The Legendary Mage novel Chapter 323

The arena fell into a hush, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, as two thousand spectators held their breath in anticipation. The clash between the two combatants had escalated from a tense standoff to a ferocious collision in what felt like only an instant, yet also seemed to stretch on for an eternity. However, any trace of illusion was shattered by Alavin's brutal onslaught.

Semar slammed hard onto the stone floor of the dueling platform. Her body felt as if it had been cleaved in half at the waist. A violent turmoil erupted in her chest and belly, and with a retching gasp, a spurt of blood burst forth as her delicate frame bent unnaturally.

Alavin, swift as lightning, didn't wait for her to fully hit the ground before his hand shot out and clenched her throat, hoisting her into the air with unyielding force. A dense, dark miasma invaded her mind, the murderous intent of the Shadowbringer!

Semar's screams ceased abruptly, her pupils dilated, mouth agape, and body rigid. The sacred runes coursing through her were shattered and dispersed, and after a moment that seemed like an eternity, Semar's consciousness spiraled into darkness. Her battered body was limp and lifeless in Alavin's formidable grip, held high for all to see.

The scene froze there as if captured in a painting. Silence persisted throughout the arena, a mix of terror, astonishment, confusion, and disbelief. Elite Protégés gasped, their bodies tingling as if struck by lightning.

Alavin held Semar aloft, his brow furrowed in slight concentration, trying to recall the recent events. Was Semar regaining consciousness? At that moment, when all the runes had retracted into her body, it seemed her mind had cleared. Had the runes forcibly purged the killing intent? The Icebound had indeed shown its power.

Yet, the Shadowbringer had not disappointed Alavin, piercing through the Icebound and grievously wounding Semar. He never expected the Shadowbringer to be invincible, but this level of might was monstrous enough.

The five Elders exchanged glances, seeing the gravity of the situation in each other's eyes. The Shadowbringer was truly terrifying, virtually unbeatable. Even a Golden Protégé like Semar had been dispatched in an instant. What chance did the others stand?

Nikulas and his companions were also stunned. They had thought that both Alavin and Semar, having ascended to Advanced Mage status, wouldn't have such a vast gap between them. But this was beyond even the disparity at the Novice Mage level.

Eyla's laughter was bright and clear. The Shadowbringer had not let her down, breaking through the Icebound without resistance. Semar had been arrogant, matching Alavin's strongest move right from the start, clearly inviting defeat. Even Eyla wouldn't dare to challenge Alavin head-on.

The atmosphere in the arena shifted rapidly to excitement as exclamations and shouts filled the air. The crowd was deeply shocked.

A one-hit defeat? This was a complete execution! Semar, the Golden Protégé, an idol to many, had been vanquished in a flash by Alavin!