The Greatest Sinner

Every magician has a special space - "Nirvana". The presence of this space is what distinguishes an ordinary person from a magician. In "Nirvana" there is the "Warp" and therefore the whole power of a magician. This is the main and the only factor determining whether a person is able to become a magician or not.

As you know, the "Warp" is shrouded in chains, in other words - "Barriers". When a magician breaks one of the "Barriers", one chain cracks and rings loudly. After a while, that chain breaks and it means the magician has completely breached one "Barrier".

Evan had experienced something similar before, and now again he could hear the chains rattling inside him. The ringing was very loud and eerie, as if it was coming from hell, and the chains themselves were forged in the abyss.

Evan's consciousness was in a strange space with a snow-white void transforming into infinite darkness. There was nothing in that space but a giant black lion. It was sleeping quietly in the center of the black magic circle.

At the edge of the magic circle was a tall pillar wrapped in many black chains. They were the ones that were making that terrifying crackling sound.

Whoosh.

The black lion slowly opened its deep, ruby eyes. In that second, Evan disappeared from that strange space and found himself back in reality.

Evan was in a bad state, it was almost impossible to continue fighting with such wounds.

Roland had said his last words and was about to leave, showing that their fight was over with his victory. But, suddenly, he felt Evan's aura growing stronger and more terrifying by the second.

Evan opened his amethyst eyes and looked calmly at Roland.

In that same second, Roland experienced a very strange feeling. Evan was lying on the ground, covered in blood, while he was steady on his feet. But, for some reason, it seemed to Roland that it wasn't him, but that he was being looked down on. It was nonsense, nevertheless, it was reality.

Evan began to rise from the ground, slowly saying, "You are very strong indeed. Your arrogance is justified, but..."

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The pressure coming from Evan increased manifold and in the next moment, Evan and the black lion simultaneously pronounced: <"You think you can look down on me/him!?>

No one heard the voice of the black lion but Evan himself. It was ancient and frightening. Roland and everyone in the arena were shocked by the sudden change in Evan.

Whoosh.

The next moment Evan's silhouette blurred and he reached Roland in an instant. Evan looked very powerful, and his fist carried death itself.

Roland knew that Evan's punch would smash him into the wall, and if he didn't try to escape, his life would be over for sure.

Whoosh.

But his arrogance was even greater than his fear of death. He had no intention of giving up, even if he had no chance of winning.

The boundless arrogance of one and the immense pride of the other came face to face.

Whoosh.

When Evan's fist was about to reach Roland, a girl dressed in black appeared before him. This blow could have been fatal, so she had to stop him.

"Get away!" Evan's voice sounded, and he swung his fist into the girl's glass shield with a swing.

His attack was not capable of penetrating a Magical Artifact of such high class, but it still didn't save the girl.

The shield absorbed the full force of the blow, but because of such incredible power, the girl's hands instantly went numb, and she flew away at the speed of a bullet. The girl hit the barrier with her back and numerous waves of energy spread across it.

Evan had no intention of stopping, and neither did Roland. Their blows had already almost reached each other. It didn't even bother them that Evan had got rid of the referee with one attack.

Whoosh.

A man in a white mantle appeared behind Roland and instantly carried him out of the arena.

"Fuck!"

Evan wanted to punch Roland properly, but they wouldn't let him do it. The desire to destroy something overwhelmed him.

Bam.

Deciding there was nowhere else to vent his accumulated rage, Evan slammed his fist into the ground with all his might.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

The ice crumbled instantly, and hundreds of cracks went through the entire arena. Since Evan had previously frozen the entire arena, one of his blows was enough to completely destroy it.

Along with the arena, the protective barrier around it was also destroyed. This was an unprecedented event in the history of the "Tournament of Precious Stones".

After Roland had been saved and the entire arena had been destroyed, Evan fell to the ground without strength, breathing heavily. He already had very little strength, so these few attacks took the last drops of it.

The audience was stunned by such an unrealistic outcome to the finale. No one could believe what had just happened. Roland was not only defeated by the unknown Evan, but also the arena was destroyed.

What's more, even the referee was hurt. For the whole tournament, none of the contestants had even moved her with their attack, while Evan easily tossed her aside.

There was silence throughout the arena, and only Evan's heavy breathing could be heard.

"Why is everyone silent? We have a winner!"

Fane said loudly and began clapping his hands. He wasn't embarrassed by Evan's strange condition or what he had done to the arena. Evan was stronger and he won-that was the most important thing and the only thing that mattered.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

There was a veritable wave of applause in the stands after his words. They were witnessing a truly amazing event.

Fane continued: "That fight was the best I've ever seen! Memorize what a real fight should look like! You have to use everything to win, even if the way seems impossible, that shouldn't stop you!"

"The winner of the "Tournament of Precious Stones" is Evan Lynch!" Fane easily made a crowd go crazy and the entire arena drowned in endless applause.

"Zak, this is fantastic. Evan's even crazier than you are." Marcel was no exception as he was truly enthralled by what he had seen. He clapped and replayed the whole battle between Roland and Evan in his head.

"I agree! Looks like this guy is going to outdo all of us in the future!" Zak's joy was boundless. He had never even imagined that Evan would win.

"Are you okay?" Gilbert turned to his son.

He was worried about Roland and his emotional state. To his surprise, Roland said:

"Of course, what could happen to me? If Evan won, then it was necessary for me to become even better."

Gilbert was confused by this response: <Even in such a situation his arrogance has gone nowhere...amazing...>.

Koen looked at Evan calmly, but there was a real storm of emotions inside him.

<This aura and the pressure... this guy is bound to be great in the future.>

Evan himself was lying in the middle of the wreckage of ice and looking at the beautiful blue sky. Clouds were slowly drifting across the vast sky, and the sun was shining brightly, illuminated the earth.

With a satisfied smile on his face, he muttered: "Victory."