Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 990: Champion Battles



"How long do you plan to sleep?" Ethan asked.

"I don't know," Nicole replied. "I just feel so tired. But, I'll wake up eventually. If I don't... you know where to find me."

Ethan nodded. "Very well. If you don't wake up soon, I'll just go and wake you up again."

Nicole smiled. "You should go back now. I'm sure the Fomorians will be there when you return."

"One problem after the other." Ethan could only shake his head helplessly. "After this, I plan to get some rest as well."

"Good idea," Nicole commented. "You can become my bed warmer, and warm me up."

"You'll like that, won't you?"

"Mmm. You're a good bed warmer, Ethan."

The young man felt something tug in his heart, so he lowered his head to kiss Nicole's forehead to bid her a good sleep.

"Wake up soon," Ethan said.

"No promises," Nicole replied. "Just wake me up again with a kiss, Mister Ghost."

Ethan lightly pinched Nicole's nose before reluctantly standing up from the altar. He still had many things to do and a war to fight.

No matter how much he wanted to keep her company, that would have to wait until the war was over.

Nicole closed her eyes and finally slept.

Unlike last time, her face was at peace, and there was even a faint smile on her beautiful face. Looking at her face, Ethan was reminded of how Nicole usually slept whenever he was beside her on the bed to make sure she wouldn't get any nightmares.

"Baradiel," Ethan said as he looked at the pitch black sky. "Take me back."

As if waiting for that moment, a beam of light descended from the sky and landed on Ethan's body.

Soon, he found himself floating toward the heavens, leaving the world where a lonely young lady slept, waiting for her Mister Ghost to come and visit her again.

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Above the sea, hundreds of Flying Ships boarded with Fomorians finally saw land.

The handsome black-haired man, Caddor, and the purple-haired lady, Narissa, coldly gazed at the armies that were waiting for their arrival.

The One-Eyed Giant, Jovar, narrowed his single eye as he observed the Defenders from a distance.

"Stop the ship," Caddor ordered.

They were standing on the deck of the main flagship of the Fomorian Sky Fleet, so when they stopped, all the other flying ships promptly followed suit.

They were only two miles away from the shore, and this distance could easily be traveled if they wished it.

But they knew that if they were to come closer, the Allied Armies would not hesitate to attack them.

Right now, the battlefield was tense as a standoff between the two forces came to pass.

A few minutes earlier, the sound of bells tolling spread in the surroundings as the Allied Camp prepared for battle.

Their scouts had informed them that the Fomorian Ships were near their location, so everyone donned their armor, carried their weapons, and went into their respective battle stations.

The Kings and Queens of the various races stood on the decks of their Flagships, ready to command their forces in battle.

The Shire Continent had relatively been peaceful, and this was the first time a full-scale war was happening.

The Dwarves had already charged their magic cannons.

The Elves were prepared to chant their spells.

The Beastkins were ready to clash in close combat.

The humans had their knights on the ground, and Wizards and Witches riding on broomsticks

in the air, all of whom were ready to engage in a dogfight in the sky.

It was an unprecedented show of force and unity of the Shire Continent.

But, despite all this, the Kings and Queens, as well as Professor Barret, couldn't help but think of one thing in their mind.

'Just where did Ethan go at a time like this?!'

Perhaps only Seff and Professor Barret weren't worried about the whereabouts of the young man.

They knew that Ethan wouldn't shy away from battle.

If he wasn't there, he was somewhere doing something very important.

Of course, Professor Barret had looked for Lilian and Emma to ask them where Ethan was.

Lilian said that Ethan was currently busy with something very important. As to whether he would be able to fight or not, the young lady only said that she wasn't sure if he would make it back in time.

Professor Barret nodded in understanding.

For him, Ethan had already done what was needed of him.

The rest was the job of the adults.

Even so, Joanne, Princess Ramona, Lilian, and Emma all rose on their Flying Brooms, ready to

fight at a moment's notice.

"Who wants to warm up first?" Caddor asked.

"Let me do it," the One-Eyed Giant Jovar replied.

Caddor nodded and asked the Mages among the Fomorians to freeze the sea to create a platform for battle.

The Defenders frowned when they saw that the surface of the sea was turning into ice.

Jovar then jumped off from the Flying Ship while being assisted by Caddor's Wind Magic.

The One-Eyed Giant landed on the surface of the sea, only a kilometer away from the Defenders of the Shire Continent.

"I am Jovar," Jovar declared. "One of the Chieftains of the Fomorians. Who among you dares

to fight me?"

"Oh, a Champion Battle," Seff smirked. "Nice. I need a warm up.'

Without even waiting for anyone's permission, Seff jumped off his flying Ship and descended into the ground with a smirk on his face.

A moment later, he stepped on the air as if he were walking on land.

With a few jumps, he nimbly landed on the surface of the ice, standing over a dozen meters

away from the One-Eyed Giant, who was five-meters tall.

"I am Seff," Seff declared. "The Beast King of Southshire."

"And here I thought that the people of the Shire Continent are cowards," Jovar eyed the Beast

King with satisfaction. "You are a worthy opponent."

"You're also a worthy opponent," Seff replied.

The Beast King knew that the One-Eyed Giant in front of him was no pushover.

In fact, Jovar was very strong.

He was simply unable to use his full power in the battle on the sea, where they had been at the complete mercy of the Ocean Races.

Now that he was standing on firm ground, he would finally be able to showcase his strength that made him one of the Chieftains of the Fomorians.

"What are the rules of this battle?" Seff inquired. "Do you want a battle to the death?"

"Hahaha! I am starting to like you more," Jovar replied. "Since I like you, I will spare your life

if you surrender later."

"Good." Seff nodded. "I'll do the same for you."

The two laughed at the same time, but a second later, Seff appeared in front of Jovar and unleashed a powerful punch.

A resounding clap was heard, and to everyone's surprise, Seff's fist was blocked by Jovar's enchanted Bone Club as if he was already expecting that he would attack him without notice.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Despite his size, Jovar moved quickly.

He didn't even have any problems swinging his bone club, creating blurry images with every

strike.

In just a span of a minute, the two combatants had already exchanged dozens of blows with each other, and surprisingly, the one being pushed back with every exchange was the Beast

King.

However, the Kings and Queens of the Shire Continent weren't too worried about this

outcome.

Seff was the strongest among them when it came to physical strength, and they knew how

strong the Beast King was.

Despite the fact that he seemed to be at a disadvantage for now, his fellow rulers knew that he was merely testing the waters before he unleashed his true prowess in battle.