Chapter 191: Confrontation

Chapter 191: Chapter 191: Confrontation

The masked man stared at Damon.

He clearly knew who he was.

There was no surprise in his eyes, only irritation.

It seemed the failure of the group outside had already annoyed him enough.

And now Damon had appeared here too.

"You..."

The man clenched his fists.

"I’ve heard about you."

Damon remained calm.

The man glanced at the damaged formation behind him.

"You’ve ruined everything."

Damon smiled.

"Then I guess I came at the right time."

The man’s eyes narrowed.

He knew he couldn’t continue working on the formation with Damon standing there.

So he made his decision.

"I’ve heard about your achievements. The Floating Ruin. Frostveil. The spirits you’ve gathered."

He slowly raised his hand.

"And yet you came here yourself and handed me the chance to kill you."

Damon tilted his head.

"Is that what you think?"

"I’ll take your life."

The killing intent that followed was heavy.

Even Sylphie reacted.

Damon, be careful.

Damon felt it too.

This wasn’t an empty threat.

The man’s intent was sharp enough to make the surrounding Aether tremble.

But instead of stepping back, Damon became more interested.

He looked at the formation.

Then at the man.

"You don’t seem to be using the elemental Aether around here."

The man’s eyes shifted slightly.

Damon noticed.

Interesting.

He continued.

"You’re forcing the formation open."

The man didn’t answer.

"Why?"

Still nothing.

Damon smiled.

"You’re not trying to stabilize the zone."

The man’s expression finally changed.

Damon knew he had touched something important.

"Then what are you trying to get from the Zone Heart?"

"You talk too much."

The man suddenly laughed.

But the laugh carried frustration.

"Do you even understand what you’ve done?"

Damon waited.

"You stabilized Frostveil."

The man pointed toward him.

"You ruined everything there. You forced us to abandon our work and now they’ve increased the defenses around the Zone Heart."

Damon’s eyes narrowed.

So Cornelius had made things harder for them.

That was good.

But it also meant the Winterbourne family would have trouble maintaining those defenses if these people kept trying.

Damon trusted Cornelius.

He was capable.

And if these people had already managed to gain access to the Zone Heart in Frostveil, they wouldn’t be this desperate now.

That meant their current plan was important.

Damon looked back at the man.

"So you needed access to Frostveil."

The man’s mouth tightened.

"And now you’re trying to get into Tempest Hollow."

Damon took another step.

"What happens after you get inside?"

The man suddenly stopped speaking.

He realized it too.

He had said too much.

Damon smiled.

"Got you."

"You..."

The man’s face twisted.

"You’ve been provoking me."

"Pretty much."

Damon shrugged.

"It worked."

The man’s breathing became heavier.

Then he laughed again.

"It doesn’t matter."

He reached for his weapon.

"You won’t use anything I tell you."

"Why?"

"Because you’re going to die."

The next moment, flames erupted from his body.

Damon’s eyes widened slightly.

Fire.

He had never encountered a human using a Fire Art in this region.

The flames quickly spread across the ground.

"Fire Art."

The man’s voice became cold.

"Flame Burst!"

Boom!

A wave of fire exploded toward Damon.

Damon stepped back.

Wind gathered around his body.

His figure blurred.

The flames passed behind him and scorched the ground.

Damon moved again.

Another attack came.

"Burning Spear!"

A spear of fire shot through the air.

Damon twisted sideways.

The spear passed close enough for him to feel the heat.

He landed several meters away.

"So you’re not from around here."

The man didn’t answer.

Instead, he attacked again.

"Flame Fang!"

Several crescent shaped flames tore through the air.

Damon moved between them.

One passed over his shoulder.

Another cut across the ground.

Damon increased his speed with Wind Aether.

He moved faster.

The man followed.

Too fast.

Damon’s eyes sharpened.

The man appeared in front of him and swung his flaming fist.

Damon blocked.

Boom!

The impact pushed him backward.

His feet dragged across the ground.

Damon looked at his hand.

Strong.

Very strong.

This wasn’t someone relying only on strange Arts.

The man’s physical strength was impressive too.

And there was something wrong with his aura.

It didn’t feel natural.

Damon hadn’t figured out what it was yet, but he could tell there was something hidden beneath the surface.

The man attacked again.

"Flame Wheel!"

Fire spiraled around his body as he rushed forward.

Damon smiled.

"Finally."

Sylphie moved beside him.

The wind around her sharpened.

Damon stepped forward.

He wasn’t going to keep dodging.

He wanted to see how far this man could go.

The man’s fist came down.

Damon shifted to the side and released a compressed burst of wind.

The attack struck the man’s ribs.

He staggered.

Sylphie’s wind blade immediately followed.

"Sky Sever."

A massive blade of wind descended.

The man crossed both arms.

Fire exploded around him.

"Flame Shield!"

The wind blade crashed into the flames.

Boom!

The ground cracked beneath his feet.

The man was pushed backward.

Damon didn’t give him time to recover.

He raised his hand.

Wind gathered around him.

Lightning wrapped around the wind.

Then ice formed along the edge.

Three elements merged into one attack.

The man saw it coming.

His eyes widened.

"What..."

Damon swung.

The compressed attack tore across the ground.

The man jumped.

The attack passed beneath him.

He landed and immediately fired another Flame Burst.

Damon moved.

Sylphie attacked from above.

"Wind Prison."

The air around the man suddenly tightened.

Wind blades spun around him, creating a prison that closed from every direction.

The man roared.

Flames exploded from his body.

The fire tore through part of the prison.

But the wind returned.

He burned through another layer.

Then another.

Damon watched carefully.

"He can break it."

Sylphie didn’t stop.

The man finally escaped and landed heavily.

His breathing had become rough.

Damon was still standing normally.

The man looked at him.

"You..."

Damon smiled.

"Ready to talk?"

The man’s teeth clenched.

He had already used a large amount of Aether.

Damon could tell.

His attacks were becoming slower.

His breathing was heavier.

Yet Damon hadn’t even used his strongest attacks.

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