Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods!

The battle began!

As usual, Nina relied on her spatial abilities, vanishing from her original position to teleport.

This had been her consistent strategy throughout the trials, and by now, everyone was aware of her preferred method of attack.

Nina saw no reason to hide it anymore.

If her opponents couldn't evade her initial ambush, defeat was inevitable.

Only those who managed to dodge her assault would stand a chance of continuing the fight.

As Nina disappeared, a strange light enveloped Fesya.

A unique energy wave belonging to a fatecaster spread across the arena.

From the audience, Daniel observed intently.

This was the power of the fate star, a distinctive class ability of fatecasters.

For Daniel, this was an eye-opening experience.

Fesya's fate star emitted energy that enveloped the entire arena.

Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't dare to unleash her power on such a large scale, as it consumed an enormous amount of energy.

But this was the arena, and her opponent was a particularly tricky adversary.

To ensure victory, she had no choice but to go all out.

As Fesya's power flooded the arena, Nina's figure appeared above her, holding a massive spiked mace poised for attack.

However, just as Nina was about to swing her weapon, something unexpected happened.

Instead of striking Fesya, the spiked mace slipped from Nina's grasp, falling to the arena floor along with Nina herself.

Confused, Nina glanced around.

The moment she had tried to attack, she'd suddenly felt an overwhelming weight, as if heavy stones were pressing down on her.

Even the spiked mace in her hands had become unbearably heavy.

For a moment, Nina was at a loss.

When she landed, Fesya quickly withdrew her fate star's influence, concentrating it solely around Nina.

This adjustment allowed her to conserve her energy.

"This time, I'm destined to win!" Fesya declared confidently.

Seeing Nina grounded, Fesya could already envision her victory.

She had studied every participant who made it to the top thirty, especially Nina.

Nina, a young dark horse who had carved her way through the competition with her bizarre attack method, had caught everyone's attention.

The first time Fesya witnessed Nina's ambush tactic, she knew she was the perfect counter to Nina.

If the two of them faced off, Fesya was certain she would emerge victorious!

This confidence was rooted in her fate star's unique ability—gravity.

Her power allowed her to manipulate gravity, increasing its pull on her enemies.

In this fight, Fesya had used her ability to amplify the gravity around Nina, forcing her to the ground.

Even Nina's weapon, the spiked mace, became too heavy to lift.

Now, Nina was completely under Fesya's control.

All Fesya needed to do was push her opponent out of the ring to secure her win.

Fesya approached Nina cautiously.

Meanwhile, Nina struggled to find a solution.

She needed to do two things: escape the gravitational field and figure out a way to counter Fesya's power.

The first task was simple—she could use her teleportation ability to break free.

But resisting the gravity was an entirely different challenge.

If she didn't find a way to counter it soon, defeat was inevitable.

Could she accept such an outcome?

Absolutely not!

Which left her with only one option.

"I was planning to save this for the finals, but it looks like I'll have to use it now!" Nina said.

Hearing Nina's declaration, Fesya grew wary.

As expected, a young girl capable of wielding such peculiar abilities wouldn't rely on just one trick.

The reason Nina had been using her teleportation attack so consistently was that no one had been able to stop it.

It was simple and effective.

But now that Fesya had neutralized the ambush, it was obvious Nina had something else up her sleeve.

Still, Nina was trapped within the gravitational field, seemingly powerless to resist.

What kind of hidden attack could she possibly unleash?

As Fesya kept her guard up, Nina vanished once again.

Without hesitation, Fesya extended her fate star's influence, covering the arena.

No matter where Nina reappeared, she would immediately be subjected to intense gravity, grounding her again.

If Nina couldn't counter this power, Fesya was certain of her victory.

In the audience, Daniel watched with curiosity.

How would Nina overcome Fesya?

Based on their abilities, Fesya's gravity was a perfect counter to Nina's teleportation.

No matter the angle of attack, Nina's ambush would fail as soon as she materialized within the arena.

Daniel recalled how Nina often spent hours in the fantastical world she frequented.

He was eager to see what surprises she had in store.

Ronan, seated nearby, glanced nervously at Daniel.

He worried about what might happen if Nina accidentally lost.

Would this mysterious and powerful figure lose his temper?

Hopefully not.

Then, something changed in the center of the arena.

Yellow snowflakes began falling from the air.

Normally, snowflakes were white, especially in Winterrealm.

Everyone knew that snow was white.

But now, for some unknown reason, yellow snow was drifting down from the sky.

The snowflakes fell gently, unaffected by Fesya's gravitational field.

Gradually, the yellow snowflakes accumulated, forming a vague silhouette in the arena.

At that moment, someone in the audience shouted in alarm,

"The Yellow Plague! This is The Yellow Plague!"

In Winterrealm, snow was always white.

However, a prophecy had long circulated in the realm:

When the snow turns yellow, and yellow snow blankets the land,

A figure will emerge from the plague to overthrow the kingdom.

This apocalyptic prophecy had been buried in the minds of Winterrealm's people.

But now, as yellow snow fell and the term The Yellow Plague was uttered, panic spread through the crowd.

A haunting melody began to echo across the arena.

Cyre frowned, realizing he had to act quickly.

If he didn't intervene, the spectators would soon be in chaos.

He stepped into the center of the arena.

By then, Fesya had already fainted, her face pale and contorted as if she'd suffered severe mental trauma.

Meanwhile, the silhouette in the yellow snowflakes became clearer.

It was Nina.

Cyre sighed in relief.

Fortunately… it was just an illusion.

But judging by the state of the two contestants, it was clear who had won.

"I declare Nina the winner!" Cyre announced.

"Yay!"

The moment her victory was declared, Nina deactivated her ability.

The yellow snowflakes disappeared instantly, as did the silhouette, the melody, and everything else.

It was as if nothing had ever happened—like a figment of everyone's imagination.

By the time the next match began, the audience had mostly recovered, shaking off the strange scene as if waking from a dream.