The white magic circle flickered, then gradually dimmed.
In the eyes of those nobles, the dimming of the magic circle seemed to reflect their own despair, as if their spirits had plummeted to rock bottom.
Victor was ultimately unable to use his magic.
Seeing Victor's magic circle gradually disappear, even August relaxed.
A pleasant expression gradually returned to his face.
"As expected, even the councilor is affected by the anti-magic stone."
Then, his gaze returned to Viktor.
“Mr. Congressman, you can’t stop me.”
Auguste expected to see a hint of panic on Victor's face, but...
He saw nothing.
Viktor's expression remained calm.
It was even somewhat calm.
That's gone too far.
As if he had anticipated everything, he gave August a cold look, then said calmly:
"Opening champagne at halftime is not a good habit."
Then, in front of everyone, Viktor suddenly stretched out a hand.
A spatial rift quickly opened up in front of his palm.
Victor reached into the crack and pulled out a golden bird-head staff that was entirely black.
This move has once again puzzled countless nobles.
Including August.
What exactly happened?
If Viktor can't use magic, then where did he get this staff from?
Auguste became serious again, and he had to wonder if Victor had just lied to him.
The next second, Viktor gave him the real answer.
Victor stretched out a hand and gripped the jet-black staff tightly.
Instantly, a golden light radiating a rich aura surged from the bird's head on the staff and flowed straight down the staff.
The Truth of Great Prosperity – [Extreme Prosperity]
An aura carrying immense power seemed to rise from the staff, wrapping around Victor's arm and gradually expanding.
He was completely enveloped in a golden glow.
boom--!
The next second, golden energy merged into Viktor's body.
Beneath his flesh and skin, golden ripples flowed slowly.
The magic travels through the blood vessels and reaches deep into the heart.
With each inch the force penetrated deeper into Viktor's body, the surrounding air pressure became even heavier.
After the breath completely entered Viktor's body, his heart seemed to transform into an enraged beast, growling in a deep, muffled roar.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The vast courtyard was utterly silent, except for the dull thumping of a heartbeat that assaulted everyone's ears.
What... what kind of power is this?
The people present could no longer understand it.
At that moment, Viktor looked down and saw his own attributes.
[MP: 0]
[STR (Strength): 4600]
The immense prosperity had transformed all the magic points he had stored into power.
So he raised his staff and lifted his arm.
The staff swept past his shoulder, and even the golden bird's head touched the hem of his trench coat.
Instantly, the muscles in Viktor's arm bulged, as if carrying astonishing power.
August, who was not far in front of him, also sensed a strong sense of crisis.
But August had no time to dodge.
The next second, Viktor forcefully swung his black staff forward.
The golden bird's head tore through space, its sharp hiss assaulting the ears of everyone present, its powerful explosions reverberating throughout the space.
In August's eyes, the swiftly moving staff was merely a blurry flash of golden light before his eyes.
He couldn't even see clearly, and he couldn't even react.
Even the soldiers beside him couldn't rush forward to protect him; they could only watch helplessly as the golden afterimage swept past August and struck him heavily on the head.
Bang!
August transformed into a crimson meteor, flying out along with his staff, and slammed heavily into the giant pillar behind him.
The dust that rose up collided with the explosive air, tearing a deep trench in the ground.
The enormous mansion, which resembled a castle, had even sunk into a large section, with small rocks collapsing down.
August was pinned to the wall, on the verge of death, when he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
A deep crater was punched into the wall behind them, cracks spread across the giant pillars, and the huge mansion began to shake violently.
All the nobles witnessed this scene, and they stood there stunned, too shocked to utter a single word.
"Originally, I didn't want to use this."
Viktor twisted his neck and rotated his wrist.
The clear, crisp sound of bones interlocking rang out one after another.
"But now it seems..."
"Perhaps you prefer hand-to-hand combat, where every punch lands?"
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