Chapter 395 - Chapter 395: 375 (1/2)

Chapter 395: 375

Despair was like the icy tide, silently but irresistibly submerging everyone’s hope.

Self-blame was like an invisible chain, tightly binding Byrne.

He replayed every detail in his mind over and over, each magnified infinitely, blaming himself for not having made a wiser choice when it mattered.

However, things hadn’t yet reached the point of no return.

Byrne still held his “ace in the hole” close to his chest.

Suddenly, the air was filled with a heart-throbbing fluctuation, as if even time had frozen.

The black-robed figure with Black Starlight for hands gently waved them as if performing some ancient ritual, and following that, a ball of dark energy so thick it was almost tangible coalesced in his palms, its depths seemingly able to perceive the end of all things in the world.

With a deep, powerful chant, the dark energy burst forth, turning into a black shooting star that tore through the night sky with incredible speed, nearly surpassing the limits of visual capture.

This black meteor left behind a thin trail in the air, like an arrow spit out by the Death God, directly targeting the “Blazing Fire” Amos, who was not far ahead, about to launch an attack.

“Instantaneous Transfer!”

Byrne instantly switched Amos’s body to a few hundred meters away, but to his astonishment, the black meteor instantly accelerated its turn, auto-tracking and roaring toward the relocated Amos.

The fiery form of Amos radiated a heart-throbbing, powerful aura, but under this strike, he seemed so minuscule and powerless.

The black meteor pierced through his flame-elemental form without any obstruction, striking with precision and erupting in a dazzling yet eerie black light.

“Ahhhhhh!”

In an instant, Amos’s body seemed to be devoured by a black hole; after the light passed, only dust and the lingering scent of death in the air remained, bearing witness to the battle’s brutality and swiftness.

“No!”

Ariel screamed upon seeing this scene, trembling with rage that one of the few Monarch powerful experts of the Romann family had been slain just like that!

“Amos, I will avenge you!”

She gritted her teeth and summoned stars to fall, trying to attack the mysterious Black Starlight from a distance.

But the Wordless Elder simply waved his hand indifferently, causing a multitude of wailing undead to appear out of nowhere and collide with those stars, nullifying the impact of both forces.

The attack had tremendous power, was incredibly fast, and was launched from a great distance, to the point where it was basically unavoidable—it was just too strong!

Byrne’s heart sank, but he immediately realized that even the “Black Starlight” most likely couldn’t launch the same attack again in a short time.

“Take him down,”

the Black Starlight ordered slowly, his voice devoid of sadness or joy.

The members of the Stars Embrace Order, forming the Hexagram Magic Circle, chanted continuously, beginning to summon a powerful spell from the sky.

In the horizon, ominous black lights suddenly appeared, like the scythe of the Death God, slicing through the sky, carrying destructive force as they sped toward the ground.

These black meteors were not like ordinary celestial visitors, neither shiny nor brilliant; they brought endless darkness and despair, their speed astonishing.

“Quick, dodge!”

Byrne immediately used his power to constantly shift his and Ariel’s positions, dodging the black meteors.

Chris, in contrast, simply relied on his unbelievable speed to avoid them; he had become faster than he was ten years ago.

As Chris charged toward the edge of the Hexagram Magic Circle, he found he couldn’t break through its hard shell!

“…”

And below in the sky, the people of Fiera Town continuously let out cries of alarm!

The first black meteor crashed at the edge of the town, accompanied by a deafening explosion. A powerful shockwave swept through the vicinity in an instant, buildings began to totter, and dust and debris flew everywhere.

More black meteors followed, raining down on this innocent town with the density of heavy rain.

Each meteor’s fall was followed by a violent explosion, releasing destructive energy. Houses, streets, and bridges in the town crumbled helplessly against this force, turning into a heap of ruins.

“Ahhhhhh!”

“Help!”

“Run for your lives!”

“Mommy!”

The fire blazed, illuminating half the sky and the faces of people filled with despair and screams; cries, sobs, and pleas for help mixed together as people scattered in all directions, searching for a sliver of hope for survival. But faced with this man-made cataclysm, all efforts seemed tiny and futile.

The flames devoured everything, turning the town that had slowly risen from poverty to riches into ash, the air filled with the pungent smell of burning and blood.

“It’s over, Byrne Fischer!”

The massive Marquis Vlad suddenly roared, as if venting years of pent-up anger.