Challenge throughout history, there have always been contestants who were secretly attacked or assassinated."
"Although we are Judges responsible for overseeing our respective contestants, we never interfere in the schemes and grudges among them. Yet this Fellow insists on meddling," Balman exclaimed loudly, seemingly quite displeased with Sean Sterling's actions.
As he spoke, a flicker of resentment and fear flashed in his gaze directed at Sean Sterling in mid-air, as if he had suffered some loss at his hands before and now found an opportunity to criticize him without holding back.
"Hmph... Come on, if something happened to Mu Yan and he was assassinated, would you not intervene? Would you pretend not to see?" Hill rolled his eyes at Balman's words, somewhat sarcastically.
"I... well..." Balman widened his eyes, wanting to say that of course he would intervene. However, upon meeting the knowing gazes of Elena and Hill, he ultimately lacked the courage to speak up. He opened his mouth but found himself at a loss for words.
"Alright, let's see how Xiao Xiao handles this matter," Elena said casually as she picked at her fingernails.
Just as she finished speaking, a hundred elite soldiers rushed in unison, accompanied by seven or eight Judges who arrived simultaneously. More contestants were also on their way.
"What on earth is going on? In the middle of the night, who is Sean Sterling fighting against?" asked a Judge with curly hair and a high nose wearing a golden headband.
Hill glanced back at him, intending to say that he wasn't quite sure either. However, before he could speak, they heard Sean Sterling's loud laughter echoing.
"Now that everyone is here, this farce should come to an end. Today I, Sean Sterling, kill for the sake of establishing my authority. Anyone who disagrees can come challenge me one-on-one." His voice resonated around them like thunder; everyone heard clearly as they looked at Sean Sterling floating in mid-air—some with fear in their eyes and others with indifferent expressions.
At that moment, the thorns surrounding Sean Sterling suddenly surged downward towards Bivis.
Bivis's brow glowed with a brilliant black light, almost shifting from black to white. The massive skull above him seemed almost solidified, its surface gathering dark radiance as if it were evolving into a fierce bony armor. His entire body convulsed, his face twisted in agony, the pain of his burning spirit pushing him to the brink of madness.
"If you want my life, I won't let you have it easily...!" Just as countless thick thorns surged toward him, the last flicker of clarity in Bivis's eyes vanished completely, plunging him into a frenzy, resembling a mad demon.
The giant skull that protected him suddenly shrank, condensing into a powerful surge of dense magical energy.
This magic was gathered from Bivis's burned Mental Power, comparable to Intermediate level 5 Mental Power, combined with the already level 5 Evil Spirit Protection. The total amount of magic condensed within was enough to reach the peak of level 5 magic.
Indeed, even Sean Sterling's Thorn Cage, without the enhancement of his terrifying eye technique, contained no more magical energy than this.
Everyone outside the battle circle felt a powerful force being born; this force was vast and carried the essence of Destruction. It bore a hint of madness, like a cornered beast fighting for its life.
The competitors rushing from afar stared wide-eyed, their minds shaken. Although they could not see the scene surrounded by layers of thorns, just sensing the two immense forces was enough to make their hearts race, and they dared not even breathe.
Under the varied expressions and gazes of the crowd, Sean Sterling smirked coldly, ignoring the frenzied Bivis and the black skull head imbued with overwhelming Destruction power. He controlled thousands of thick thorns to fiercely entangle downward, like millions of dragons whipping their tails or dark clouds swirling and gathering.
With this single strike, he aimed to strangle Bivis to death.
From atop a hill, it was clear that as the dense thorns viciously wrapped around, the black skull floating above Bivis suddenly enlarged.
All this happened in an instant, almost in the blink of an eye.
Moreover, at the moment when the black skull expanded, a surge of power akin to mountains collapsing and seas splitting erupted violently. Waves of energy formed by magic rippled outward like a tide.
At that moment, it felt as if the entire world had turned silent; time seemed to be held back by invisible hands, flowing slowly. Everyone, whether they could see or hear or not, felt their hearts skip a beat upon sensing this sudden explosion of powerful energy.
This eruption of power was Bivis's final strike at the cost of his life—a complete explosion that burned away his spirit and even his soul. In that moment, it seemed everyone could empathize with him, experiencing a sense of sorrow akin to witnessing the flower of life wilting away.
