“You’re finally here! If you’d arrived anyter, I… I shudder to think of what might happen.” Myles’ voice


    trailed off. A lingering fear was evident in his eyes as he nodded to Oskar.


    Oskar shifted his gaze from Gwono to the colossal fingerprint about tond on Severin. A hint of


    disdain yed on his lips. “Ah, if it isn’t the Gahrr’s famous secret technique known as the Skycrusher


    Seal.”


    As soon as he spoke, a violent wind erupted in the surrounding and a burst of abundant energy filled


    the atmosphere from above.


    Oskar’s slender hand seemed to glow with starry brightness as he extended it from the sleeve of his


    gray robe. With a flourish and a subsequent flick of his fingers, his gesture conjured up a rainbow-


    colored light that sliced through the void a breakneck speed.


    As the light streaked through the air, a deafening roar erupted under everyone’s horrified gaze. The


    surrounding space trembled as the huge fingerprint dissipated into a bright energy that filled the sky.


    In that split second, Oskar seized the momentary reprieve to grasp Severin with his telekic powers


    and pull thetter to his side. As soon as Severin had been extricated from the impending danger, he


    offered a hasty, “Thank you, Sect Leader!”


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    Oskar snickered. “You’ve undoubtedly lived up to your name as our core disciple. I’m pleasantly


    surprised that you were able to kill the


    Deifirm Sect’s Uzair despite being several levels lower than him.”


    Severin stood silently beside Oskar and breathed a sigh of relief when Oskar did not reprimand him.


    Everything happened so quickly that Severin had already been rescued by the time everyone


    processed what they had just witnessed.


    Sian trembled with rage from the Gahrrs’ zone as he watched


    Severin’s being whisked away to safety. “Damn it!” He thought that Severin’s demise was all but


    certain, but Oskar had shown up out of nowhere in the nick of time.


    Favian’s voice then echoed in Sian’s mind, “This battle is all but lost now that Oskar has arrived. He is


    the Grandiuno Sect’s leader, after all. Leave as soon as you can.”


    Sian did not respond and continued to re at Severin with hostility.


    Everyone else on the battlefield seemed to have the same reaction. The Purevoid Sect’s Soran


    clenched his fists and seethed, “Your luck never seems to run out, and you’re alive even after all that’s


    happened.


    He, too, wished for Severin’s death, which was therefore all the more frustrating when things did not go


    as nned. Despite his anger, Soran knew that there was no point in continuing and decided to retreat.


    Over at the Steeles, Tobias’s luxurious robes fluttered elegantly in the wind while his handsome face


    contorted in a fit of rage.


    “Severin!” he spat through gritted teeth as if he was ready to rip Severin to shreds. He felt that it had


    been such a shame for Oskar to arrive just as Severin was about to be killed.


    Anyone who had beef with Severin would find such a development a bitter pill to swallow. As they all


    grappled with the anguish of epting what had happened, Oskar towered above everyone and


    scanned the area before focusing his gaze on Gwono and allies.


    Upon eye contact, Oskar’s calm gaze turned sharp. “Were you intending to kill my sect’s core disciple?”