⛩ Chapter 9: The Shadow King's Counterattack ⛩
⛩ The Legend Continues...
In the Land of LUNC, the Red Candle Clan once ruled the market with absolute authority. For generations, traders and sorcerers feared their strength, and their red candles dominated every battlefield they touched.
But everything changed when the Green Candle Alliance united Grade 1, Grade 2, Grade 3, Grade 4, and even Special Grade traders beneath a single banner. Together, they launched a war that would shake the entire market.
The Red Candle Clan was betrayed. Their battle strategies were exposed, their strongest positions collapsed, and the empire they had built over generations crumbled into dust.
When the war finally ended, only one survivor remained.
Malvros.
The final heir of the Red Candle Clan.
Now hunted by the Green Alliance, Malvros walks a path fueled by revenge. Yet the Green Clan Leader has already dispatched elite sorcerers to eliminate him before that revenge can ever become reality.
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Previously...
Luncius, the Green Light Bringer, had pushed Malvros to the edge of defeat. His overwhelming speed left the final heir struggling to react, and every exchange seemed to move further in Luncius' favor.
Then—
"TING!"
Luncius vanished.
The battlefield trembled for a split second before a silver flash appeared beside Malvros.
BOOM!
The spear slammed into the side of his head.
Malvros barely managed to raise his arm in time. Bone cracked beneath the impact as his body was launched across the battlefield, leaving only smoke and shattered stone behind.
For a moment, the battlefield became silent.
Then the dust began to clear.
Luncius narrowed his eyes as he spotted Malvros forming a shadow sign with trembling fingers. Behind him, a massive Bull Tyrant emerged from the darkness and absorbed the remaining force of the attack.
Blood streamed down Malvros' face.
His body shook.
Yet somehow...
He stood back up.
A glowing white aura began flowing around him as the wounds across his body slowly started to close. The Bull Tyrant sank back into the shadows while the battlefield watched in silence.
Luncius' expression hardened.
"Reverse Curse Technique..."
His grip tightened around his spear.
"If he can heal himself, this battle becomes much more dangerous."
The battlefield froze.
Neither fighter moved.
Neither fighter blinked.
Then—
TING!
Luncius disappeared again.
His spear shot forward with blinding speed, piercing directly through Malvros' chest.
Or at least...
It should have.
SWANG!
Malvros dissolved into dark smoke.
Luncius froze.
"What?"
The smoke drifted away before Malvros suddenly appeared several meters behind him. Without hesitation, Luncius attacked again.
SWANG!
More smoke.
No blood.
No damage.
Nothing.
A small frown appeared on Luncius' face.
"Is he using the FOMO Crow illusion again?"
Through his communication talisman, he contacted headquarters.
"Vex-kun, is this another illusion?"
Far away, a coffee cup slipped from Vex's hand.
His face turned pale.
His entire body froze.
"LUNCIUS-KUN!"
"THAT ISN'T AN ILLUSION!"
"THAT'S REAL!"
The warning came too late.
BOOOOOOM!
A gigantic force slammed into Luncius from the right.
The Bull Tyrant had appeared from nowhere.
His body twisted from the impact before he was launched backward across the battlefield.
CRASH!
Luncius smashed directly into the 0.0000000120 Support Wall.
-1% HP
Dust exploded into the sky.
But instead of weakening him, the pain only fueled his cursed energy. His aura erupted outward, becoming brighter, stronger, and more dangerous than before.
Then another attack came.
BOOM!
The Bull Tyrant charged directly from the front.
This time, Luncius planted his spear into the ground and blocked. The giant beast pushed forward with monstrous force as cracks spread across the battlefield beneath their feet.
Then—
SKLAAAAASH!
Something emerged from behind.
Bearhund.
A gigantic shadow wolf.
Its jaws sank deep into Luncius' shoulder.
-1% HP
"ARRRRRRGH!"
Luncius roared.
His cursed energy exploded.
