Chapter 563

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Chapter 563: Hellfire

No one is forever young, but everyone has been young before.

Juna Selvicer.

Most people think she is a genius.

Several decades ago, she won third place in the individual competition of a college league.

At the age of twenty-six, she became a Holy Domain Mage, which is a rare achievement even in the alliance.

She once had glorious moments and was considered a prodigy. She achieved countless honors that others could not reach.

Nowadays, her appearance shows little signs of aging. When she changes into her battle gear, she looks even younger, without the burden of her cumbersome clothes.

Her makeup hides her pale skin that seldom sees the sunlight. The tight-fitted battle attire showcases her well-toned body, every muscle bursting with the same explosive power as before. It also carries the magical energy she has never ceased to train.

"The amount of blood magic power she possesses is at least three times that of Judy," said a young elder with white hair.

"Truly, she was a genius back then," another elder sighed. "I always believed that her achievements would be beyond this. Selvicer’s rise depends on her shoulders."

"By comparison, her daughter’s achievements are indeed inferior."

"But it’s hard to say who will win in the end, you only know the outcome after the fight." Sasha said lightly, not liking the frantic look in Juna’s eyes.

In the arena.

The sword dance began.

Juna was determined to turn Judy into her own copy, and they both knew each other very well.

Because a mother is a daughter’s first and longest teacher, they both used the same style of swordsmanship.

The Bloodline mostly consisted of a combination of spells, blood magic, and unique martial arts, with many inherited techniques.

On the other hand, Sasha, the ruler Blood Noble, didn’t learn any systematic styles. She was taught everything directly by mentors and learned through a long process of battles. It’s still true that "the more you kill, the stronger you become."

Alena learned the Tristumirdir Iceblood Swordsmanship, while Judy learned the Aphrodite Bloodflame Sinful Sword.

The former requires high natural talent, while the latter requires a higher precision in controlling magic.

The mother and daughter clashed their swords, creating not just flames, but sparks too.

The flames on their swords flowed swiftly, like the teeth of a spinning saw, thanks to their skilled magic control. This made their heavy swords much more powerful than they appeared.

Judy started with a move, leaping and causing countless fiery sword auras to burst from the ground in a circular pattern.

Juna calmly and effortlessly created distance between them, easily blocking this move, and walked through the fiery ground spikes as if it was nothing.

"They’ve seen through everything."

"Judy is no match for her mother. Juna’s Blood Flame Sin Sword has reached the highest level of mastery."

Just as everyone had seen and analyzed.

Judy continued to attack, while Juna patiently dismantled her attacks, gradually dissolving each move and revealing the grace and terrifying suppression power that a former top genius should possess.

At least in terms of swordsmanship talent, Judy was far inferior to her mother. While she had mastered the Blood Flame Sin Sword, her mother had reached the pinnacle of perfection.

"Why don’t you take action?" Judy asked coldly, "Are you concerned about not making me look bad?"

"Three years." Juna said calmly, "It has been three years since I taught you all my sword techniques, and we haven’t sparred since. Don’t you want to know the reason?"

"What?"

"I hope you can break free from the framework I taught you and strive for excellence on top of it." Juna easily blocked another attack with her words, "But you couldn’t. You just kept repeating the same framework, and you didn’t even make any progress."

Judy snorted and changed the direction of her sword, "Try this!"

She swung her sword, and burning flames came from different angles.

Without even looking, Juna thrust her sword forward, as if she had found the only weakness among countless possibilities, and the sword technique was defeated.

Judy stumbled back a few steps, and in the next moment, a big sword swept through the air. She was sent flying and crashed into the wall, causing smoke and blood to splash.

"I’m very disappointed, Judy…" Juna dragged her heavy sword, "Although I was angry before, I still held onto a glimmer of hope. If you could defeat me, wouldn’t that be surpassing me? But with your shoddy skills and the scraps I have left to fight with, how long can you sustain? If I don’t go easy on you, you won’t even last ten rounds. Like this… what do you have to say about freedom? About life? About dignity?"

Juna swung her heavy sword, breaking Judy’s defense. She reached out and pressed her hand on her daughter’s head, smashing the ground and creating cracks. With a flick of her hand, she hurled her sword into the air, shattering the sleeve of Judy’s battle attire with her fierce magic.

Judy landed on the ground, emitting a faint burnt smell. She was injured, but not seriously, as the barrier suppressed the damage.

