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Chapter 222 : Debuff · Oct 09, 2026

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214 Chapter 214 Rejected 2026-10-09
215 Chapter 215 Rank 1 2026-10-09
216 Chapter 216 Rumour 2026-10-09
217 Chapter 217 Cannon Fodder 2026-10-09
218 Chapter 218 Preparation for Annihilation 2026-10-09
219 Chapter 219 : Spy 2026-10-09
220 Chapter 220 : Kneel 2026-10-09
221 Chapter 221 : Trust 2026-10-09
222 Chapter 222 : Debuff 2026-10-09
223 Chapter 223 For Now 2026-10-09
224 Chapter 224 Humblebrag 2026-10-09
225 Chapter 225 Home 2026-10-09
226 Chapter 226 Unite 2026-10-09
227 Chapter 227 Weapon Training 2026-10-09
228 Chapter 228 Elemental Training-1 2026-10-09
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230 Chapter 230 Romulus 2026-10-09
231 Chapter 231 Motherly love 2026-10-09
232 Chapter 232 Meeting 2026-10-09
233 Chapter 233 Home Again 2026-10-09
234 Chapter 234 Show off 2026-10-09
235 Chapter 235 Left Out 2026-10-09
236 Chapter 236 Death 2026-10-09
237 Chapter 237 Enlightenment 2026-10-09
238 Chapter 238 Barren 2026-10-09
239 Chapter 239 Gaze 2026-10-09
240 Chapter 240 The Starborn Tournament 2026-10-09
241 Chapter 241 Fucked 2026-10-09
242 Chapter 242 Age 2026-10-09
243 Chapter 243 Ascension Mirage 2026-10-09
244 Chapter 244 Fakes 2026-10-09
245 Chapter 245 Aaaninja Chronisynth Eternos 2026-10-09
246 Chapter 246 Lucian Darkheart 2026-10-09
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248 Chapter 248 Unique abilities 2026-10-09
249 Chapter 249 Time 2026-10-09
250 Chapter 250 Son 2026-10-09

Chapter 222 : Debuff

The clash of Emperor level combatants reverberated through the secret realm, their devastating attacks reshaping the very fabric of the land.

For those in the King realm, a single strike from such titans would spell certain annihilation.

The landscape was utterly transformed as these mighty figures moved at speeds imperceptible to the untrained eye.

Majestic trees toppled like fragile reeds, and towering mountains crumbled into dust under the weight of their blows.

Yet, the chaos of destruction meant nothing to those locked in mortal combat.

Each warriorʼs focus was singular, their every movement a calculated step in the deadly dance of survival and dominance.

Zael moved with an uncanny precision, his spear darting toward the cultistʼs exposed flank like a serpent striking its prey.

But the Emperor ranked cultist was no ordinary adversary.

Her saber flashed forward with deadly grace, deflecting his spear in a single, fluid motion.

[Dark Sabre Art: Unhinged Slice]

The cultistʼs saber transitioned effortlessly from defense to offense, the blade now cloaked in chaotic energy as it arced toward Zaelʼs head with lethal intent.

Zaelʼs instincts flared, and he pressed his hands forward, angling his spear to block the incoming strike.

Yet, the cultistʼs skill was insidious.

In an instant, her saber shifted its trajectory, veering away from its initial target and slicing toward his shoulder.

Caught off guard by the sudden redirection, Zael twisted his body, attempting to sidestep the blow.

But the cultistʼs blade was too swift.

A sharp sting tore through his shoulder as blood sprayed into the air.

The wound burned, but Zael remained unfazed.

His resolve was unshaken, his task was far from complete, and he knew someone would be there to tend to his injuries when the time came.

As if summoned by fate itself, a calm yet commanding voice rang through the chaos.

[Healing Magic: Natureʼs Blessing]

A verdant glow enveloped Zaelʼs body.

His wound knitted itself shut in an instant, leaving no trace of the injury behind, not even the blood on the ground remained.

The female Emperor ranked cultist clicked her tongue, her dissatisfaction evident.

A cyclone of wind spiraled around her, and in the blink of an eye, she vanished.

When she reappeared, her blade was already descending toward the Emperor healer, its chaotic edge poised to cleave her in two.

But before the strike could land, Zael materialized behind the cultist as though he had stepped out of thin air.

His spear shot forward with deadly precision, the tip aimed directly for the back of her head.

The cultist had no choice but to abandon her attack and turn to block.

Her saber clashed against Zaelʼs spear, and the collision unleashed a deafening explosion of power, sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield.

Without hesitation, both combatants vanished once more, their figures becoming blurs of destruction as their battle carried on in another corner of the fractured realm.

The healer staggered backward from the impact of the clash, his body momentarily carried by the force.

But with practiced grace, he righted himself mid air, landing softly on the shattered terrain.

With a determined glint in his eyes, he retaliated.

[Debuff Magic: Aura Disruption]

His mana surged, gathering in a seamless flow before vanishing abruptly.

In its place, an unfamiliar energy rippled outward, encircling the female cultist.

The cultistʼs movements faltered as her aura visibly destabilized, flickering like a dying flame.

Her speed slowed, her strikes lost their edge, and her overwhelming strength dwindled in an instant.

Zael recognized the opportunity.

With calculated precision, he lunged forward, his spear moving in a perfect arc as it rolled over his shoulder.

In one swift, merciless motion, the blade of his spear cleaved cleanly through the cultistʼs neck.

Her head fell silently to the ground, her body collapsing moments later.

This was the unforgiving truth of buff and debuff magic, it was not something one could dodge, block, or evade.

Unlike conventional spells, these enchantments manifested instantaneously, binding themselves to their targets like an unshakable curse.

The only salvation from such magic was to possess a countermeasure, an innate resistance or a spell to negate its effects, or an artifact.

