Vanguard of the Eternal Night (BL)(Complete)

Chapter 91

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The second shockwave had spread out, and the ground was now icy blue. He would inevitably be affected as long as he landed.

Tyron's windmill combo was about to end. By the time he had landed his ninth consecutive hit, his momentum was already about to reach its end.

Everyone was waiting for him to land.

But, he didn't land!

He reached out a hand and propped it against Old Friend's shoulder, his entire person passing behind him, light as a shadow, without any weight at all even as a silent dagger stretched out from the shadows.

Throat slice!

Chanting interrupt!

Not only did Old Friend's chanting stop, but he also lost his balance and staggered backwards. Even so, his gestures remained unaffected as he released a third shockwave.

At this time, Tyron once again borrowed strength from the mage's shoulder and went up into the air.

From beginning to end, he had never once landed on the ground.

If any of these movements had been even a second slower, Old Friend might have toppled over from lack of balance and wouldn't have been able to support another person's movements. However--how fast had these movements been? They were so fast that Old Friend hadn't even had enough time to fall to the ground due to the overwhelming inertia.

He was like a person who'd been forced into use as a tumbler doll with a pair of invisible hands that always pushed him back into place.

It had already been two seconds of air time!

The fourth shockwave had already been released, but Tyron still hadn't landed on the ground!

The female commentator was in a shocked daze, "This is naked, dazzling technology!"

The male commentator also sighed emotionally, "Another control skill! This linkage! This control over his center of gravity! Contestant Odin is like a bird playing with a branch!"

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As though finally tired of playing with this human branch, Tyron finally stepped on his back and leapt back calmly. He touched down on the floor with one hand, then pushed up lightly and flipped back onto the stone wall next to him.

It was just that this one touch had caused the ice to freeze his left wrist.

He ignored the ice and instead held his right wrist flat. The dagger, Deep Silence, which was held in a reverse grip, reflected the sun in a rare streak of iridescent light.

In the next second, there was another flash!

The female commentator was left stunned once again, "I thought he was going to retreat! But, it turned out to be a hoax!"

Old Friend also had thought that he was going to withdraw!

But, he hadn't retreated. He'd tricked Old Friend into temporarily stopping his customized ice shock spell and then once again entered the ice-covered field.

Male commentator: "This isn't a wise move at this time. The area is still frozen!"

As soon as his voice fell, they saw Odin use his frozen left hand as leverage against the frozen ground and approach Old Friend with ease.

Old Friend had just finished preparing a damage spell that tracked the target, but when he was approached by Odin again, he had to temporarily interrupt his spell in order to release another instant-cast control spell--