A violent shockwave erupted from his body, and with a single swing he destroyed both shikigami.
Yet when the smoke cleared...
Nothing remained.
Only shadows.
Only silence.
Only an empty battlefield.
Luncius slowly tightened his grip on the spear.
His eyes scanned every direction.
Left.
Right.
Behind him.
Nothing.
"They're gone..."
"What kind of cursed technique is this?"
Then it clicked.
Every time he attacked them, they became smoke. Every strike passed through shadows as if the shikigami themselves existed somewhere between reality and illusion.
The battlefield grew unnaturally quiet.
Too quiet.
Then—
"Luncius-kun."
The voice came from above.
Luncius froze.
Slowly, he raised his head toward the sky.
And his heart nearly stopped.
A colossal Shadow Whale was falling from the heavens.
Its enormous body blocked out the sunlight and swallowed the battlefield beneath its shadow. The sheer size of it was impossible to comprehend.
There was no room to dodge.
No time to escape.
Luncius planted his spear into the ground.
Every muscle in his body tensed.
Every vein bulged.
He raised both arms.
Trying to stop it.
Trying to survive.
Trying to endure.
CRAAAAAAAAASH!
The earth shattered.
Mountains of debris exploded into the air.
The battlefield collapsed beneath him.
"ARRRRRRRRGH!"
Green cursed energy erupted from his body.
For a brief moment, the impossible happened.
The giant whale began rising.
Luncius was actually pushing it back.
But then...
The whale simply floated upward once more.
Returning to its master.
High above the battlefield stood Malvros atop the FOMO Crow. One hand maintained the Whale Shadowgraphy while the other rested calmly at his side.
Cold.
Silent.
Expressionless.
Luncius was still glowing with cursed energy, and his power had reached its highest point. Yet power alone could not erase damage.
-5.51%
Pain remained pain.
Wounds remained wounds.
And unlike Malvros...
He could not heal.
Blood dripped from his forehead.
His arms trembled.
His legs barely supported his weight.
The ground beneath him cracked.
Then finally...
The Green Light Bringer dropped to one knee.
Yet even then, his eyes never lowered.
Even while broken.
Even while bleeding.
He continued staring upward.
Refusing defeat.
Refusing surrender.
Far above him, Malvros looked down with emotionless eyes.
The cold wind swept across the battlefield.
Then the final heir spoke.
"Speed means nothing..."
"...when the shadows already know where you will appear."
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🎙 Market Setup With Vex Chatwalker
The battlefield has reached a critical zone.
Current market price: 0.00000001227
🟢 Long Setup — The Bull Tyrant's Rebellion
If the Green Alliance successfully defends the battlefield around:
Entry Zone: 0.0000000119 – 0.0000000121
🏹 Target 1
The Bull Tyrant charges toward the first defensive wall at:
TP1: 0.0000000128
🏹 Target 2
The shadows break through enemy territory and advance deeper into Green Alliance land:
TP2: 0.0000000138
🏹 Target 3
Malvros reaches the ancient fortress and challenges the Alliance Leader himself:
TP3: 0.0000000150
🛡 Stop Loss
If the battlefield collapses beneath the Red Clan:
SL: Below 0.0000000115
🔴 Short Setup — Luncius' Final Counterattack
If support fails and the Green Alliance regains momentum:
Entry Zone: Below 0.0000000118
⚔ Target 1
Luncius breaks through the first shadow barrier:
TP1: 0.0000000115
⚔ Target 2
The Green Alliance pushes the Red Clan back into retreat:
TP2: 0.0000000112
⚔ Target 3
The battlefield reaches complete surrender territory:
TP3: 0.0000000108
🛡 Stop Loss
If Malvros reclaims control:
SL: Above 0.0000000128
⚠️ This story is fictional entertainment inspired by market action and is not financial advice.
We will see you again in the next chapter of The Land of LUNC... ⛩️🔥
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