Unfortunately for the cultist, she had neither.

Intense solar energy gathered in the hands of the second Emperor ranked healer, radiating power that illuminated the battlefield like a second sun.

She thrust her hands forward.

[Light Magic: Solar Smite]

A beam of searing light surged forth, cutting through the very fabric of space.

Darkness and chaos disintegrated in its wake as the attack blazed toward its target, the cultist Emperor who had initiated the battle earlier.

The cultist reacted instantly, her movements sharp and precise as chaos swirled around her.

[Chaos Magic: Umbra Veil]

A dark, chaotic shroud enveloped the light beam, absorbing its radiant energy and dissipating its destructive force.

Without hesitation, she countered.

[Chaos Magic: Dark Spear]

Hundreds of spears formed of malevolent chaos appeared, pulsating with the energy of death.

With a flick of her hand, the spears hurtled toward the light mage, tearing through the air at incredible speed.

But the light mage was no novice.

Raising her staff, she called upon the brilliance of her mana.

[Light Magic: Holy Cascade]

A luminous wave of cascading energy erupted from her, intercepting the incoming spears.

Each collision resulted in violent detonations as light and chaos clashed, sending shockwaves rippling across the battlefield.

The cultist snarled, refusing to relent.

Chaos once again coalesced around her.

[Chaos Magic: Shadow Convergence]

The shadows gathered and swirled, forming a vortex that pulled with an irresistible force, seeking to drag the light mage into its deadly embrace.

The light mage pushed her mana to its limits, summoning her own defense.

[Light Magic: Radiant Bastion]

A shield of pure, blinding light formed around her, dispelling the shadow vortexʼs pull.

The barrier shimmered with an unyielding radiance, holding firm against the cultistʼs chaos.

The cultist was already preparing to strike again when her movements faltered.

A dark energy enveloped her.

[Debuff Magic: Slow Casting]

The chaos mage felt her mana sluggishly responding, her spell weaving slowed to a crawl.

She looked down at the eerie energy surrounding her, trying to dispel it, but the delay was fatal.

The light mage seized the moment.

[Light Magic: Judgement Beam]

The sky parted with divine authority as a colossal beam of radiant light descended from above, as if a deity had intervened.

The cultistʼs eyes widened as the celestial beam closed in, its brilliance overpowering.

Chaos surged within her, desperate to summon a life saving artifact from her space ring, but her slowed casting rendered her efforts futile.

The beam struck her with blinding finality, enveloping her form entirely.

Chaos, shadow, and her very essence were consumed in an explosion of divine radiance, leaving nothing behind but the fading echoes of her defeat.

The light mage shifted her gaze toward the healing mage, locking eyes for a brief moment before nodding.

Her expression conveyed gratitude and focus.

Rising gracefully, she floated beside him, her radiant aura intensifying.

Together, their synchronized casting began, a seamless dance of magic that ignited the battlefield with hope.

[Buff Magic: Agility Of The Wind]

A soft, shimmering glow enveloped the healerʼs body before spreading outward like a gust of ethereal wind.

The same glow settled over the melee Emperor adventurers, their movements growing faster and sharper.

Their reflexes became almost preternatural as they dodged and struck with newfound precision, a blur of speed and power.

Without hesitation, the light mage raised her staff once more, her voice resonating like a hymn.

[Light Magic: Divine Restoration]

A golden radiance surged forth, cascading over allies across the battlefield.

The warmth of the spell mended torn flesh and broken bones, regenerating lost limbs with astonishing ease.

Exhaustion melted away as mana flowed freely, restored in a tide of renewal, and the adventurersʼ stamina surged, reinvigorating their spirits.

The once wounded stood tall, their eyes gleaming with determination, their strength renewed.

The light mage and the healer mage shared a brief glance, their combined efforts having shifted the tides of battle, however momentarily.

The battle raged on, but in this fleeting moment, the adventurers knew: they had not been abandoned.

Destruction rained down around them.

The air was thick with the scent of blood, and the earth trembled beneath the weight of the clash between Emperor adventurers and Cultists.

Their battles were fierce, merciless, and full of raw power.

The Emperors had the advantage, bolstered by healers whose magic sustained them, healing wounds and buffing their strength, turning the tide of battle in their favor.

But even in such chaos, something dark stirred.

A subtle, almost imperceptible shift, like a shadow unfurling behind the healers.

A malevolent presence, like a whisper in the wind, crept unnoticed.

The two healers, caught up in the flow of battle, didnʼt feel it, didnʼt sense the impending danger.

Then, in the blink of an eye, it struck.

A flash of steel, cutting through the air with unrelenting precision.

A sword, aimed to end both their lives in a single, deadly strike.

The assassinsʼ blade moved as swiftly as death itself.

The healersʼ instincts screamed in unison, a surge of danger that flared within their consciousness.

Their eyes snapped to the attack, but time betrayed them, there was no escape, no time to move.

The strike was a heartbeat away from cleaving them in two.

But before it could make contact, a distortion rippled through reality itself.

A figure emerged from the very fabric of space, materializing with a presence that overshadowed the darkness.

A hand, strong and deliberate, clutched a katana, and with a single, precise motion, the sword collided with the assassinʼs attack, blocking it mid strike.

A flash of light from the clash sent shockwaves through the battlefield.

The cultistʼs weapon, now locked against the katana, trembled as the force of the impact reverberated through the air.

The assassinʼs surprise was palpable, eyes widening as their intended kill was thwarted.

And standing there, amidst the stilling chaos, was the figure of someone familiar, their silhouette cutting through the darkness like a beacon of hope.

The healers, stunned, could only watch in awe as the interloper stood firm, like an immovable mountain, against the oncoming storm.

The balance of the battlefield shifted once again.

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