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"Your lightning cannot harm me, I will admit, I was not expecting a Nephilim to appear here out of all places, but you are simply not powerful enough to go against me."

"If I was a newly evolved Tier VI, perhaps you would have a chance, but I'm not." Avargan said with a smile as Reign let go of his swords, allowing them to levitate next to him.

He extended his arms forward and lightning gathered as Avargan sighed.

"Arrogance is the downfall of many powerful and talented men, it seems that Nephilims are not exempt from it either."

"It will do nothing to me, your lightning cannot reach me, so why not use your other abilities instead?" Avargan asked as he calmly stood in the air and waited for Reign to finish his attack.

He wasn't attacking him, he wasn't doing anything, simply waiting.

As for Reign, he had gathered the mana in his hands and put them as close to each other as possible. Right now, he looked like he was holding a ball in his hands.

Meanwhile, the others were still fighting furiously against the enemies that outnumbered them.

A battle of Tier V combatants was one with immense destruction, and a battle of mostly peak Tier V combatants was enough to push clouds away, to cause earthquakes and crumble down mountains.

The entire area looked haggard, the landscape changed completely thanks to the battle.

Anyone passing nearby would be scared witless from the immense auras and the display of power that caused the ground to shake, alas, the arrays put in place covered a vast area miles in diameter.

Avargan and his children had prepared well, they made sure to create a huge network of concealing arrays that made it impossible for anyone outside of the area to notice a single thing.

Those arrays were just a part of the overall formation that was put in place, one using the arrays and some powerful artifacts to be activated.

Weakening arrays were in place, strengthening arrays, arrays that concealed the presence of Avargan's children, arrays that made it almost impossible for anyone to conceal their presence in front of them, arrays that syphoned some mana from enemies, arrays that poured more mana into Avargan and his children, and more.

There were hundreds of arrays placed, and the formation that was put on top of them was one that denied the usage of teleportation of any kind, making it impossible for Reign and his teammates to get away without running away from the area.

Even then, there was a barrier in place, one that would stop them for a short period of time so that their enemies could catch up to them.

The trap was perfect, the amount of care and dedication put into it was enough to make even the most powerful of mages in the two kingdoms blush in shame.

Still, that didn't stop Reign from trying out something.

He moved the mana to his waist while twisting his hips, and then, just like a famous anime character from Earth, he quickly and forcefully pushed his hands forward while twisting his hips, causing the ball of energy in his hands to be launched at Avargan, but it wasn't a ball of lightning that was launched at him, instead, it was a beam of light.

Avargan's eyes widened in surprise as he quickly used his dark, corrosive energy to block the attack.

"Wonderfully done master, you used his own arrogance against him, if only you had screamed out the name of the attack, it would have been just like that anime," Jared said with a smile as Avargan was suddenly blasted back, his body being pushed tens of meters each second.

He did his best to attempt to stop the attack, but it was for naught.

Reign had poured almost all of his mana into this one attack, not to defeat Avargan, but to send him flying back as far as he could so that he and the rest could escape from this place.

The beam of light continued to push Avargan backward, the force of Reign's attack catching him off guard. The puppet master struggled against the energy onslaught, his dark magic colliding with the intense light. Avargan's children, momentarily distracted by the unexpected turn of events, paused in their assault.

Reign, seizing the opportunity, gestured to his teammates. "Now's our chance! Retreat!" he shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos of battle. Without waiting for any of them to respond, he dived down and joined the fray, using his soul attacks and the immense power he possessed to quickly blow multiple enemies away.

Theron, Mia, Nayle, and the others quickly disengaged from their adversaries, forming a protective circle around Reign.

As Avargan fought to regain control, the team retreated, each step a calculated effort to distance themselves from the puppet master and his formidable children. However, the arrays and formations in place hindered their escape. The air around them crackled with the magical barriers designed to restrict their movements.

Aethion's voice echoed within Reign's mind. "Kid, the trap is well-constructed. We must break through the barriers together. I can guide you."

Reign nodded, acknowledging Aethion's guidance. He summoned his powers, the light and darkness swirling around him. Aethion, along with Jared, channeled their energies, creating a synergy that would help them break through the magical obstacles.

As they pushed against the barriers, a sudden surge of power emanated from Avargan. Despite being pushed back, the puppet master was not one to yield easily. The dark energy around him intensified, forming a protective shield that countered the retreat.

The ground beneath Avargan shattered as he planted himself firmly, determined to maintain control over the situation. He unleashed a powerful counterattack, sending waves of dark energy towards Reign and his companions.

The team, now focusing on both defense and escape, coordinated their efforts. Theron erected magical shields, Mia utilized her agility to avoid the incoming attacks, and Nayle employed her unique abilities to disrupt Avargan's magic.

Adrian, who had been locked in combat with Avargan's son, disengaged and joined the others. "We need to get out of here. Let me create a diversion," he suggested, his dual blades gleaming with elven craftsmanship.

Adrian unleashed a flurry of swift and precise strikes, drawing one of Avargan's sons into a fierce one-on-one duel whilst moving around and causing a couple more of them to be drawn into the battle. The clash of blades and combat skills created a distraction, momentarily diverting the enemy's attention from the retreating team.

Meanwhile, Aragos continued his battle with Elyndor, the clash of elemental forces resonating across the battlefield. Aragos, fueled by the revelation of his siblings and the betrayal of his mentor, fought with renewed determination. Elyndor, although calm and stoic on the surface, was struggling to contain all of his emotions, as well as a small, but surging conflict that was within him.

Reign, Aethion, and Jared focused their efforts on breaking through the magical barriers. The combined power of light and darkness created a force that pushed against the constraints, creating hairline fractures in the magical defenses.

"We're making progress, but we need more power," Aethion urged Reign, his voice resonating in the Nephilim's mind.

Reign, recognizing the urgency, channeled his energy with increased intensity. The celestial wings on his back expanded, casting a radiant glow. The darkness within him swirled in harmony with the light, creating a unique blend of power.

As the barriers weakened, Mia, Nayle, and the others seized the opportunity to amplify their own efforts. Theron unleashed a barrage of magical projectiles, Venica conjured arcane barriers, and Elara summoned flames to create a protective shield.

Adrian, locked in a fierce duel, executed a series of acrobatic maneuvers to keep the enemies occupied while Gideon, Cosmo, Ugon, Siabas, and some of the others joined the fray, keeping them away from Reign. The diversion allowed the team to concentrate on breaking through the magical restraints.

Elyndor, conflicted by his loyalties, disengaged from the battle with Aragos. "I can't let you go any further," he declared, his ice-

blue combat aura intensifying.

Aragos, sensing Elyndor's internal struggle, spoke with a mixture of anger and sorrow. "You were like a father to me, Elyndor. Don't let Avargan's madness consume you."

Elyndor remained silent for a moment, his expression betraying the turmoil within. The battlefield, once filled with the clash of forces, now held a tense pause as the two brothers faced each other.

Reign, feeling the barriers give way, urged his team to press forward. "Now! We break through!" he declared, the celestial and demonic energies surging to their peak.

With a powerful surge, the magical barriers shattered. The team, led by Reign, burst through the weakened defenses and sprinted toward the edge of the concealed battlefield. Adrian, recognizing the signal, disengaged from his duel and followed suit, as did Aragos who quickly used his combat aura to push Elyndor back and join the others.

The moment they exited the formation and arrays, Theron immediately took out an item and pointed it at the sky before activating it, causing a giant red ball of light to appear in the sky above them.

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