Chapter 688: Lord Vornak Meets His Match
The Vornak warriors finally moved.
Dozens of brutal figures charged forward at the same time, their dark iron-like bodies cutting through space like living weapons.
The bald warrior roared first. "Crush them!"
Heavy physical power erupted from his body as both fists slammed together.
BANG!
A dark shockwave spread outward.
Several other Vornak warriors followed immediately.
"[Mountain Breaking Fist]!"
"[Iron Blood Body]!"
"[Stone War Step]!"
Their bodies grew heavier, their muscles tightened like forged metal, and their auras became even more savage.
The space around them shook as if a mountain range had suddenly started running through the sky.
Iris clicked her tongue. "Finally using skills?"
Varka laughed and rushed forward. "Good! Hit harder!"
A Vornak warrior appeared in front of Varka and punched down with both hands.
"[Mountain Breaking Fist]!"
His fist carried enough force to shatter a small hill.
Varka answered by punching straight back.
BOOOOM!
The two fists collided, and the warrior’s expression changed instantly.
His arm twisted.
CRACK!
Varka’s [Vrakmor Gauntlets] became heavier at that moment, and her next punch smashed directly into his chest.
BANG!
The warrior spat blood and flew backward.
"Hahaha! Nice skill!" Varka shouted. "Too bad your fist is weaker than mine!"
On the other side, Iris clashed with three Vornak warriors at once.
One activated [Iron Blood Body], his skin turning even darker and harder.
Another used [Stone War Step], disappearing in short, heavy bursts as if he was stomping through space itself.
The third tried to grab her from behind.
Iris spun [Igris Spear] once.
FWOOM!
A ring of crimson-gold dragon flames exploded outward.
The first warrior blocked with both arms, but the spear pierced straight through his defense and stabbed into his shoulder.
His eyes widened.
The flame did not stop at the wound.
It entered his body.
"Burn," Iris said coldly.
BOOOOM!
Dragon fire erupted from inside him, blasting him away while smoke poured from his armor.
The second warrior appeared beside her and kicked toward her ribs.
Iris raised her knee and blocked it head-on.
BAM!
The impact shook her body, but she did not move back.
She grabbed his leg, pulled him closer, and slammed her forehead into his face.
CRACK!
The warrior’s nose broke instantly.
Iris sneered. "Hard body, weak face."
Behind them, Loraine and Erlin barely moved.
Golden coins spun around Loraine like a shining river, sending buffs into Iris and Varka while darker coins quietly weakened the Vornak warriors’ strength, balance, and recovery.
Erlin’s [Silent Moon Veil] covered the battlefield in pale moonlight.
The Vornak warriors kept missing by half a step.
Their senses lied to them.
Their timing broke.
Their bodies hesitated at the worst moments.
A warrior tried to strike Varka from behind, only for his fist to pass through an afterimage.
Varka appeared above him and stomped him down.
BOOOOM!
Another rushed at Iris, but his vision blurred, and Iris’s spear was already in front of his chest.
PCHHHT!
The Vornak warriors were using skills now.
They were stronger, heavier, and more coordinated than before.
It still did not matter.
Iris and Varka beat them down from the front, while Loraine and Erlin controlled everything from the back.
The battlefield looked chaotic, but the flow was completely one-sided.
Whenever a Vornak warrior tried to gather momentum, Loraine’s dark coins slowed him down.
Whenever someone found a gap, Erlin’s moonlight twisted his senses just enough to ruin the opening.
Whenever anyone got too close, Iris’s spear burned through his defense, or Varka’s gauntlets smashed him away like a broken weapon.
Feron watched the battle with satisfaction and nodded. "Good. Very good."
Garion stood beside him with both hands in his pockets. "See? My training works."
Feron glanced at him. "Yeah, yeah. Your torture works."
Garion smiled proudly. "Same thing."
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The battle outside Vornak Planet had already become completely one-sided.
Dozens of Vornak warriors had charged forward with terrifying momentum, yet Iris, Varka, Loraine, and Erlin pushed them back again and again.
The Vornak warriors were strong.
Unfortunately, strong bodies alone were not enough.
Feron watched the scene for a moment before slowly floating forward.
His lazy expression remained, but the look in his eyes had already changed.
"Heheh." Feron looked toward Lord Vornak and raised one hand casually. "Now, Vornak, you see it, right?"
Lord Vornak’s eyes moved toward him.
Feron’s mouth curved slightly. "Your warriors are losing to mine."
The surrounding space became quiet for a second.
Lord Vornak looked at the battlefield, then back at Feron.
A cold sneer appeared on his rough face. "So what?"
Feron raised an eyebrow.
Lord Vornak’s massive body released a heavier pressure, causing the space around him to tremble. "No matter how many warriors fall, it changes nothing."
His huge fists slowly clenched. "As long as I am here, Vornak has not lost."
Feron stared at him for a moment.
A second later, his lazy grin widened. "Good answer."
His Star Realm aura rose slowly, but he did not unseal himself.
Iris glanced at him from the battlefield. "You’re not using your Unsealed State?"
Feron rolled his shoulders and answered without looking back. "Not yet."
Varka laughed loudly while punching another warrior away. "Hahaha! Careful, young master. Don’t get crushed!"
Feron chuckled. "Relax. I want to see how strong he is first."
Lord Vornak’s eyes narrowed. "You’re fighting me like that?"
Feron floated closer, both hands finally leaving his pockets. "Yeah."
His expression became sharper. "Let’s start."
The next instant, both of them vanished.
BOOOOM!
Feron’s fist collided with Lord Vornak’s fist in the middle of space.
A violent shockwave exploded outward, forcing several nearby warriors to stumble back.
Lord Vornak’s eyes changed slightly.
Feron did not move back.
His body shook from the impact, but he held his position.
Lord Vornak’s expression finally turned serious. "You..."
Feron exhaled slowly and clenched his fist again.
His knuckles were bleeding, but his eyes were bright with excitement. "Damn. You really are tough."
Lord Vornak stared at him in surprise.
For the first time, an outsider had met his fist head-on without being smashed away.
Feron grinned. "Good."
He rushed forward again. "Now this is worth dying once for."
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