She was one of the people who had long since given up fighting the trio. The more she witnessed the power that the three of them wielded the more fascinated she became with them. Every woman had a standard that she used to judge all her suitors. Rebecca too had a standard but it had been so hard to fulfil for the men beside her that she had grown accustomed to being the strongest in the room.
Her criterion was after all strength. A power that was able to conquer everything in its path. She wanted her man to have the strength to overpower her and everyone else around her. She wanted him to be the best. But unfortunately, she had never come across such a person despite having gone to the most prestigious high school in the empire.
This was also one of the reasons that she was so stuck up on going to the Caesar University. She wanted to find a sense of competition once again in her life but so far she had only found despair at every turn.
Finally she had found someone who was worth devoting herself to. Over the course of the battle she had come to realize that the feelings that she held for the trio were not of hatred at all. It had changed into a fascination that she couldn't control no matter how hard she tried.
She could tell that the legendary trio were mysterious and powerful beyond her imagination as they had gotten rid of such a huge plot against themselves with such ease. They had made quick work of all the competitors and were still fighting with vigor and a strong will.
She didn't want to be their enemy any longer. If possible, Rebecca wanted to join up with them even if they only allowed her to follow after them as a subordinate and not as a teammate. She felt that if she let go of this chance, she would be unable to get another chance like this in the future.
Rebecca had a flushed expression on her face as she remembered what the trio had done to her earlier but she didn't think of it as humiliation any longer. She wanted to be the woman of the chief of the masked men and thought of her earlier intimate contact with him as the advance payment.
At the same time she was determined to look for the masked man after the end of the competition. She wanted to properly join him and wanted to be his woman if he accepted her somehow.
Gabby knew that the momentum of the fight had long since shifted away from his intended direction. The masked men were controlling the pace of the entire battle and they were only dancing in the palms of the trio. To escape the inescapable net cast by the trio, Gabby decided to pull out the trump card that he had never planned to reveal in the first round. But he had a feeling that it was now or never. If he didn't take it out now, there was a possibility that there wouldn't even be a second round for him.
"We have to do 'that' right now."
Ibeniah and Macbeth nodded at him to show their understanding and immediately took their positions for their next move. Zavier didn't interrupt them and let them pull out whatever move they had been so reluctant to reveal until now.
From their confident and fluent movements, it was evident that strategy had been practiced a lot by the three of them.
The three of them were standing in a triangular formation while facing towards each other. With an indication from Gabby, their lips started to tremble as they began to chant in unison with each other. Their hand signs and the tone of their voice as they chanted were perfectly in sync. Zavier could tell that they had worked very hard for this move as it was almost impossible for three distinct individuals who had no relationship with each other to be that much synchronized.
Zavier didn't have to wait very long this time as the ground around them started to glow in a circular pattern as if a diagram made of light was being drawn on the ground with the rise and fall of their chanting voices. It was truly a magical scene to behold.
Zavier had enough understanding of the world by then to be able to understand what was happening at this moment. It was definitely an array. He had only heard about arrays so far but hadn't had the opportunity to learn anything about them, not even in his school. It was supposedly an advanced subject and was a sub class to magical studies.
The diagram that came into existence was neither triangular as one would expect from a trio of casters, nor was it circular as he had felt it to be when he had witnessed the initial form of the diagram.
The array was actually based on a hexagram pattern which Zavier had no knowledge about.
In reality, this was a C rank magic formation that was known as "Poly". This was a kind of spell that could be cast individually as well as in a group. The more the number of casters, more would be the attack potential of the magic skill.
Gabby looked slightly strained after casting the formation magic in the area surrounding him. It was obvious that the spell had taken a lot out of him.
"All of you need to get inside this spell. Hurry up, we don't have much time and we can't waste any of it at the moment. We can't hold on for long."
As the number of the participants of the alliance began to get in the formation, there came a huge change in the formation that all of them were able to feel. The mana from their bodies was slowly being extracted as the formation around them began to spin faster and faster. It was as if a tornado of mana was being generated with the formation as its epicentre. Zavier had never imagined that it was a kind of mana gathering formation that was able to help all the enemies join together to fight against their common enemy.
As the students continued to get into the formation, and the glow surrounding the formation grew more and more. All the students were now providing the mana required to stabilize the formation which was the reason that Gabby and his team could finally rest at ease as their burden was being shared together with everyone else.
This allowed the three of them to take the initiative to attack Zavier and his clones. This was the first time that the three of them had taken an initiative to attack Zavier with all their strength.
Zavier could feel that they truly were very confident in the strength of this formation for them to be initiating the offensive on their own.
As Zavier defended against their constant attacks which had definitely increased in strength, he manipulated the blood in his body to take on the shape of a heavy and giant great sword. He intended to smash the formation apart.
But when his sword descended in full force on to the formation, Zavier was shocked to find that the blood sword that had managed to damage everything that he had ever come across had been stopped by the colourless bubble of mana surrounding the formation. It was the defense formed from the mana of all the participants at once.
Zavier was taken aback. This had never happened to him before. It was the first time that someone had managed to successfully block his Blood Blade skill without much effort.
Seeing him fail provided the boost in confidence that the desperate alliance members so desperately required. It was as if hungry ghosts had seen a glimpse of food in front of them and that only made them try harder to get to it. The same principle applied to the alliance members at the moment. All throughout the war, they had never seen the masked men falter even once. They had been dominated thoroughly but this was the first time that one of the masked men failed in breaching their defenses.
Gabby had a mocking smirk on his face as he looked at Zavier and his clone. It was the look of a predator instead of the prey.
Zavier prepared himself since he had a feeling that the counterattack wasn't very far away.
Gabby moved his arms in front of him with his palms facing in the direction of Zavier and his clone. As soon as he did, a blast of energy that compressed and tore through the air curtain surrounding them launched in the direction of Zavier and his clones. Zavier could tell that it was a huge congregation of mana that had been compressed to a minimum so as to increase its penetration power.
Zavier saw the laser attack that Gabby had launched at him with the help of the formation. Since the danger warning in his head didn't go off, he knew that he could take it on without suffering a loss.
Therefore, Zavier and his clone used all the blood at their disposal to form a multi-layered shield in front of them instantly. This was the strongest shield that Zavier had formed yet.
Although both of them were able to block the laser by gritting their teeth, the strength imbued in it wasn't weak at all. The both of them had been blown backwards by the momentum that the lasers packed in them.
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