As unleashed waves of water and a storm of liquid spears, smothering the searing magma across the battlefield. The molten flow lost its fiery edge, cooling visibly. Ragnor''s face twisted in surprise for a moment, and his soldiers mirrored his reaction, though their determination remained firm. The battle was on, and they pushed forward, relying on their greater numbers.


    As shot ahead, his body crackling with water and lightning energy that boosted his every move. The Mountain Leaper Bands on his wrist powered him forward in explosive bursts. Beside him, Morganna ran with her scythe ready. She cast a fleeting nce his way, her usual faint smile shing—cool and confident, with a hint of the bloodlust that gleamed in her eyes.


    The Vampire Queen surged ahead, ignoring the enemy''smander entirely as she hunted for her targets. But before she could strike, something zipped past her and smashed into an enemy soldier''s chest with brutal force.


    It was Mira. The rabbit-eared gardener darted into the chaos, her crimson eyes burning with intensity. Wielding her hoe like a weapon of precision, she moved with uncanny speed, slipping through attacks as if untouchable. Each swing of her de-like tool ended another life, leaving a growing trail of bodies in her wake.


    Farther off, another figure hurled into the air with an unhinged scream. Mid-flight, his body warped grotesquely, morphing into a massive form cloaked in writhing shadows. Raze had joined the fray.


    He mmed into the enemy ranks like a wrecking ball, scattering soldiers on impact. His roar thundered across the battlefield, veins bulging as shadowy tendrilsshed out.


    The ground quaked beneath him, and the sheer force of his presence sent waves of fear rippling through the opposing troops. Several faltered, their resolve wavering under his ferocious disy.


    Raze didn''t hesitate, unleashing a torrent of devastating punches in every direction. He seized one unlucky soldier, lifting them effortlessly before mming them into the ground with bone-crushing force. The earth trembled under the impact, and Raze''s fists kept pounding relentlessly until the soldier''s body was driven deep into the dirt.


    Enemy troops swarmed him, attacking from all sides in a frantic bid to take him down. But Raze seemed impervious to their strikes, shrugging off the blows without flinching. Each attack he absorbed only fueled his fury. He retaliated with raw, unrestrained power, his fists smashing through the chaos like wrecking hammers. Every swing shattered bones and courage alike, leaving anyone who dared approach him crushed in body and spirit.


    As surged forward, closing the distance between himself and Ragnor, the opposing Lord. The decision of his elite subordinates to hold back, leaving him to face Ragnor alone, was a testament to the gravity of the challenge before them. This battle was anything but simple—it demanded everything As had and more.


    With his spear in hand, As moved at an incredible speed, the water and lightning elements swirling around him like an untamed storm. He could feel the abundant elemental particles saturating the battlefield, but as he moved closer to Ragnor, it was as though they were momentarily disrupted, their flow distorted.


    As closed his eyes, centering himself. This wasn''t new to him—he had fought many battles blind before. With his upgraded abilities sharpening his senses, he felt ready for whatever Ragnor would unleash. The sh ahead would define the course of the battle.


    Ragnor greeted As with a fierce grin, charging forward with startling speed. Despite the massive size of his greathammer, his swings were quick and punishing, each one sending tremors through the ground.


    As dodged nimbly, leaping back and weaving under the crushing blows with fluid precision. Spotting an opening, he spun his spear and shed at Ragnor''s side, aiming to exploit a gap in his defense.@@novelbin@@


    Ragnor reacted immediately, dropping his arm to block the strike with the t edge of his greathammer. The sh of metal rang out, but As didn''t pause. He pressed forward,unching a rapid series of strikes. Each thrust, swing, and sh was met with skillful deflections, Ragnor using different parts of his colossal weapon to parry the relentless assault.


    Their battle was a breathtaking disy of power and precision, every exchange lighting the battlefield with sparks. The intensity mounted until Ragnor unleashed a heavy counter strike. As sprang backward just in time, avoiding the devastating blow. Without hesitation, he called forth his spirit beast, summoning it into the fray in a brilliant sh.


    "Zefyros!"


    The water beast materialized.


    CREAAKKKK!


    A massive surge of water, crackling with electricity, erupted toward Ragnor. The attack struck with overwhelming force, thebined elements mming into the enemy Lord. He roared in pain, his massive frame staggering under the assault.


