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Chapter 237 – The Abyssal Duel
Chapter 237 – The Abyssal Duel
The night was silent.
A storm brewed on the horizon, dark clouds twisting in the sky, as if the heavens themselves recoiled in anticipation.
The air was thick with tension.
Veylan tightened his grip on his twin blades, his crimson eyes locked on the massive fortress ahead.
This was his next target.
Elder Malagar Valefor.
A master of forbidden magic.
A warlord who had crushed entire armies singlehandedly.
And the most dangerous enemy Veylan had ever faced.
This wouldn’t be a battle.
It would be a war.
The Fortress of Shadows
The entrance was guarded—
Dozens of elite sentries, clad in black armor, their weapons gleaming with enchantments.
But Veylan was faster.
He moved like a phantom, weaving through the darkness.
One by one—
He struck them down.
Silent. Precise. Lethal.
The moment the last guard fell, he slipped through the gates.
Inside, the air was heavy with an unnatural presence.
Dark magic crawled along the walls, whispering in a language older than time itself.
Then—
A voice.
"I’ve been expecting you."
A figure emerged from the shadows.
Elder Malagar.
Tall, draped in a robe of shifting darkness, his golden eyes burned with eldritch power.
He smiled.
"You should not have come, assassin."
The fortress shuddered.
The battle had begun.
The First Clash
Veylan moved first.
A blur of motion and steel.
His blades flashed—
Aimed directly for Malagar’s throat.
But—
The elder vanished.
Not dodged—
Vanished.
The next second, Veylan felt a cold breath against his neck.
"Too slow."
A blast of black fire erupted—
Veylan barely twisted away as the flames tore through the ground, turning stone into molten slag.
Malagar was faster than expected.
And far more powerful.
A Game of Shadows
The room plunged into darkness.
Not just lack of light—
A void.
A realm of pure abyss.
Veylan couldn’t see.
Couldn’t hear.
Then—
Pain.
A dagger of raw energy stabbed into his side.
Then another.
And another.
The void laughed.
"You cannot fight what you cannot see."
Veylan gritted his teeth.
Focused.
He wasn’t just a warrior.
He was a hunter.
And every predator knew—
Darkness was not a weakness.
It was a weapon.
The Predator Awakens
Veylan closed his eyes.
He didn’t need sight.
He needed instinct.
He slowed his breathing.
Listened.
Felt the shift in the air.
Then—
He moved.
A blade came for his back—
He turned, catching it mid-air, twisting Malagar’s wrist with a sharp crack.
The void shattered.
They were back in the real world—
And now, the fight had truly begun.