At this moment, all eyes were now gazing upon the two liquid mana users since their presence alone is making most of them feel uncomfortable.
And then, in the next moment—
Kaelen and Varian ascended.
Their figures blurred as they shot toward the skies, leaving behind violent gusts of wind that shattered the already ruined battlefield below.
The moment they reached the upper airspace, they clashed once more.
A deafening explosion shook the sky.
Kaelen's sword streaked forward like a flash of lightning, but Varian's liquid mana surged, forming an ethereal barrier that deflected the blow at the last second.
Varian waved his hand, and in an instant, dozens of spears made from pure liquid mana materialized and launched at Kaelen with blinding speed.
Kaelen's eyes hardened as he twisted his body, narrowly avoiding the first spear before slicing apart the rest in a single fluid motion.
Varian's voice rang out as the shattered spears regenerated and re-formed midair before instantly redirecting toward Kaelen once again.
Kaelen raised his blade, but before he could completely react—
A spear pierced through his shoulder.
But Kaelen didn't falter.
He reappeared behind Varian, swinging his sword down in a lethal arc.
But Varian only scoffed as his liquid mana flared up and formed a defensive barrier.
Kaelen's sword struck.
The impact sent out a shockwave, but Varian remained unharmed as he countered with a powerful mana-infused palm strike.
Kaelen was sent flying backward, but he managed to regain control midair, stopping himself from spiraling out of the fight.
Varian smirked as he suddenly spoke.
"Pathetic. I thought you were something special."
Kaelen remained silent.
Varian rolled his shoulders, his liquid mana flowing effortlessly as if he had been wielding it for decades.
"You may have liquid mana," he taunted, "but you're nothing more than an amateur playing with a power beyond your grasp."
Kaelen's grip on his sword tightened.
And as if proving his words, Varian vanished and reappeared directly in front of him, a massive wave of liquid mana swirling in his palm.
Varian thrust his palm forward, and a colossal torrent of liquid mana burst forth, swallowing Kaelen whole.
The impact was devastating.
And Kaelen was sent crashing down like a meteor.
'Kaelen....' Lila thought in worry but she doesn't dare shift her attention from the battle she is having with Morris against Althea and the other Dragonyx member. But as for Varian, he slowly descended from the sky as he continued in contempt.
"That's all you amount to?"
His voice echoed across the battlefield, filled with mockery and disdain.
"You're just another failure—just like your parents."
Kaelen's vision blurred.
His body screamed in pain, his entire form battered and bruised.
"Your parents weren't even geniuses. Just a pair of pathetic traitors."
Something snapped in Kaelen.
The bitterness of his past—
The hatred for his family's betrayal—
They all merged into one.
A surge of power erupted from his core.
His liquid mana trembled.
His Formless Swordplay… shifted.
Varian's eyes widened in shock as Kaelen's liquid mana seamlessly merged with his sword techniques.
It was something that should have taken months—if not years—to achieve.
Kaelen had done it mid-battle.
And the very air around him cracked.
"You talk too much, Varian."
Varian wasn't smiling anymore.
And in a split second, they resumed exchanging blows as they went to the skies the second time.
And Kaelen wasn't just keeping up.
Varian's liquid mana lashed out like a tempest, each spell faster and sharper than before.
But Kaelen deflected, dodged, and retaliated—each swing of his sword carrying the terrifying weight of his merged Formless Swordplay and Liquid Mana.
CLANG! BOOM! SHIIIING!
Their relentless exchange shattered the skies as crimson and dark-blue streaks of mana danced through the air.
Varian, once smug, now had his brows furrowed as he thought.
'What…? This bastard—he's actually improving mid-battle?!'
Kaelen's attacks grew sharper.
But it wasn't enough.
He didn't just want to win—
He wanted Varian dead.
And then, without a second thought, Kaelen activated it.
"Armor of the Eternal Guardian."
Kaelen's entire body transformed.
A radiant royal blue armor materialized, wrapping around his form like a divine battle-suit.
The heavens trembled.
Varian's eyes widened in shock.
Varian gritted his teeth.
He raised his hands high.
Liquid mana flooded the skies—
And in an instant, his Mana Domain was unleashed.
A terrifying maelstrom of distorted mana erupted around them.
Reality itself bent as the world turned into a surreal nightmare of shifting space and time.
Kaelen felt it immediately.
The suffocating power—
Varian's Chaos Chambers wasn't just any mana domain.
It was the strongest domain Kaelen had encountered in the entire convention.
The very air twisted into ever-shifting mazes of solid and liquid mana, making it nearly impossible to predict where attacks would come from.
"Your Eternal Guardian means nothing here!" Varian roared.
He vanished—only to reappear behind Kaelen in an instant.
A massive spear of pure liquid chaos formed in his hand—
And with a single thrust, he aimed to skewer Kaelen's chest.
"You think this will stop me?"
"You are highly mistaken."
Calm. Unfazed. Absolute.
His drive to kill Varian burned brighter than any obstacle before him.
And as the spear of chaos closed in—
Kaelen took a step forward.
"Let's see whose trump card is stronger, Varian."
Kaelen pushed forward into the Chaos Chambers.
And the moment Kaelen stepped into the Chaos Chambers—
The battlefield shook.
His sword vibrated violently as he poured a massive torrent of liquid mana into it.
Golden arcs of energy crackled around him.
Overflowing with power.
He was preparing for it—
The final technique of the Divine Sword Series.
Varian's eyes widened in sheer horror as he muttered.
A deep, primal fear crawled up his spine—
His instincts screaming at him.
'STOP HIM! STOP HIM NOW!'
A golden tempest of destruction erupted.
A terrifying crescent of liquid mana-infused sword energy exploded forth—
Splitting the very air apart.
Varian barely had time to react.
The golden wave rushed toward him, unstoppable—
And in the blink of an eye—
Varian was cleaved in two.
Split from shoulder to waist in a perfect diagonal cut.
His face frozen in disbelief.
Before he could even finish his words—
And his lifeless halves fell from the sky.
The sheer force of Divine Wrath rippled outward—
Sweeping across the battlefield.
Too weak to withstand it—
Their bodies slamming into the ground, unconscious from the devastating shockwave.
The once chaotic battlefield—
"Did... Kaelen just—?"
The realization sank in.
Kaelen stood victorious.
Right after, Kaelen exhaled sharply, his body still tingling from the immense power he had just unleashed.
The battlefield was eerily quiet.
The air, thick with the scent of scorched mana and destruction.
A furious roar suddenly shattered the silence.
Kaelen's head snapped toward the sound—
Her eyes burned with hatred.
Her rage was tangible.
"YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT!"
Mana flaring violently.
Her entire body wrapped in chaos-infused energy, her dragonscale armor pulsing with power.
But before she could even reach him—
A sudden blast of cold erupted in the air.
Both Althea and her remaining teammate were encased in solid ice.
Their expressions frozen in shock.
Their rage, their movement—completely stopped. Follow current novᴇls on NovelHub(.)net
Morris muttered in disdain as Lightning rained down.
A powerful curtain of lightning descended from above—
Violent. Unforgiving. Absolute.
The frozen figures of Althea and her ally—
Fragments of ice and flesh crumbled onto the battlefield.
A cool voice echoed through the battlefield.
And saw Lila standing nearby, arms crossed.
Her icy blue eyes now going back to her usual light brown eyes.
Her demeanor—unbothered.
She looked down at the shattered remains of Althea and her teammate—
"If only you hadn't let your emotions cloud your judgment… You should never take your eyes off your opponent."
Her voice was almost bored.
Kaelen exhaled with an awkward chuckle.
That was Lila for you.