    But Ragnor was far from defeated. With a furious yell, he spun his greathammer in a wide arc. The sheer force of the swing broke through the torrent. Taking advantage of the disruption, he dashed clear of the attack zone, narrowly escaping Zefyros''s wrath.


    As Ragnor repositioned, Zefyros dissolved back into the Wavebreaker Spear, its energy flowing into the weapon and supercharging it once more. As gripped the spear tightly, ready to strike again.


    Ragnor''s face was no longer asposed as before. His expression twisted into a snarl as he let out a deafening roar, his body enveloped in a zing red aura that made his skin appear even more fiery and intense.


    Suddenly, he moved with blistering speed, swinging his massive greathammer toward As in a series of brutal, rapid strikes.


    As, however, responded with a faint smile. With practiced grace, he shifted his spear behind him, leaped into the air, ducked low, and somersaulted, effortlessly dodging each of Ragnor''s frenzied attacks.


    Seizing the moment, As spun to Ragnor''s side and delivered a precise overhead strike with his spear. The attacknded cleanly, carving a deep gash into Ragnor''s left arm.


    "I''ll kill you, you bastard!" Ragnor roared, his movements bing even more savage and erratic. His speed increased, his strikes growing fiercer with each swing.


    Is he a berserker?


    Unfazed, As kept moving, circling around him, asionally summoning Zefyros to unleash powerful attacks. Yet this time, Ragnor braced himself, gritting his teeth and managing to endure the spirit beast''s strikes as he continued his relentless assault on As.


    "How are you able to fight in this volcanic terrain?" Ragnor bellowed.


    "This kind of environment," As replied, parrying an iing blow before being forced to flip backward from the sheer force, "is a yground for use."


    "Are you the ones who train at re Peak?"


    "We didn''t know we were so famous."


    Gradually, Ragnor''s movements began to slow. The injuries he had sustained were taking their toll, and his once-blistering speed waned. As noticed an opening on Ragnor''s left side—a critical vulnerability.


    He dashed forward, aiming a sweeping sh from the left, his spear angling directly toward Ragnor''s neck.


    "Anyst words?!"


    But just as his strike was about to connect, Ragnor suddenly dropped his weapon and raised both hands into the air.


    "I surrender!" Ragnor shouted, his voice booming across the battlefield, drawing everyone''s attention.


    As''s eyes darted to the timer on his HUD—it had just reached 2 minutes exactly.


    Warning!


    A notification shed in his mind. His eyes narrowed as Ragnor''s lips curled into a sinister grin.


    In Ragnor''s outstretched hand, a massive fireball ignited, growing rapidly in size and intensity. Before As could react, Ragnor lunged forward, hurling the fiery sphere straight at him.


    "You''re dead now, As!"


    But As moved with blinding speed, stepping back just enough to evade the zing attack. As the fireball flew past him, he redirected his spear in a swift, lethal arc. The de struck true, severing Ragnor''s hand cleanly at the wrist.


    Ragnor froze, his eyes wide with shock and terror as he staggered back.


    But As didn''t give him time to recover.


    In a single fluid motion, As swung his spear again, aiming for Ragnor''s neck. The de struck with precision, slicing through the outeryers of flesh and leaving a deep, gaping wound.


    "ARGHHH!"


    Ragnor''s scream ripped through the air as blood gushed from his neck. He copsed to the ground, writhing and clutching desperately at the wound.


    Seeing their Lord brought to his knees, Ragnor''s troops were consumed by fear. Without leadership or direction, they became easy targets for As''s forces.


    One by one, soldiers were struck down as they tried to flee, many falling to swift attacks from behind. des found their marks, and the battlefield was soon littered with the remnants of a shattered army.


    As didn''t spare Ragnor another nce. He turned his back on the fallen Lord, walking away slowly as the defeated warrior bled out on the scorched ground. Behind him, his troops moved with cold precision, dismantling what remained of the enemy force.


    Stopping for a moment, As closed his eyes and drew a deep breath, steadying himself. His fists tightened as he let the weight of the moment settle.


    In the Lord''s Battle World, only onew mattered: kill or be killed.


    Victory or Nothing!