[Fusion successful.]
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⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Sovereign of the Death Realm
Born from the fusion of the Shattered Death World and Power of the Lich King cards.
The two complement each other perfectly, granting this card extraordinary potential and immense capacity for growth.
🔥 Rating: Skyfather Tier (𝐕)
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Sovereign of the Death Realm: While within the Death Realm, he can mobilize the power of the entire world.
His strength is directly tied to the Death Realm—the stronger the realm becomes, the stronger its sovereign becomes.
By devouring other worlds through the Death Realm, he can continuously increase his power.
God of the Dead: He possesses the potential to become the god of all who have died.
Though still weak at present, he has already obtained the qualifications to one day stand at the very peak.
He can effortlessly command ordinary undead and possesses the ability to create entirely new undead creatures.
Scourge Genesis: He embodies the concept of the Undead Scourge, allowing him to become the origin of various events defined as an “Undead Scourge.”
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“This fusion produced something ridiculous.” Evan stared at the card description, unable to hide the excitement in his voice.
The list of traits alone went on and on, and more importantly, the first three were obviously anything but ordinary.
The Shattered Death World hadn’t even devoured another world to repair itself yet, and its sovereign had already reached Skyfather Tier (𝐕).
If it devoured several more worlds, its combat power might very well surpass Skyfather Tier (𝐕) entirely.
“Hmm. I can send him out to devour a few uninhabited pocket worlds first. Let him work up an appetite.”
“There are several worlds among the Nine Realms that could probably be devoured too. Worlds containing supernatural power like those should be enough to repair the Death Realm after he eats a few.”
With that thought, Evan located a barren stretch of space nearby and projected the card there.
A world unlike any ordinary planet abruptly appeared in the emptiness.
Like Asgard, it was a vast disc shaped realm rather than a conventional spherical planet.
Thick mists of death wrapped around its outer edges.
From the outside, however, the world was visibly damaged.
Cracks spread across the death mist like hideous scars.
Through some of the larger fractures, countless undead creatures could even be seen wandering within.
The moment the Death Realm appeared, its sovereign took control.
The world began devouring nearby asteroids.
After consuming several of them, the death mist grew noticeably denser, while the hideous cracks began healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Even so, this amounted to little more than superficial repairs.
The world was still far from fully restored.
“From now on, your name is Ilyssar.”
Evan tossed out the name casually.
The sovereign of the Death Realm inclined his head slightly.
“From this day forth, I shall be known as Ilyssar!”
The moment those words were spoken, the entire Death Realm trembled.
It was almost as though the world itself had become more real.
He then projected the Fallen Dragon Necromancer into the Death Realm as well.
That environment would greatly benefit the necromancer’s growth.
Afterward, Evan withdrew his attention and left Ilyssar to control the world himself, devouring whatever matter he could find to restore it.
“Next, let’s fuse a few more. The Eight Desolations Realm could use some reinforcements too.”
With that, Evan sent the Mystic Sword Flame-Control Divine Art and Myriad-Sword Spirit Body into the System Furnace.
[Fusion successful.]
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⭐⭐⭐⭐ Mystic Flame Sword Immortal
Born from the fusion of the Mystic Sword Flame-Control Divine Art and Myriad-Sword Spirit Body cards.
The divine art tempers the sword physique, while the sword physique bears the divine art.
Possesses overwhelming offensive power.
His sword-light burns like flame piercing through the clouds, while every technique contains traces of the Law of Fire.
🔥 Rating: High Sub-Skyfather Tier (𝐈𝐕) to Skyfather Tier (𝐕)
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Heart-Sword Flame: The sword-heart gives birth to an inner flame.
This fire, born from the heart itself, is powerful enough to burn away all things beneath heaven.
Every movement and every strike carries the domineering force to reduce everything to ashes.
Nirvana Body: Through a special cultivation art, the user can completely ignite the flame within his heart, granting an enormous temporary increase in power.
While active, he can resist harmful conditions almost as though undergoing a phoenix’s rebirth through fire.
