Elarion Voss’s breathing grew ragged, frost and sweat mixing on his pale face as he staggered back from another casual parry. His Dual Eclipse Reavers trembled in his grip. The colosseum watched in stunned silence as the proud Voss heir realized the truth — he was being toyed with like a child.

"No more..." Elarion whispered, voice trembling with fury and humiliation. "I will not be humiliated any longer!"

He slammed both swords into the ground. A violent surge of mana erupted from his body. Sapphire light exploded outward as he unleashed his true power — the pinnacle of Voss ice magic that even Elara had never fully witnessed.

Icy mist swirled around him like a living storm. Crystalline plates of enchanted frost armor began to form over his body with terrifying speed. The armor was a masterpiece of lethal elegance: sleek, form-fitting plates of translucent blue-white ice that hugged his frame perfectly, allowing absolute freedom of movement. Articulated joints glowed with inner sapphire runes, designed for maximum speed and deadly precision — no bulk, no hindrance, only pure offensive mobility. Razor-sharp frost blades extended from the forearms and shoulders like natural extensions of his body, while the chest plate bore the intricate Voss family crest that pulsed with power. A flowing mantle of swirling snow and frost crystals draped from his shoulders like a cape of living winter, trailing behind him with every motion. The helmet was minimal — a sleek half-crown of ice that left his face visible, white hair whipping dramatically beneath it. Twin sword hilts extended from the armor’s gauntlets, seamlessly integrated so he could wield the Dual Eclipse Reavers without losing an ounce of speed.

In this form, Elarion Voss became a living blizzard of death — ten times stronger and faster than before, his presence alone dropping the arena temperature to arctic levels.

The noble section erupted in desperate, hopeful cheers.

"Sir! That’s it!"

"Voss true power!"

"Crush him now!"

Commoners, however, roared even louder for Aiden.

"Lord Aiden! Show him what real power looks like!"

"He’s still just standing there smiling!"

Single commoner girls screamed with excitement. "Even like this, Lord Aiden looks so calm and hot!"

Elarion stood tall in his new ice armor, Dual Eclipse Reavers humming with amplified mana. "Now... you die."

He blurred forward at blinding speed — ten times faster than before — and unleashed a storm of attacks that made the previous ones look like child’s play. Ice chains thicker than tree trunks erupted from every direction, freezing domains that could freeze time itself layered across the platform, and a barrage of glacial arrows that left sonic booms in their wake.

Aiden’s smirk never wavered.

He danced through the onslaught like it was a light breeze. "Ooh, fancy new suit. Looks expensive." He casually parried a chain with one dagger, spun around a domain, and shattered three arrows with a flick of his wrist. "But still... too slow."

Elarion roared and charged, swords blazing. Their blades collided again and again in a whirlwind of sparks and frost. Each clash sent shockwaves across the arena. Elarion was moving at speeds that should have been impossible — yet Aiden matched him effortlessly, stepping, twisting, and countering with lazy precision.

Aiden taunted mid-exchange, "You’re just entertainment."

"Shut up!" Elarion screamed, summoning a colossal frost dragon that breathed absolute-zero flames while he skated around Aiden on ice platforms, raining down enhanced ice prisons and spinning disc barrages.

Aiden laughed outright. He leaped onto the dragon’s head, ran along its spine, and used it as a springboard to flip over Elarion once more. "Predictable. You really need new material, ice prince."

Up in the gallery, the wives were on their feet.

Luna’s tail lashed excitedly. "Master is still playing with him even in that armor! So perfect!"

Nayla purred. "He looks ten times stronger and he’s still just a toy. I’m so wet right now..."

Serica grinned. "He’s not even serious yet."

Vaara nodded calmly. "Typical Sir Aiden. He loves the show."

The fight intensified. Elarion poured everything into his new form — mobility at its peak, deadly attacks amplified beyond anything seen before. He merged his frost dragon with the titan, created ice clones that fought independently, and layered freezing domains that slowed the very flow of mana in the air.

Aiden weaved through it all like a ghost.

"Impressive," he admitted casually, dodging a point-blank absolute-zero nova by tilting his head. "You’re actually ten times stronger and faster now. Cute upgrade." He blurred forward and tapped both of Elarion’s swords with his daggers, sending the noble staggering. "But ten times zero is still zero."

Elarion’s pride shattered. He screamed and unleashed his ultimate technique — a massive absolute-zero domain that covered the entire platform, combined with a storm of ice chains, glacial arrows, and a charging frost dragon-titan hybrid.

The colosseum held its breath.

Aiden simply stood there, smirking. Then, for the first time, he decided to end it.

"Alright. Playtime’s over."

He raised one dagger high. A faint, almost invisible ripple of power gathered around the blade — something none of his wives had ever seen before.