Sean Sterling's pupils constricted sharply, not expecting that the opponent had not only burned all of their Mental Power but also completely ignited their soul.
The spirit originates from the soul, but the soul is not easily moved.
Humans possess three souls and six spirits, which together form the soul; none can be missing. There are unparalleled strong beings whose divine might is overwhelming; as long as their soul remains intact, they can achieve immortality. The soul is even more important than the body; it is the essence of a person's life.
At this moment, the situation took a turn that exceeded Sean Sterling's expectations. An Intermediate Level 4 powerhouse, who had burned both their spirit and soul, was fighting with their life on the line. Their strength surged dramatically, posing a threat to him.
Sean Sterling had no time to think further, as the black skull suddenly exploded at that moment, and at the same time, Bivis's head burst apart, blood and flesh flying everywhere.
The magical energy that had spread out and shaken the thorns became even more violent. At the center of the skull's explosion, a shockwave surged outward, causing thorns to shatter and the ground to upheave.
"What a powerful force... someone has actually burned their soul. This power is terrifying even to me." The ground trembled, and fierce winds howled. Balman’s expression changed as he leaped into the air to look inside, only to see chaos and destruction—thorns flying and the ground rolling up like a wall.
The powerful energy shockwave expanded outward in a spherical shape at an astonishing speed. In an instant, Sean Sterling realized that even if he exerted all his effort to cast Levitation and rise into the air, it would be difficult to avoid being swept away by this shockwave.
He had to admit that this time he had overestimated himself. An Intermediate Level 4 Dark Mage was usually easy for Sean Sterling to handle effortlessly. However, this time he had shot himself in the foot.
If at the beginning Sean Sterling had acted without reservation and quickly dealt with Bivis as he did with the middle-aged woman from the Star Moon Alliance, Bivis would not have had the chance to burn his soul. Even with Level 5 magic Evil Spirit Protection and burning Mental Power, it would have been difficult for Bivis to withstand Sean Sterling's full force.
Unfortunately, in his desire to establish authority and intimidate others so they would not dare to challenge him again, Sean Sterling chose to wait and hold back.
It was precisely this restraint that gave Bivis the opportunity to burn his soul.
As the saying goes, a cornered dog will jump over the wall; under such mockery and pressure from Sean Sterling, Bivis could not bear the psychological stress of death and ultimately went mad in desperation. This outcome was something Sean Sterling had not anticipated either.
"White Eyes: Outer Wind." Just as the shockwave was about to strike, Sean Sterling's left eye shone with blinding white light. He pointed with his right hand and shouted in a voice that sounded like thunder from a clear sky.
All the Judges present were taken aback, even Elena raised her eyebrows slightly, showing a hint of surprise. Balman’s eyelids twitched, and he touched his bald head with a look of apprehension.
White Eyes, an external technique, is one of Sean Sterling's seven powerful skills. He learned this extraordinary art after inheriting it from a senior expert during an adventure in his early years.
Although this technique belongs to the realm of magic, it approaches the Dao, subtly reflecting the shadows of the Unified Era of Huabao's teachings.
However, in today's Fran Continent, magic is unified, and the Dao does not exist. Although this technique is powerful, it is only comparable to Arcane magic and cannot reach the heights of divine arts. Therefore, it fails to attract the attention of many formidable old monsters who might seek to seize it.
Sean Sterling, having acquired White Eyes and inherited its techniques, possesses great fortune. Among Intermediate Level 5 practitioners, he is considered a top-tier existence. The White Eye Seven Techniques are renowned within Holy Light Academy.
Almost as soon as Sean Sterling's voice fell, a fierce wind suddenly erupted above his outstretched fingers. Intense magical energy gathered, forming swirling winds that created arcs of electricity due to the rapid wind speed, accompanied by continuous thunderous sounds.
"Wind Descend!" As the gale surged, Sean Sterling did not hesitate. Just as the shockwave was about to strike him, fierce winds howled past him like a dragon formed from the gales. The dragon's head and body surged toward the shockwave in the direction of Sean Sterling's finger, while its tail twisted and dragged into the clouds above, resembling a descending wind that coalesced into a dragon.
This scene left Bu stunned with wide eyes.
What incredible power! An Intermediate Level 5 magician possesses such ability to manipulate the elements? With his own strength, he could create such a formidable tornado in an instant, showcasing astonishing might.
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