This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 1249 Divine Game Divine Instruction 63

Lightchaser looked up at the Starsea night sky and called out, "I request that the audience be muted. They are interfering with the match."

Mistblade, in her current childlike voice, immediately added, "Seconded!"

The stands erupted in protest, mostly from innocent spectators caught in the crossfire.

Mistblade quickly amended, "If that is not possible, just mute BS Rita."

Lightchaser said, "Add Isolated Isle Cinders too."

The system responded.

The contestants’ request has been approved. For this match, BS Rita and Isolated Isle Cinders will be muted.

Silence finally fell over the arena. There were now two pairs of furious eyes glaring at them from the stands, but those looks only made both Lightchaser and Mistblade feel even better.

Mistblade had already adjusted her mindset. A snowflake lit up at her brow as she said, "You will regret your arrogance. You should not have changed only my body without touching my combat power."

Back when Mistblade fought Maple Syrup, Lightchaser had noticed the soul fire at her brow. At the time, she only found it strange. For such a complex being, why was her soul fire so simple, just a single snowflake?

It was not until after the battle between the moon fox and the oak owl, when both awakened their divine talent words and massive soul fire phantoms appeared behind them, that things clicked.

Her apprentice had stared at that snowflake for a long time, then revealed an expression that was both enlightened and sorrowful.

Thinking back to the games they had played on the war cruise, the stories she had heard, and the world ports they had passed, Lightchaser could not help but ask.

Her apprentice did not want to discuss Mistblade’s past in detail. She only shared one piece of knowledge about the moon fox race.

"Snowland’s moon foxes originally had 766 clans."

And that snowflake, the one Lightchaser had once thought too simple, was composed of 766 ice crystals.

Looking at the snowflake now glowing at Mistblade’s brow, Lightchaser said seriously, "It is not that I am foolish enough to refuse sealing your combat power. The battle has not officially started yet. I want to treat this match properly. I am looking forward to fighting you."

She corrected Mistblade’s wording, yet her following sentence only proved Mistblade had been right.

Mistblade smiled, but the moment she realized she had revealed a row of baby teeth and two small fangs, she quickly stiffened her expression.

"Me too."

The sound of chains dragging echoed through the air. The clock hand floating beside Lightchaser’s head began to turn slowly.

The battle had begun.

Crimson chains dropped from the void, locking the moon fox onto the clock arena. Dark Mistblade stepped forward.

The plump, miniature black moon fox took the blood mist fruit knife from her own hands, her face full of killing intent. A thought flashed through Mistblade’s mind. BS Rita holding back her laughter earlier had already been very considerate.

The ticking of the clock rapidly drew closer. Lightchaser was closing in, along with the clockwise turning time hand.

Mistblade had seen how Rita dealt with that clock hand in their earlier match, but Rita never explained an opponent’s weaknesses to others.

Just like no one could get Rita to reveal the weakness of her Warden ability. Players had to rely on what they observed and figure things out themselves.

Even though she was currently in a semi-invincible state, Mistblade did not relax. She closed her eyes, trying not to look at the strange clock.

But the moment she shut her eyes, the darkness only made the three glowing clock hands stand out even more. She could "see" them more clearly than before. Even lowering her head did not help.

At the same time, Lightchaser engaged Dark Mistblade. The elf kept dodging, the ticking sound steady in her ears.

She was waiting.

Waiting for Mistblade’s imagination. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Her apprentice was truly clever. In just one battle, she had already grasped part of the truth behind this skill.

Brilliant Imagination Lynx Duke

In disorder, I imagine the future. The red sun by the sea, is it sunrise or sunset?

You may create a flying minor construct with light and sound. As long as your opponent subconsciously looks at it or listens to it, you will receive all the imagination it triggers in them. You may choose one of those imaginations and make it real. A new imagination can only be triggered once every ten minutes. Once an imagination has existed for over one minute, it cannot be stopped by any means until the construct disappears. You may create unlimited constructs per day, but their total duration per Starsea day cannot exceed two hours. If the construct exceeds a certain size, its duration per day will be reduced.

A skill bearing Lynx Duke as its rank suffix is unique across both the Disorderly Starsea and Quiet Mountain. Unless taught by Lynx Duke, no one else can learn it.

At this moment, Lightchaser had received three possible imaginations from Mistblade.

"Will it shorten the duration of Warden?"

"Slow down Dark Mistblade?"

"Or just like before, will Lightchaser enter an accelerated state?"

Now this was normal.

When she fought her apprentice before, the amount of imagination she received was overwhelming. If she had actually read through all of it before choosing, she would have been dead already.

Lightchaser decisively chose the third option.

Acceleration.

That was also a trait of Brilliant Imagination. The form of the construct she created heavily influenced the target’s thoughts. Since this one took the shape of a clock, all the resulting imaginations revolved around time.

If it had been a shield or a weapon instead, it might have directly broken through Warden’s defenses.

As for Mistblade’s divine talent word, Lightchaser intended to counter it with her own. Reverting Mistblade to a three-year-old form had only cost her eight points of soul fire. This was the perfect chance to test the limits of her divine talent.

The crown at her brow lit up. Lightchaser leaped back to dodge Dark Mistblade’s attack and declared, "Snowland Mistblade’s Warden ability. I will play with it too."

Mistblade showed the exact same expression BS Rita had made during her match with Lightchaser.

Her soul fire dropped rapidly. From the void, several pure white chains descended, binding Lightchaser in place. A moonlit version of Lightchaser stepped out of her body.

Moon Lightchaser took the dagger from her original self and charged toward Dark Mistblade.

Bound by glowing white chains, Lightchaser smiled at Mistblade across from her.

"A fair fight. I have always wanted to know whether my dagger is stronger, or your fruit knife."

Mistblade smiled as well.

"I am more curious whether Deceitful Bloom is stronger, or Lynx Duke."

As she spoke, countless strands of blood surged out from her body, rushing toward the clock that had been circling Lightchaser.