Juna lifted the heavy sword, realizing that she hadn’t improved much over the years, but had also not regressed.

She couldn’t make further progress because she couldn’t go to the battlefield; she had to manage the family.

When stepping into the arena once again, she remained as the prodigy from years ago, even more unbeatable now.

"Talking about freedom and life is just the thoughts of children. I’ve said it so many times, but you still don’t believe…" Juna’s words sounded like a mother’s nagging and a young woman’s disdain. "Without strength, you can’t protect anything. I can let you be free, but only if you surpass me. If you don’t have the ability to surpass me, don’t try to fly away."

The cursed sword dragged on the ground, bursting into a string of sparks.

Her footsteps quickened, her voice growing colder.

"Is a canary that flies out of the cage just waiting to be starved to death?"

She swung down a heavy sword, and a burst of bloody flames erupted in the arena.

Judy dodged and evaded in the midst of flashing blades and shadows, but couldn’t find an opportunity to strike back. The Sinful Sword was a heavy sword in her hands, but in Juna’s hands, it was as light as a feather, with fast and unpredictable moves, always blocking her counterattacks, as agile as a swallow in flight.

"Do you understand what freedom is?"

"Do you know what you want to pursue?"

"Do you understand what you are capable of?"

"Without a plan, without a path, only confusion, yet you can’t wait to jump out of your home! Do you think you are escaping the burden I put on you? Foolish! You are escaping the tangible future you could grasp, giving up on your own potential!"

Juna in the arena seemed to be teaching a child… and in fact, she was indeed teaching a child, casually and aimlessly striking.

Except for defense, Judy found everything extremely difficult, her body covered in scars. It’s not cruel to say, it’s quite embarrassing.

But when a biological mother hits her own daughter, no one else can interfere.

Juna looked down at her daughter, not in a hurry to attack, just coldly asked, "Are you done causing trouble?"

Judy crouched down, grabbed her knees and stood up again. She wiped the blood from her face and whispered, "No, I’ve made up my mind to keep causing trouble until you give up."

Juna couldn’t help but laugh angrily. She sighed deeply, then brushed her long, purplish-red hair away from her forehead. Her younger-looking features revealed a smile that many older people found familiar, known as the smile of a "blood rose."

"Don’t think just because you’re my daughter, I’m afraid to send you to the hospital. Since you’ve said that, I assume you’re mentally prepared."

"Hmm, I’m going to get serious too," Judy said softly. "I’ve been letting you have your way, but a daughter being too harsh to her mother can’t be tolerated."

"My naughty daughter… where did you learn to talk back so boldly?" Juna asked coldly. "I don’t remember teaching you to be like this."

Judy thought for a moment, her pale cheeks turning slightly red. "Do you really think I’ll tell you?"

There was no more conversation on the scene. It became silent, yet there was ten times more determination, magic, and even a hint of murderous intent flowing through it.

From now on, the real duel began, and they were going to fight fiercely.

"Does Judy have a boyfriend?" a sharp-eyed high-ranking vampire asked. "It seems like the spark has ignited a wedding arrangement, right?"

"I agree with your point of view."

"Indeed."

"+1"

Sasha interrupted the meaningless repetition and reminded, "They’re coming."

Old Biden clenched his fist.

In an instant, Juna raised her heavy sword. Once a style of swordsmanship reaches its peak, it can develop unique moves that belong only to itself. It lies between martial arts and magical arts, with mysterious and marvelous uses, just like the previous shot called ‘Destined’ by Sasha.

Her blood-flamed heavy sword move unleashed only half of its power, but the suffocating pressure came roaring in.

But in that instant, a chilling threat drifted in. She immediately put her swordsmanship on hold, switching from offense to defense. The information transmitted by her sixth sense, along with the instantaneous transformation of intuition, was also a unique talent.

Juna immediately stopped his attack, lifted his sword, and even activated the Holy Domain. In the next moment, a deep red blaze soared into the sky, engulfing Juna in an instant. The scorching heat was much stronger than the previous flames, and the clear deep red color resembled flowing liquid glass.

The burning flames and rising temperature created an updraft, causing Judy’s long hair to be tousled by the wind, revealing her clean and beautiful face.

A deep red insignia slowly rotated behind her, resembling an eye, a gateway to hell. The deep red flames effortlessly consumed anything they touched, never running out.

Sasha was shocked and speechless, "Hellfire Engraving…?"