Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys Chapter 1558 - 536: Showdown (Part 4)
Previously on Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys...
One should remember that in clashes between the powerful, a brief hesitation—even just a single second or a mere tenth—can spell the difference between triumph and loss.
Hence, getting struck means the fight is basically over!
"Not dodging?" The onlookers cried out in surprise as they observed Rein's action.
"Isn’t this overly presumptuous?"
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"First Level Witchcraft Strong Wind Strike!"
"Second Level Witchcraft Gale Cutting!"
"Third Level Witchcraft Tornado Storm!"
"Fourth Level Witchcraft Hurricane Vortex!"
Dawn Killing Move "Storm’s Fury!"
A densely packed, brilliantly radiant tornado formed right before Pantoscoke.
Though this twister spanned only a handful of meters across, it swirled with innumerable razor-sharp Wind Blades inside, certain to rip any foe apart in an instant upon impact!
"Go!" Pantoscoke bellowed in fury!
This Wind Element Dawn Killing Move, ’Storm’s Fury,’ shot forward like a bolt of lightning toward Rein, who was now shrouded in poisonous mist!
Atop the viewing platform for the mighty.
"Hiss~ this... Pantoscoke has obviously lost his temper for real, Crown Reginald, are we truly staying out of it? Your companion, I'm worried..."
"This match appears to have become a true showdown!"
"I believe we ought not to step in, supposing Lord Rein possesses a way to fight back, it might disrupt a fair..." Perkins, who had wagered opposite Reginald, remarked with a wide grin.
It looked like the one speaking relished the spectacle somewhat.
"Eh? Did you catch that? What noise is that?"
The audience strained their ears, detecting a humming vibration rising from the depths of the poisonous haze.
In the instant that followed, the arena transformed abruptly!
A sleek dark silver metal disc churned through the toxic mist, bursting forth and smashing fiercely into Pantoscoke’s focused tornado!
"Boom!!!"
Impacted by the sudden force, ’Storm’s Fury’ detonated without warning!
A surging blast of white air, laced with myriad lethal Wind Blades, surged outward like an overwhelming tidal wave.
The protective Witch Array laid across the Royal Arena’s floor, walls, and columns shattered in sequence, evidently overwhelmed by the sudden surge of power.
The top portion of the mushroom-shaped cloud rocketed upward into the heavens for hundreds of meters.
Nearly half the residents of the Imperial City caught the thunderous blast and instinctively glanced toward the Imperial Palace.
"This... might it be yet another Evil God avatar invading to assault the Emperor?"
"Doesn’t feel like it, just a single boom. Previously, the rumbling went on for ages."
"Then what’s going on?"
...
The citizens, ignorant of the events, started buzzing with heated chatter.
"Roar!!!"
Before the debris fully cleared, a anguished dragon roar and the thud of a massive form crashing down echoed from the center.
"This... sounds like Hazas’s call."
The elite nobles in the stands traded looks, all holding their breath as they waited for the dust to dissipate, anxious to witness the duel’s result.
With the haze lifting.
Rein remained rooted in place, yet across from him, Pantoscoke knelt on one knee, his right hand pressed to his left flank where a deep gash had nearly severed half his body, and his enormous dragon ally Zalas fared even poorer!
The right wing’s flesh hung by barely a meter’s worth of tissue to the torso, while the dragon’s skull was crushed into the earth by Rein’s Mechanical Demon Dragon.
Even with relentless thrashing, it lacked the strength to break free.
Seeing this sight, the whole Royal Arena plunged into stunned quiet for a heartbeat!