Inside a crimson cave within the Forbidden Bloodshade, Marci was seated in a lotus position, with her body emitting a vibrant purple and golden light, giving off the appearance of a sacred and majestic being.
Suddenly, the light grew brighter, and thousands of hands emerged from her body, rushing toward a boulder before him at lightning speed.
The cave entrance crumbled with a loud crash, sending tremors throughout the area.
“Eternaflare Mastery! I’ve finally mastered it!” Marci rejoiced, her eyes snapping open as she chuckled sinisterly.
“You wretched being! I don’t care whether you’re James or Forty-nine! Even if there were ten of you now, I would easily trample on you.”
With those words, she threw back his head and erupted into wild laughter.
At that moment, a ten-color light flashed before her eyes, and James suddenly materialized.
Marci, sensing something amiss, ceased his laughter abruptly. She immediately lifted her head, and her expression changed drastically. “You—”
“Come at me. I’d like to experience the true strength of the Eternaflare Mastery,” James urged with his hands behind his back.
Marci’s brows furrowed as she snorted disdainfully, “Should I call you James or Forty-nine?”
“Defeat me, and I’ll reply.” James smiled mockingly.
“Arrogant,” Marci bellowed in anger, then extended her hands. Suddenly, a dazzling purple-gold light erupted from her body.
Three sharp impacts rang out in quick succession as the giant swords were forcefully repelled by a formidable blood-red energy, redirecting them back toward Marci.
The explosions rocked the earth, instantly causing the cave to collapse. The shockwave uprooted everything in its vicinity—flowers, trees, and mountains.
When the dust settled, Marci was seen sitting cross-legged amidst the debris in a miserable state. Her hair was disheveled, her body covered in dirt, and wisps of white smoke rising from her head.
Despite his disarray, Marci’s defiance did not wane. She bellowed a roar of determination, commanding her eight physical clones that had encircled James to attack in unison, unleashing a fierce onslaught.
With merely a thought, James’ body erupted in a dazzling display of multi-colored lights. This powerful burst of energy easily knocked the eight clones away.!
Marci let out a muffled groan as blood escaped her lips after suffering the backlash. Meanwhile, her eight clones were scattered into the void, frozen in various awkward positions.
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