The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 297

Where were they? Alavin completely lost track of the two figures, as if they were never in the beast pen, undetectable by any sign of their presence.

Just then, Erica's voice wafted through the forest, her location indiscernible. "Alavin, engage in battle!"

A stunning shower of light suddenly burst forth from ahead, like a myriad of stars plummeting from the sky, vast and sweeping towards Alavin. The powerful magic wave thundered through the beast pen, shattering all trees in its path with a brilliance akin to gleaming blades. Its might was no less formidable than Alavin's own assault!

“So strong!” Alavin left behind afterimages as he moved, his sacred sword shining like a rainbow, dazzling and bright. The Dawnedge Blade unleashed intense beams of light, shattering the rain of blades, but... something was not right! His aggressive sword tide seemed to hit nothing at all. It should have clashed with the curtain of swords, yet nothing happened.

Could this be... an illusion?

Alavin snapped to the realization on the spot and swiftly retreated, for who could guarantee that within the fantasy, there wasn't a real threat lurking?

Fortunate was his quick reaction, for in the next instant, Sveinn burst out from the curtain of blades, his oppressive aura of slaughter bearing down. His movements were graceful and swift as a startled swan. His whole body roared with flames, twisting the space around him. His sword danced like the rain, its edge burning with flames as it shot towards Alavin.

Alavin tumbled to the ground, undeterred, and with a counterstrike, proclaimed, "Fall of Eternity, Infinite Swords."

Violent sword energy erupted, clashing head-on with Sveinn's swordsmanship.

The two sword collided with immense force, and the clashing sounds filled the beast pen as if thousands of swords were striking each other in a dense and intense cacophony.

Sveinn was extremely confident in his swordsmanship and had the advantage of a surprise attack. After striking once, he immediately followed up with a second strike. However...

"What?" Sveinn's face shifted with surprise as Alavin's swordsmanship instantly dispersed all the fiery sword tides, striking at Sveinn with a force that could uproot trees and pull them down.

Alavin struck with his sword. The Dawnedge Blade pierced Sveinn’s chest, emerging from the shoulder and drawing a spray of crimson blood.

“Ah!” Sveinn grunted and staggered back, swiftly evading into the dense forest.