Talent Awakening: Draconic Overlord Of The Apocalypse

Chapter 168: The Last Day Of The Wasteland Display Event

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It was finally the last day of the Wasteland Display Event.

Marcus and Elena stood on a raised platform that hovered above the wastelands, their faces illuminated by the rising sun.

The crowd buzzed with excitement over the livestream chat as the final day of the Wasteland Display Event was about to begin. Marcus adjusted his earpiece, his voice vibrating through the speakers as he began the commentary.

"Welcome, everyone, to the grand finale of this year's Wasteland Display Event!"

He announced with enthusiasm. "It's been an incredible journey so far, and today marks the climax of all the intensity and excitement we've witnessed over the past week."

Elena nodded, her eyes shining with excitement. "Absolutely, Marcus! From the very first day, this event has been nothing short of spectacular. Let's start by talking about Alister's three dragons. They've been the highlight of many battles, showing both might and intelligence." "Indeed, Elena," Marcus continued. "Cinder, the Drake, with her massive frame, imposing presence, and fiery breath, has been a force to reckon with. Terra, Alister's other summon, has been an amazing earth elemental master. And who could forget the debut of the mysterious new dragon knight, known as Darven? His sword skills were unmatched."

Elena leaned forward, her expression excited. "And speaking of mysteries, we had the unexpected appearance of Spade. His presence added an entirely new level of intrigue to the event. No one saw it coming, and his skills left everyone in awe."

Marcus chuckled. "Spade's arrival was definitely a game-changer. Although I don't think the Berserkers like him so much. His prowess in combat was nothing short of legendary."

Elena turned to a hovering drone camera. "But let's not forget the incredible displays of skill from each of the individual guilds. The White Comets, with their flawless formations and coordination, have shown why they are among the best. The Berserkers Guild, always a crowd favorite, brought their signature blend of cunning and raw power."

Marcus nodded. "The Red Phoenixes also deserve a mention. Their resilience and adaptability in the face of overwhelming odds were truly inspiring. Each guild has brought something unique to the table, making this event one of the most memorable in recent history."

Elena smiled warmly. "It's been a week filled with breathtaking battles, unexpected encounters, and moments of sheer bravery. As we move towards the final showdown, I can't help but feel a sense of pride for all the participants. They've given it their all, and we are the lucky ones to witness it."

Marcus raised his hand towards the horizon. "And now, as the sun rises on the Wasteland Display Event, we await the final moments that will determine the ultimate victors. Stay with us, everyone, as we bring you live coverage of the concluding battles. This is Marcus and Elena, signing off for now, but we'll be back with more action shortly!"

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, the excitement buzzing in the air. Marcus and Elena exchanged a glance, knowing that this final day would be etched in the memories of all who witnessed it.

...

Alister stood atop Cinder as the sun blazed high in the sky. The wasteland stretched out before him, a vast expanse of sand and rocks, interrupted occasionally by the movement of low- grade monsters.

Terra, the Sandstorm Dragoon, and Darven, his lightning dragon, moved through the battlefield, their combined attacks dispatching the monsters with ease.

Terra's golden scales shimmered in the sunlight as she unleashed a flurry of sand and wind, disorienting the monsters before delivering crushing blows with her powerful tail.

Darven rained down lightning from his maw, and Cinder followed up with her flames.

Together, they formed an unstoppable trio, with Cinder's fiery breath incinerating any stragglers that dared to approach.

As Alister watched his dragons in action, a familiar notification pinged in his mind.

[Ding!! Congrats to the Player! Your comprehension of the abilities of your dragons has increased!]

[Synchronicity during Draconic Rage will be more powerful!]

Alister smiled beneath his mask, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment.

Just then, his communicator crackled to life. Ren's voice came through, clear.

"Alister, this is Ren. We're wrapping up in our sector. I need you to round up and head to the last sector. Let's finish this off so we can head home and celebrate."

Alister nodded, even though Ren couldn't see him. "Understood, Captain. We're on our way."

He patted Cinder's neck, signaling her to take off. The massive drake beat her wings, lifting them both into the air. Alister looked around the battlefield one last time, ensuring Terra and Darven were ready to move out.

Terra gave a nod, her deep blue eyes meeting Alister's.

"Let's go," Alister called out, his voice carried by the wind. "We've got one more sector to clear before we can call it a day."

Cinder soared through the sky, Terra and Darven close behind. As they flew towards the designated sector, Alister couldn't help but glance at his inventory where the Azure summoning conduit rested.

He was getting a bit excited to summon another general, busy with daily quests and taking out his wyverns for hunting when he could, he decided it would be better to summon both generals when he got back.

Reaching the final sector, Alister prepared himself for the last push. The thought of returning home with the others and talking about it with his sister filled him with excitement. Today, they would finish strong, and tonight, they would revel in their hard-earned victory.

Cinder landed gracefully, her wings stirring up clouds of dust as they touched down. Terra and Darven landed beside them, all three just before the truck.

Ren greeted Alister with a nod. "Good timing, Alister. We just finished clearing our sector."

Hiroshi couldn't resist making a comment. "Hey Alister, after seeing Terra in action, you know you could sell one of her scales and instantly become super rich, right?" His eyes sparkled with mischief as he grinned.

Terra's deep blue eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of annoyance in their depths. "I do not like your tone, human."

Hiroshi chuckled, holding up his hands in mock surrender. "Just saying, it was only a joke, Miss Terra. You're a walking treasure trove. And Alister, don't be surprised if some crazy big shots approach you when we get back. They'll want to know more about your dragons."

Alister let out an exasperated sigh. "I think I'll pass on selling scales, Hiroshi. But I appreciate the thought."

Ren stepped forward, looking at the team with a serious expression as he adjusted his glasses. "Alright, everyone. We've got one last sector to handle. Once we clear it, we can head home and celebrate. Let's make this quick and efficient."

As they moved towards the final sector, Alister couldn't help but think about Hiroshi's words.

His dragons were indeed remarkable, and it was only a matter of time before their reputation drew attention from powerful figures.

He knew they had to be prepared for whatever problems or opportunities came their way.

"Let's finish this," Alister called out to his dragons.

"One last push, and then we can enjoy our victory."

With that, the White Comets advanced into the final sector, ready to complete their mission and secure their place as the most formidable guild in the Wasteland Display Event this year. Meanwhile, a few hundred meters away, Kael stood with a massive grin on his face as he said, "Mira, activate the jammer."