The Emperor’s cold gaze swept over the arena as he leaned forward in his throne, his voice booming with authority. “If you truly wish to prove your innocence, first break the Lotus Formation. Show us that you are the one who is really trapped inside the formation and broke it on your own.”
The crowd erupted in murmurs, some gasping at the Emperor’s demand, others nodding in agreement, eager to witness the spectacle.
Kent stood still, his eyes narrowing slightly as he stared at the Emperor. A moment passed in silence before a smirk slowly curled on his lips. “As you wish, Your Majesty,” he said with gritted teeth, his tone dripping with mock respect. “If breaking this formation is what it takes to bring the truth to light, then so be it.”
Without hesitation, the Emperor gestured to the trap masters to set up the Lotus Formation.
More than a hundred trap masters swiftly began weaving the Lotus formation, their hands moving in intricate patterns, inscribing magical seals that glowed with an ominous light. The arena’s audience leaned forward in their seats, their eyes glued to Kent, who stood at the center, completely calm, as if the threat of this deadly trap did not faze him.
The Emperor’s cold gaze locked onto Kent, his lips curling into a mocking smile.
Kent glanced at the Emperor, he tried to study what type of man his father really is.
Soon, the lotus trap was ready and Kent walked to the center of the trap. Experience new tales on My Virtual Library Empire
The Emperor signaled to the trap masters, and with a flurry of movement, the Lotus formation was activated. Glowing lotus leaves began to rise from the ground, encasing Kent slowly, layer by layer, like a cocoon.
Within moments, Kent was fully encased, the brilliant light of the formation flickering dangerously, casting eerie shadows across the arena. The audience stood from their seats, anticipation and fear dancing in their eyes.
Lily and Sony, who had been watching in silent horror, felt a powerful urge to rush forward, their hearts pounding as they feared for Kent’s life.
But just as the crowd’s anxiety reached its peak, a loud, piercing sound filled the air.
“ROAR!”
The crowd gasped. A cry—no, a dragon’s cry—reverberated through the arena, shaking the very foundation of the court. From within the glowing Lotus formation, a powerful burst of heat erupted. A baby dragon, perched on Kent’s shoulder, spat a fireball directly at the magical leaves trapping him.
The flames roared, and in an instant, a massive hole formed in the center of the lotus cocoon, the magical leaves dying as the dragon’s fire tore through them.
The audience erupted in gasps and cheers. For many, this was their first time seeing a real dragon, and the sheer sight of it left them awestruck.
Slowly, the hole in the formation widened, and Kent stepped out, unharmed, walking calmly as though nothing had happened. The baby dragon let out an excited cry, hopping from shoulder to shoulder, clearly enjoying its moment of glory.
“Impossible…” someone whispered from the crowd. [Ria Semen.]
The cheers grew louder, and many began chanting Kent’s name, their excitement overflowing. But the elation was short-lived.
Suddenly, the Palace Chief, who had been silently observing, stood up and raised his hand, silencing the arena with a single gesture. His face was stern as he pointed at Kent. “The formation inside the Musical Hall was not broken by a dragon. It was broken by human hands. Using a dragon’s power here proves nothing. This is no true test.”
The arena fell into a hush once again. The Chief’s words cut through the excitement, bringing everyone back to the gravity of the trial. Supporters of Kent began to shout in protest, while those loyal to the Emperor nodded in agreement.
The Emperor, his patience wearing thin, stomped his staff on the ground, sending a shockwave of silence throughout the arena. “The Palace Chief speaks the truth. We are here for justice, not tricks. Set the formation again!”
At the Emperor’s command, the trap masters moved quickly, rebuilding the formation with even more power. This time, they added enchanted yantras and magical threads that glowed with an intense energy, far stronger than before. The air grew heavy with the weight of the spell, and the tension in the arena became unbearable.
Kent walked back to the center of the formation. The lotus leaves began to rise once more, surrounding him, but this time, there was no dragon cry, no flames. Kent simply stood there, his expression calm, his eyes cold.
The audience held their breath, waiting for what would come next.
Kent, with a serious face, extended his hands slowly. His forehead glowed as the golden lightning seed embedded in the forehead began to pulse with life. The air around him crackled with electricity as tiny sparks flickered across his skin. The magical threads of the formation began to vibrate, reacting to the sheer power building within Kent.
With a sudden, sharp movement, Kent clenched his fists, and lightning surged from his body. Bolts of golden energy arced across the formation, striking the enchanted yantras and threads. Spider web-like cracks formed and the entire Lotus formation began to tremble.
The crowd gasped as the formation started to shatter, the sound like breaking glass echoing through the arena. In one final burst of power, Kent released a pulse of lightning from his hands, and the entire formation exploded outward, shattering completely, the pieces falling to the ground in sparkling fragments.
Kent stepped out of the broken formation, unharmed, his eyes glowing with a fierce golden light. The arena was dead silent, every single person stunned into speechlessness by what they had just witnessed.
Kent turned to the Emperor and palace wizards, his voice loud and clear, carrying through the stunned silence. “I can break this formation in a hundred ways. Stop making brainless assumptions, and call for the witness. The people are here to know the truth, not to watch pitiful action dramas.”
The Emperor’s face twisted with rage, but he was left speechless. The sheer display of power Kent had just shown left no room for argument. The more disturbing thing was, emperor Ryon couldn’t even make a crack on lotus formation when he was in the Supreme magus stage. But Kent was breaking it like a glass.
The audience, still in shock, erupted into murmurs, some praising Kent’s strength, others demanding the truth be revealed.
The tension in the arena was at its breaking point, and the Emperor knew it. He could not delay any longer.
“Bring the Queen!” the Emperor shouted, his voice filled with reluctant fury. “Let her speak, and let this farce come to an end!”
The crowd roared in approval, their anticipation for the next act reaching new heights.
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Imp: SORRY GUYS… As I came to attend a friend Marraige I can’t published the promised second chapter. As a compensation I will give two bonus tomorrow. As I received several golden tickets suddenly, add one more. So… total 3 bonus chapters. Please give me a day. I will fulfill my promise. Thank you so much for understanding. It’s a promise from PETERPAN- thank you guys. 😉