At this moment, the noble lords watching the battle had already completely understood that this fight was almost one-sided.
And the one holding the overwhelming advantage was Viktor.
Right now, the nobles' emotions were complicated.
They were happy, because they no longer had to worry about being threatened by those two tiger-men.
They were disappointed, because they simply couldn't see where Viktor's limit lay.
Perhaps, he didn't have a limit at all.
Clearly a mage, yet his close combat had already crushed everyone present.
Perhaps only those powerful veteran marquises might have a chance to exchange a few moves with Viktor in close combat.
Was this really a mage?
Suddenly, quite a few of the kingdom's noble lords recalled Aurelian's performance in the arena battle at the Royal Academy last time.
As expected of master and disciple.
Though mages, both favored close combat.
And after hearing Viktor's words...
The two tiger-men exchanged a glance for a moment, as if making some kind of decision, then nodded slightly.
They bared their teeth, stepped back at the same time, their massive tiger claws bending slightly at the joints, and the aura around their bodies suddenly surged upward.
Around the tiger leader, the aura became subtle yet swift like a gale. One foot lightly tapped the ground, both hands held before him, his agile posture intertwining with the splashing water, becoming one with it.
As for the female tiger at his side, her arms slowly lifted. The surrounding wind seemed to grow violent in her hands, the airflow focusing around her limbs like spinning blades.
A bright light burst from the eyes of both tiger-men, as if the power of wind and flowing water began to merge through the "energy" around their bodies, gradually wrapping around them completely.
At this moment, their power was fully released. Even the wild nature of their demi-beast bloodline was reduced by half.
"What… what kind of power is this!?"
The nobles present felt the strange aura emanating from the two tiger-men and were filled with shock.
Relying only on their bodies and the subtle energy within them, they could actually manipulate the elements of the world for their own use?
They clearly didn't understand.
The rarity of the Martial Artist class meant none of them knew about it.
A martial artist's energy would quietly accumulate during ordinary times, and only at critical moments would all the stored power erupt at once.
And once all that energy was released, a martial artist could even unleash an attack beyond their own level.
The two orange figures suddenly stomped the ground and leapt up. Storm and water merged perfectly between them, the energy surging through their bodies before finally concentrating into their solid arms.
At last, carrying that intense momentum, they struck out toward Viktor with a devastating punch from afar.
[Martial Skill: Hurricane Flow Break]
Whoosh!! BOOM!!
With that punch, the massive energy wrapped in terrifying waves and a violent hurricane rapidly gathered around Viktor, continuously compressing inward.
The smooth, gleaming energy was compressed to the extreme, and everyone watched as Viktor was gradually swallowed by the power of those two elements.
The next second, that violent chaotic force completely exploded. Wind and waves surged outward, slamming fiercely into the unstable golden walls.
The overwhelming force shot straight into the sky, tearing through the dark clouds and revealing the clear starry sky above.
Feeling this immense power, it was as if the nobles themselves had been dragged into a vortex churned by a storm.
The nobles leaned forward nervously, raising their arms to shield their faces, struggling to withstand the violent force.
BOOM!!
The towering power shook the entire space, as if it had engulfed the whole hall.
The raging storm swept through the entire auction hall, the immense energy devouring the entire golden venue.
Countless people were on the verge of being blown away by the fierce wind, the sharp water-laced airflow slicing past them like tearing blades.
Gwen and Aurelian's silver hair was lifted rapidly, dancing wildly in the air.
The two of them quietly looked ahead, letting the terrifying force brush past their faces.
August widened his eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably under this horrifying power.
Only after the apocalyptic force gradually dissipated did the wind begin to calm.
Fragments of rock continued to fall from the golden hall, and aside from that, an absolute silence remained.
The nobles slowly lowered their arms from in front of their faces and stared blankly ahead.
"Is it… over?"
They looked toward the auction hall. The golden wall directly facing the tiger-men had completely collapsed.
Following the collapse of the wall, an even more shocking sight appeared before them, a massive fist imprint had appeared on the ground of the hall.
Starting from the collapsed wall, it extended deep into the earth, stretching outward for several miles.
Their eyes widened, mouths hanging open, completely unable to believe what they were seeing.
Even their bodies trembled from fear, as they could no longer maintain their composure.
They had never imagined that two demi-beasts could possess such terrifying power.
If that attack had been aimed at them, no one present would have been able to withstand it.
At this moment, the two tiger-men had already retreated back to their original positions.
Their bodies trembled, breathing heavily. The droplets falling from their foreheads... no one could tell if it was sweat or rain.
But on their faces, the corners of their mouths curled slightly, as if showing a Viktorious smile.
At this moment, cold sweat poured down the nobles' backs.
