Chapter 689: Feron’s True Unsealed State
Lord Vornak finally stopped treating Feron like an annoying young master.
His massive body floated in space, his dark iron-like skin tightening as the pressure around him grew heavier. The shock from Feron’s last punch still lingered in his arm.
"You can actually match my body without transforming." Lord Vornak’s voice became colder. "Good. Then I’ll stop holding back."
Feron shook his bleeding hand and chuckled. "Yeah, yeah. Show me what you’ve got."
Lord Vornak suddenly lowered his stance.
"[Iron Mountain Body]."
RUMBLE!
His entire body became darker and heavier, as if his flesh had turned into living black stone.
Feron’s eyes sharpened.
Lord Vornak vanished.
BOOOOM!
His fist smashed into Feron’s guard, blasting him backward through space.
Feron barely stabilized himself before Lord Vornak appeared above him.
"[World Crushing Step]."
His foot stomped down like a falling continent.
Feron’s expression changed. "Damn."
BAAAAANG!
The kick slammed him downward, sending shockwaves across the sky above Vornak Planet.
Lord Vornak did not stop.
"[Vornak War Fist]."
Dozens of heavy fist shadows erupted, each one carrying enough force to crush mountains.
Feron clicked his tongue. "Alright. That’s enough testing."
A strange golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Loraine, who was watching from the distance, immediately froze. "He’s using mine."
Golden coins appeared around Feron one after another, spinning around his body like a miniature storm.
[Golden Fortune Domain]
Lord Vornak frowned. "What?"
Feron lifted one finger, and the golden coins rang loudly.
CLINK! CLINK! CLINK!
Golden light poured into his body, strengthening his muscles, reaction speed, balance, and recovery.
At the same time, several darker coins flew toward Lord Vornak and struck his aura, slightly dragging down his momentum.
Feron’s body stopped falling.
His lazy expression returned. "Thanks, Loraine."
Loraine sighed softly. "You’re welcome, I suppose."
Lord Vornak’s eyes became sharper. "You copied her power?"
Feron rolled his shoulders as flames suddenly erupted around one arm.
Iris’s expression stiffened. "And mine too?"
Crimson-gold dragon flames gathered into a blazing spear in Feron’s hand.
[Igris Spear]
Feron spun the flaming spear once, then his other arm became covered in dark-red Drakhor energy.
A brutal black-red gauntlet formed over his fist.
[Vrakmor Gauntlet]
Varka burst out laughing. "Hahaha! That bastard can use mine too!"
Feron looked at Lord Vornak and finally revealed the true nature of his Unsealed State.
"My Unsealed State copies the Unsealed States of anyone who becomes part of my harem."
The surrounding space fell silent for a moment.
Even Garion raised an eyebrow.
Iris stared at Feron with a strange expression. "That sounds ridiculous when you say it out loud."
Varka laughed even harder. "No, that sounds damn perfect for him!"
Loraine rubbed her forehead, while Erlin quietly looked away as if she had decided not to comment.
Lord Vornak’s face darkened. "Absurd."
Feron pointed [Igris Spear] forward while the [Vrakmor Gauntlet] tightened around his fist.
"Yeah, I know."
Golden coins spun around him, dragon flames burned across his spear, and Drakhor pressure pulsed from his gauntlet.
Feron’s lazy young master aura disappeared, replaced by something far more dangerous. "But what can I do? It’s my power."
His eyes sharpened as he rushed forward. "Now prepare to get beaten up by this young master."
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While Feron and Lord Vornak continued facing each other in space, Garion’s five disciples watched from behind.
Dahlia remained calm, but the faint disaster aura around her body was already stirring.
Arden adjusted his posture, his green eyes moving across the battlefield with careful thought.
Mersha kept touching the bottles at her waist, clearly itching to test something strange.
Valtor’s flames rose and faded around his shoulders again and again, while Seira’s cold gaze stayed fixed on the Vornak warriors below.
A moment later, Valtor clicked his tongue. "Master."
Garion glanced at him. "What?"
Valtor crossed his arms, his expression clearly annoyed. "If it keeps going like this, we won’t have a chance to do anything."
Mersha immediately nodded. "Exactly. Feron and his harem already took the main battlefield. If we just stand here, all my precious potions will be wasted."
Arden hesitated for a moment before speaking quietly. "There are many planets around here, right? If this is an Intermediate Grade World, Vornak Planet should not be the only battlefield."
Seira’s cold voice followed. "Then we should move."
Dahlia finally looked toward Garion. "Master, waiting here is pointless."
Garion stared at his five disciples for a few seconds before his grin slowly widened. "Good point."
He looked toward Feron and shouted, "Feron!"
Feron, who was about to rush toward Lord Vornak again, paused slightly. "What?"
Garion pointed at his disciples with his thumb. "I’m sending my disciples to the other planets around here."
Feron immediately understood.
He laughed loudly. "Sure! Go ahead! This place has plenty of annoying planets anyway!"
Lord Vornak’s expression darkened instantly. "You dare?"
Garion ignored him completely and turned back toward Dahlia, Arden, Mersha, Valtor, and Seira. "You heard him."
His grin widened. "Each of you pick one planet nearby. One person, one planet. Test your strength properly, and don’t destroy the whole damn world unless you have to."
The five disciples reacted at once.
Dahlia’s calm expression became dangerous as black-blue disaster energy flickered around her body.
Arden’s shy look faded slightly, replaced by quiet excitement as green nature energy bloomed around his feet.
Mersha laughed under her breath while pulling out a glowing bottle. "Hehehe... finally."
Valtor’s flames erupted violently. "Good. I was getting bored."
Seira simply raised one hand, and frost spread silently through the surrounding space. "Understood."
A second later, all five disciples shot away in different directions.
BOOOOM!
Five powerful auras tore through space, heading toward five different planets within Vornak World.
Lord Vornak’s eyes filled with anger as he watched them leave.
Those planets were not as important as Vornak Planet, but they still belonged to his world.
Garion had just casually sent five monsters to attack them like he was assigning gym equipment.
Feron noticed Lord Vornak’s expression and let out a low laugh. "Don’t look away now."
Lord Vornak slowly turned back toward him.
Feron raised [Igris Spear], golden coins spinning around his body while the [Vrakmor Gauntlet] pulsed with brutal power. "Your opponent is still me."
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