Chapter 222: Chapter222-The Fourth Seal of the Godslayer Staff
“Now it’s your turn.”
After Owen unleashed his aura, Leslie immediately withdrew her spear and returned to Owen’s side, flashing him a smile.
She casually began stroking Seraphina’s snake head, as if killing Taylor, a grandmaster-tier mage, had been nothing more than a trivial task.
Owen nodded, still somewhat surprised by the power Leslie had displayed.
Although he knew that with the aid of the World Tree’s drops, the Order of Life, and the enhancements from the Dark Tower, Leslie’s strength had significantly increased, reaching master-tier and transforming her combat ability, he hadn’t expected her to defeat Taylor with a single strike.
Owen’s talent was indeed exceptional, but Leslie was proving to be just as extraordinary.
Taking a deep breath, Owen turned all his attention to Pyrothrone King.
It was time to settle things.
In an instant, the chilling killing intent caused the air to tremble, forming a massive domain that enclosed both Owen and Pyrothrone King. Any mage nearby was forced to retreat.
The previously crowded scene suddenly emptied, leaving only Owen and Pyrothrone King, like two beasts meeting on a narrow path.
Those who had been eagerly awaiting the battle between Owen and Pyrothrone King immediately focused all their attention on the Academy City projection.
Leslie’s fight with Taylor had already shown them the extraordinary talents of the continent’s geniuses.
Owen was also a master-tier mage, but could he truly match Pyrothrone King?
If he managed to hold his ground for even a short while, it would be a historic achievement.
After all, no non-god-tier mage had ever challenged a god-tier mage.
God-tier mages were the pinnacle of magical prowess, legendary figures in their own right.
Reaching god-tier meant that a mage had no weaknesses and possessed absolute power.
Whether a faction had a god-tier mage was the defining factor in its standing.
But now, Owen, a master-tier mage, was boldly challenging Pyrothrone King. This provoked shock and disbelief in many.
Some lower-tier mages hoped Owen would achieve a miracle, while most of the stronger mages, knowing the immense gap between tiers, couldn’t understand where Owen’s confidence came from.
As everyone held their breath, Pyrothrone King glared at Owen, his expression twisted with fury.
“Challenging me today will be the most regretful and desperate decision of your life!”
“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you right away. You’ll watch as the one you care about becomes my slave, and you too will serve me for eternity, until your spirit crumbles into dust!”
A tidal wave of anger surged from Pyrothrone King.
His body began to melt like magma, billowing smoke rising from him as intense heat filled the air, causing it to crackle and burn.
His molten form spread out in all directions, turning everything it touched into boiling magma.
Even the sky turned a deep red, as if ablaze with fiery clouds.
The light from above felt like scorching needles, burning skin and causing it to dry and crack.
“The power of a god—today, you’ll witness it firsthand!”
As the landscape transformed into a world of lava under Pyrothrone King’s control, his voice echoed through the suffocating heat.
Within a radius of several miles, the land became a fiery wasteland, the air so dry that it felt like a knife slicing through lungs with each breath.
In this inferno, other forms of mana were nearly extinguished, leaving only the dense presence of fire elements.
Owen’s eyes narrowed as he witnessed the drastic change.
Although he knew that god-tier mages could control entire realms like creators, seeing the rapid transformation into a magma-filled world still made his scalp tingle.
Even his own body felt as though it were on the verge of melting under the oppressive heat.
“Pyrothrone King isn’t holding back at all. He’s going straight for the kill.”
“The power of a god-tier mage is truly terrifying. The capital is practically a volcano now!”
Even the mages who had retreated a safe distance away looked on in horror at the Pyrothrone King’s display of power.
Although they were inhabitants of Middle Earth, god-tier mages were extremely rare, only appearing once in several centuries. Most mages had never seen one in action before.
Now, witnessing Pyrothrone King’s god-tier strength firsthand, they could only imagine how quickly they would have been vaporized or turned to magma if they had been caught in the battle.
Otto, the Gold Dragon King, and the Bone Dragon King watched Owen with growing concern.
Seeing the molten landscape unfold before them, a deep sense of worry settled in their hearts.
The three kings exchanged glances, quietly gathering their strength.
If Owen couldn’t handle the situation and was severely injured, they would intervene immediately to save him.
However, while they were preparing in secret, the Four Great Generals, who had surrounded the battlefield, were also on high alert, keeping a close eye on the three kings.
In their eyes, Pyrothrone King’s victory was assured, and the only potential threat was if the three kings intervened.
They were ready to act at the slightest movement from the kings, determined to prevent them from rescuing Owen.
Today, Owen must die!
Gurgle…
Bubbles rose from the boiling magma, bursting with dark smoke and radiating an aura of extreme danger.
Standing in the middle of it all, Pyrothrone King felt invincible, as if he were the supreme ruler of this realm.
Owen’s figure seemed to shrink in his eyes.
Eager to capture Owen, Pyrothrone King willed the surging waves of molten lava to crash toward Owen, sealing him in place.
Boom!
The next moment, the magma, capable of instantly killing a sage-tier mage, engulfed Owen.
The sound of scorching flesh echoed as the magma corroded something resistant to its heat.
But just as Pyrothrone King’s smile began to form, it froze on his face.
His burning eyes peered through the molten flow, seeing Owen clearly.
Owen stood there, calm and unscathed, his clothes untouched by the magma. In his hand, he held the Godslayer Staff, which emitted a dark golden light, forming a protective shield around him.
Even though the magma was infused with Pyrothrone King’s divine power, it couldn’t penetrate the shield.
“Impossible! The Godslayer Staff is powerful, but the one you hold is incomplete!”
Pyrothrone King’s heart raced with disbelief as he stared at Owen.
Owen responded with a cold smile.
Indeed, the incomplete Godslayer Staff couldn’t have withstood a god-tier mage’s divine power.
But now, the Godslayer Staff had unlocked its fourth seal!
That’s right, just before the battle, Owen had used the Holy Water to unlock the fourth seal of the Godslayer Staff.
And with the fourth seal came a new ability—Slaying God.
[Slaying God]: Increases combat power tenfold when facing a god-tier mage!
This simple yet brutally effective skill was perfectly aligned with the Godslayer Staff’s name.
As long as Owen’s opponent was a god-tier mage, the staff would amplify his strength by ten times!
Though Owen’s current power wasn’t enough to match a god-tier mage, with the Godslayer Staff’s boost, he now had the strength to fight one.
This was the source of his confidence.
After all, the Godslayer Staff was a weapon designed for Slaying Gods!
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