Chapter 408

Chapter 408: Alexis Takes Action

In the next moment, a long-accumulated attack burst forth from Midi’s sword edge.

This strike combined the "charging technique" and "driving technique."

Midi had developed these methods through observing his opponent’s moves during their battle and adding his own deductions. Though still unpolished, he’d fully mastered their core principles.

Seeing Midi turn his own techniques against him, Cuide’s eyes widened in disbelief.

But the Asura got no chance to protest.

Overwhelmed by Midi’s relentless assault, the exhausted warrior found no openings for resistance before being swallowed by fiery explosions and a towering Mushroom Cloud.

The impact shook the high ground so violently that spectators imagined the earth itself trembling.

When smoke dissipated and flames died down, dark elves saw only a blackened body in the massive crater.

Cuide had activated every defense item at the last moment, cheating death by a hair’s breadth.

Yet the Blue Serpent’s second warrior now lay unconscious – his equipment saving only a shriveled husk that might take years to recover.

This famously powerful Asura of the region had been crushed by Asura skills in a direct firepower duel.

Unthinkable!

The crowd stood frozen until Blue Serpent dark elves finally rushed to retrieve their charcoal-like comrade.

Among the Wolfspider Tribe, reactions turned peculiar – few cheered this decisive victory.

Galantis alone abandoned decorum, the Black Dragon Priestess leaping up to pump small fists excitedly.

But Alexis, Zaride, and their followers stayed silent.

Zaride glared openly at Midi, handsome features twisting with unmasked fury.

Alexis kept his face blank, though a calculating glow flickered in his eyes. The Wolfspider’s Great Warrior – renowned for judging combat strength – had clearly misread this opponent.

Neither anger nor surprise could make them rejoice in Midi’s triumph.

Mason and Zaknavan showed little shock, having seen Midi’s bombardment tactics before. They focused instead on his injuries – attacking through Cuide’s Exploding Flame Orb barrage wasn’t survivable for most.

Yet reality defied expectations. Though Midi appeared battered with burns and bloodied lips from shockwaves, his Dragon’s Blood now flowed purer. Like steel forged under violent blows, the onslaught had burned away impurities.

Cuide’s Explosive Flame Wave Sword combined both impact and flame, making it the perfect method to temper Midi’s strength!

While receiving Galantis’s holy light treatment and sensing his power growing purer, Midi fixed his sharp gaze upon Alexis.

"I’ve secured victory. Now it’s your turn," Midi stated calmly. "Let’s see if you deserve the Wolf Spider Great Warrior title."

"Lecturing me?" Alexis blinked before roaring with laughter. "Human, you think beating some weakling gives you the right to challenge me? Fine! Witness the true might of Alexis!"

The Great Warrior laughed mockingly before dissolving into shadows and leaping into the arena faster than anyone could react.

"That speed…" Blue Serpent Great Warrior Monks narrowed his eyes warily.

"Monks, I should thank you for reaching Level 63," Alexis sneered, first glancing at Midi before addressing his opponent. "Otherwise you wouldn’t be worth my effort!"

Midi’s eyes narrowed. Becoming a tribal Great Warrior required wisdom beyond brute strength. Yet Alexis’s current arrogance contradicted his usual cautious nature. Was this a ploy to lower guards, or did he possess unimaginable power?

Though Midi had hidden his trump card earlier, his Explosive Flame Wave Sword display should’ve shocked spectators. Yet Alexis seemed genuinely unimpressed, his contempt appearing authentic. What hidden advantage did this guy hold?

"This dark elf…" Rot’s voice murmured in Midi’s mind.

"What about him?" Midi pressed.

The Eighth Apostle remained silent, compelling Midi to watch.

Enraged by Alexis’s taunts, Monks unleashed furious assaults. As peak Level 62 Ghost Cry master, Alexis wielded demonic powers through intricate arrays. Monks, Level 63 Sword Soul, attacked with peerless blades.

Control versus offense should’ve created an intense stalemate – Ghost Cry’s slight elemental advantage balanced by Monks’ higher level. Even with hidden tricks, Alexis needed multiple rounds to dominate, just as Level 61 Midi required effort to overwhelm Cuide.

Yet this duel defied expectations. Within twenty seconds, victory was decided.

Monks initially pressed hard, embodying Sword Soul’s offensive nature. Everything changed when Alexis activated his demon arrays. An Illusion Array instantly trapped Monks – normally useless against Sword Souls who fight blind by sensing killing intent and aura.

However, everything changed when Monks became trapped in Alexis’s Illusion Array.

Dozens of Alexis clones appeared within the formation, each thrusting longswords directly at Monks.

These distracting illusions somehow managed to actually hurt him!

Wave after wave of intangible swords pierced Monks, turning his face deathly pale.

He tried to fight back, but all his attacks passed harmlessly through the illusions.

Meanwhile, the phantom strikes kept coming. Blood streamed from Monks’s nostrils and ears, then even his eyes started bleeding.

The real Alexis suddenly became a streak of light, using Demon Shadow Flash to close in. His longsword flashed coldly as it cleanly severed Monks’s head.

The entire battle lasted under thirty seconds.

Alexis had only used Ghost Cry’s most basic Illusion Array.

What should’ve been an epic clash between experts ended with shocking ease.

Complete silence gripped the arena.

No one dared speak.

All could only watch frozen – even the Blue Serpent Tribe members showed no anger over losing the territory challenge, only pure fear.

If Midi’s Overlord-like intensity had been shocking, Alexis now radiated unfathomable mystery and absolute power beyond resistance.

"So that’s it…" Midi murmured.

He finally understood Rot’s meaning.

Alexis was a psychic user!

Midi knew Ghost Cry’s illusions couldn’t attack. Even if hidden clones struck, ambushing a blade battle specialist like Monks should’ve been impossible. Clone attacks could be blocked too.

Yet Monks couldn’t parry or dodge anything.

Because these were mere illusions.

Alexis had created sword-wielding phantoms to trick observers into seeking hidden mechanisms.

The truth was simpler – a targeting spell masking invisible mind-related abilities.

While Monks struggled against illusions, Alexis bombarded him with rapid psychic sniping. The mental assaults made Monks bleed from every orifice and lose coherence until the final decapitating strike.

Midi’s psychic vision revealed everything.

Now he understood Alexis’s arrogance.

A high-level psychic user capable of rapid-fire psychic sniping had every right to be cocky.