However, excess comes at a price.
Once used, this ability requires one month of recovery before it can be activated again.
Myriad Swords Return to Ruin: A divine ability carried by the Myriad-Sword Spirit Body.
It draws upon the power of the stars, condensing countless millions of sword-shadows into a single world-destroying strike.
Chaos Mystic Sword: Fire possesses both Yin and Yang.
When Yang reaches its extreme, Yin is born.
The Heart-Sword circulates these two flames, and once both are invoked, their interaction transforms them into Chaotic Karmic Fire.
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This fire possesses enough power to destroy an ordered world, and the damage it causes is extraordinarily difficult to reverse.
“This one’s good too.” Evan nodded repeatedly as he read through the description.
“The Crimson Mystic Sword is perfect for him. That’ll raise the Eight Desolations Realm’s combat power another notch.”
Evan himself certainly had no intention of going out to fight, but merely knowing that he could wield the power of such a free-spirited swordmaster whenever he wanted filled him with delight.
Ilyssar might possess far greater raw power— but what Chinese man could possibly resist the allure of becoming a swordmaster?
“There are enough materials left for one more fusion. Perfect. I can add a nonhuman faction to the Eight Desolations Realm too.”
Evan immediately got to work.
He threw the Remains of the Bear God, Thunder Crystal, and Berserker Heart into the System Furnace.
[Fusion successful.]
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⭐⭐⭐⭐ Thunderstorm Bear God
Born from the fusion of the Remains of the Bear God, Thunder Crystal, and Berserker Heart cards.
A divine bear that has begun to grasp the Law of Thunder.
Possesses three traits: Undying Body, Blood-Bathed Berserker, and Incarnation of Thunder.
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Undying Body: The Bear God’s tremendously powerful physique allows it to forcibly resist abnormal effects while making it extraordinarily difficult to injure.
Blood-Bathed Berserker: Its thirst for battle and fury at defeat allow the Bear God to disregard pain and grow increasingly ferocious the longer it fights.
Incarnation of Thunder: The Bear God calls lightning down into its own body, temporarily increasing its strength.
However, the additional power gradually fades with time.
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“With this, the Eight Desolations Realm has gotten another solid boost.”
Evan considered his growing forces while talking to himself.
“If I cause a few more major incidents, I might even be able to open a Heaven-Tier (𝐈𝐕) Chest.”
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At a hospital in New York, Tony stood beside Gawain’s bed with guilt written all over his face.
Gawain was lying facedown, while Tony, usually the very picture of effortless confidence, looked strangely lost.
After a long silence, Tony finally muttered, “Uh… I didn’t do it on purpose.”
His hands moved awkwardly.
“And I’m… sorry.”
Tony didn’t notice the corners of Gawain’s mouth lift slightly.
“It is of no consequence. Blades have no eyes on the battlefield. Accidental injuries happen. There’s no reason to dwell on it.”
Gawain answered casually from the hospital bed.
“Besides, even we Knights of the Round Table sometimes injured one another during training. Such things are even harder to avoid on a true battlefield.”
Gawain clearly didn’t care.
Tony, however, still looked uncomfortable.
Seeing his expression, Gawain turned and pushed himself up from the bed.
“No, no, no—absolutely not.” Tony immediately protested.
As far as he was concerned, wounds like Gawain’s should have required at least a month or two to heal.
But Gawain’s constitution was obviously far beyond that of an ordinary human.
Once the fragments of armor had been removed and the wounds properly cleaned, his injuries had begun healing at an astonishing rate.
They still looked gruesome, but in reality, he was already almost fully recovered.
Seeing Tony’s anxious expression, Gawain smiled.
“I’m nearly healed. Truly.” Then his smile widened slightly.
“If you still feel guilty, though…”
He extended one hand toward Tony.
“You can make me a new suit of armor.”
Tony looked at the offered hand.
Then a grin finally appeared on his face.
He reached out.
Their hands clasped firmly together.
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