Since the two tiger-men were still standing there, what about Viktor?
'He's a mage… after taking such an attack…'
'Probably…'
Thinking this, the nobles' heartbeats quickened. They held their breath, their gazes fixed on the place where the dust was slowly dispersing.
Suddenly, as if sensing something...
The smiles on the two tiger-men's faces froze.
At the same time, countless nobles widened their eyes in shock.
Their expressions stiffened, filled with disbelief, as they looked toward the clearing dust.
The first thing that came into view... was that completely intact coat.
The blue and pale-white stripes still faintly shimmered across it.
And Viktor himself walked out just as calmly, as if nothing had happened.
The coat rustled softly in the wind.
At some unknown time, a pitch-black crow had appeared perched on his shoulder, calmly preening its feathers.
Viktor looked at the two tiger-men with composure, his tone steady, "Not a bad attack."
"Perhaps I can consider letting you come to my house and serve as assistants to my butler."
The nobles' gazes gathered on Viktor, their expressions blank, standing frozen in overwhelming shock.
"H… how is that possible…"
"Viktor… how did he come out of that kind of terrifying power completely unharmed?"
Everyone present was filled with disbelief, as if witnessing a miracle.
The two tiger-men were equally stunned, dragging their weakened bodies as they stepped back.
"This… this is impossi…ble."
Viktor slowly raised one hand.
The moment the two tiger-men saw him lift his hand, all the fur on their bodies stood on end, as if an unimaginable danger would descend the next second.
But Viktor merely reached up and brushed the dust off his shoulder, completely at ease.
As if that terrifying attack just now meant nothing to him.
After brushing off the dust, Viktor glanced at the pitch-black crow on his shoulder.
Then his gaze returned to the two tiger-men, expressionless.
"What a pleasant fight."
Viktor put away the wooden sword, the vines gradually retreating along his arm.
"However, it's my turn now."
Hearing this, the nobles present froze in confusion.
A glowing blue magic circle slowly appeared in the air. Viktor reached out and pulled from it a completely black staff with a bird-shaped head.
Seeing Viktor take out a staff, the nobles couldn't help but feel a jolt in their hearts.
Some nobles even cried out in shock, "He's actually a mage!?"
The noble lords stood there dumbfounded, exchanging blank looks like fools.
What exactly was Viktor planning to do after suddenly taking out a staff?
Even August stood up, staring at Viktor's actions with wide eyes.
'Wait… no way…'
'Could it be that he wanted to... '
At that moment, August suddenly recalled the various rumors about that councilman from Clavenna.
Only Aurelian remained seated calmly, a confident smile on her face.
Almost instantly, a faint blue glow appeared in Vega's eyes.
A stream of azure magic also appeared in Viktor's eyes, slowly flowing.
Connection established...
The next second, countless glowing blue magic arrays began to appear in the air.
The massive patterns rapidly intertwined, circles of various sizes forming behind Viktor one after another.
Complex runes were carved along the edges of the arrays, continuously rotating and cycling.
The brilliant light reflected in the eyes of the nobles, filling their vision completely.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
In an instant, dozens of magic arrays, large and small, rotated behind Viktor like gears, their deep hum echoing like the tolling of a great bell.
Looking at the terrifying formation reaching toward the dome, countless nobles stood frozen, staring blankly at the chaotic arrays.
Feeling the horrifying power about to erupt, their bodies had already begun trembling uncontrollably.
The two tiger-men, staring at the incomparably fantastical magic, widened their eyes, their legs going weak.
They could clearly feel it... the true danger had arrived.
But their earlier attack had already drained all their strength.
Facing this terrifying power now, their limbs felt like stone, rigid and unable to move.
Suddenly, within the magic arrays, a blue tiger wrapped in pale patterns slowly climbed above Viktor's head.
Under countless shocked gazes, the pale tiger lifted its head and roared toward the sky.
The soundwaves from the roar shook the vast golden hall.
At that moment, all the nobles couldn't help but cover their ears.
Even so, the ferocious roar made their ears ring violently.
That sharp, terrifying roar drowned out all sound.
What echoed in their ears was only that piercing resonance tearing through their minds... and the distant chant from within the arrays.
"Feel this, the true..."
In an instant, dozens of arrays exploded.
Heavy magical energy engulfed the ground. Blinding white light burst from the tiger's body, spreading in all directions.
The golden ground, along with the deep soil beneath it, was lifted into the air. Even the air itself became thick and heavy.
That terrifying force carried enough power to destroy an entire city.
Along with Viktor's voice, it echoed, "P-O-W-E-R... ..."
[War Magic: Tens of Thousands of Absolute Heavenly Brilliant Roars]