At that moment, Oscar realized he might have to apologize to Tyron. If he did, his daemonic identity could become nearly impossible to disprove.Adrian sneered, "You’ll find out soon enough."These words stirred an unexpected sense of anticipation among the crowd.In an instant, Oscar and Adrian were locked in a fierce battle. The two dark immortals emerged from the shadows, adding to the spectacle. Those familiar with their backgrounds were astonished; these had once been powerful figures in their own right, and the fact that Oscar had turned them into his puppets was shocking. Although many looked down on such dark arts, others envied them. Having these dark immortals as allies provided a significant advantage in battle.“Hmph! You were once a genius, but opposing me has sealed your fate. I hope you don’t regret it,” Oscar said grimly. For him, this conflict with Adrian was a matter of life and death—a common outcome among geniuses with deep vendettas.Dark forces surged from th

The winds howled around them, intensifying the tension in the air.Adrian's expression hardened with a mix of anger and cold resolve. The dark art's power was overwhelming, making the situation increasingly dire. Suddenly, he noticed countless vengeful souls swirling behind Oscar. The presence of these souls indicated that the latter had taken many innocent lives to gain such formidable strength. This revelation only added to the gravity of the situation.Oscar smirked coldly. “Haha! Are you scared now? If you surrender, I might spare you. After all, you’re a powerful genius, and I wouldn’t want to destroy such talent. But if you continue to oppose me, you might never shine as brightly again.”Oscar’s words rang true. A prodigy who faced such a defeat would be haunted by inner demons, making it hard to overcome their limitations unless they were exceptionally resilient.Adrian glared at him. “You murderous maniac! Are you really so confident in your ability to kill me? Considerin

Adrian's longsword struck the puppets with terrifying force, tearing them apart instantly. The iron-forged chest of one puppets split wide open, leaving the crowd in shock, frozen for a moment."Impossible!" Oscar cried out in horror, his voice weak against the terrifying scene unfolding before him.Adrian smirked. "Impossible? Who do you think you are?" His sword radiated power, shooting straight into the sky.With a deafening crash, one of the puppets was completely destroyed. The crowd stared in disbelief, horrified by Adrian's overwhelming strength. No one had expected him to be so powerful.A group of onlookers watched in fear, unable to believe what they were seeing."Kill him! I refuse to believe you're that terrifying!" Oscar shouted, his eyes full of killing intent. As one puppet fell, another charged forward with wild fury.The crowd trembled, stunned by the intensity of the battle. Despite losing one puppet, Oscar refused to give up. The next puppet charged recklessly,

The puppets, forged from profound iron, were incredibly durable, and Oscar controlled five of them with ease. He was clearly at the pinnacle of puppet mastery."Rrrraaaggh!"The puppets came to life, their fierce roars turning into devastating attacks. Adrian could only watch as his swords clashed against the puppets' bodies.Clang! Clang! Clang!It was useless. The swords barely left a mark.Oscar, seeing this, burst into mocking laughter. "Hahaha! Now you understand the power of my puppets. Do you really think your swords can defeat me? Even with all those swords, what difference does it make? Do you think you're suddenly invincible?"As Oscar taunted Adrian, the latter’s expression darkened, his brows furrowing. It was clear Adrian was running out of options. If this continued, countless forces—iron riders, or otherwise—would be destroyed by the puppets’ relentless assault. The situation was growing desperate; even heaven and earth might be unable to save him.Adrian was dist

As the crowd discussed in hushed voices, an elderly man observed the scene with a discerning eye. "Adrian may appear straightforward, but beneath that lies something terrifying. How long has this formation been in place? It’s designed to disorient his enemies," he remarked with astonishment."Such precision and power. How could anyone defeat him?" the crowd murmured in agreement, awe filling their voices.At that moment, the puppets surrounding Adrian began trembling violently. Adrian, despite being encircled, fought alone, unable to land a single blow on Oscar. The battle grew more chaotic, intensifying by the second.Oscar hadn’t anticipated Adrian’s ferocity. In his mind, Adrian was a mere obstacle—difficult but not unbeatable. He had assumed the sword formation was Adrian's last move. But when Oscar realized there was also an illusion formation combined with the sword array, his confidence wavered. The combination was overwhelming."I refuse to believe I’ll die by your hand!" O