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[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]

UNIQUE ABILITY: DIMENSIONAL SEVERANCE – "VOID GUILLOTINE"

MP COST: 4,2000

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A thin, pitch-black line of nothingness sliced through reality itself. It moved faster than sight, silent and absolute.

The line passed straight through Elarion’s ice armor.

The magnificent frost plates — designed for maximum speed and deadly offense — shattered like glass. The Dual Eclipse Reavers cracked and dissolved into harmless snow. The colossal constructs froze mid-motion and crumbled.

Elarion’s eyes widened in shock for a single heartbeat.

Then the backlash hit him. The dimensional cut, held back at the very last moment, delivered a precise, overwhelming shock to his nervous system without slicing him in half.

He crumpled unconscious to the ground, armor vanishing into glittering dust around his body.

The colosseum fell into absolute silence.

Aiden lowered his dagger, the signature smirk still on his face as he looked down at the defeated Voss heir.

A sudden, profound stillness fell over the entire colosseum.

The roar of the crowd — which had been a constant thunder of cheers, gasps, and screams — died away in a single heartbeat. Voices trailed off into stunned silence as every eye locked onto the center of the arena.

Elarion Voss lay motionless on the shattered stone, his magnificent ice armor reduced to glittering dust that scattered in the wind. The proud heir of the Voss family was unconscious, defeated in the most absolute, humiliating way possible.

Then the silence shattered.

The commoners exploded.

"LORD AIDEN!!!"

"HE WON!"

"HE ACTUALLY BEAT A VOSS HEIR!!!"

Men shouted until their voices cracked. Women cried openly, tears streaming down their faces as they hugged each other. Some dropped to their knees in pure emotion.

A young commoner girl in the front row clutched her chest, sobbing with joy. "Lord Aiden... you did it... you really did it..."

Another girl screamed at the top of her lungs, voice breaking. "I love you, Lord Aiden! I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you! Please notice me!"

Confessions poured out everywhere.

"I’ll serve you for the rest of my life!"

"Marry me, Lord Aiden!"

"You changed everything for us commoners today!"

The boys were no less passionate.

"We’ll follow you forever!"

"Long live Lord Aiden Nightshade!"

"A new era has begun!"

The entire commoner section had turned into a sea of raw, emotional celebration.

Mira Vale’s voice rang out, amplified and trembling with barely contained excitement.

"THE WINNER... BY OVERWHELMING DOMINANCE... AIDEN NIGHTSHADE!!!"

She paused, letting the cheers swell, then continued with genuine awe in her tone:

"Today, history was made before our eyes! A commoner-born has defeated a direct heir of the prestigious Voss family in single combat! Not only defeated — he toyed with him, humiliated him, and ended the fight with a technique none of us have ever seen! This is not just a victory... this is the dawn of a new era for every commoner in the kingdom!"

The crowd went absolutely feral.

Up in the highest gallery, Aiden’s wives stared down at the arena in stunned silence for a long moment.

Lysandra’s eyes were wide. "That move... I’ve never seen anything like it. He sliced through space..."

Luna’s ears twitched, her tail frozen mid-wag. "Master... that black line... it cut through his armor like it didn’t exist. He never showed us that before..."

Nayla licked her lips, voice husky. "It was so... dominant. The way he ended it so casually... I’m soaked."

Nyxion’s arms were crossed tightly, but her eyes shone with pride. "He has been hiding that power. Impressive. Heart Lord continues to surpass all expectations."

Selvara huffed, cheeks flushed. "H-Hmph... Of course he had a secret move. Don’t think this means I’m impressed... but... it was quite stylish."

Thristle clasped her hands together, eyes sparkling. "It was so beautiful and terrifying at the same time! My King is incredible!"

Vegia nodded rapidly. "He made it look effortless! I’m so proud!"

Arisha smiled brightly. "That technique... it felt like reality itself bent for him."

Aethoniel fidgeted, face bright red. "U-Um... Benefactor is... really strong..."

Xylandra’s gentle voice was filled with soft wonder. "That power... it was on another level entirely."

Valeforia grinned wickedly. "Mmm, the way he cut through that fancy armor... it made me want him even more. I can’t wait for the celebration tonight."

Zerra bounced wildly, unable to contain herself. "Hero used a new move! It was so cool! I want to see it again!"

Serica whistled low. "He really was holding back the entire time."

Vaara nodded calmly. "And he still made it look easy."

Nearby, Kee and Mee were completely stunned.

Kee’s mouth hung open. "What... the hell was that? He just sliced the air and the armor fell apart..."

Mee whispered, eyes wide. "That black line... it felt wrong. Like it shouldn’t exist..."

Liana was the complete opposite — practically vibrating with excitement. "That was so awesome! Onii-chan, did you see?! He used a super cool new power! He’s the strongest ever!"

Ela stood frozen, her face pale with shock. Her half-brother had just been utterly crushed in front of the entire class. The move Aiden used... it was beyond anything she had imagined possible. Her conflicted heart twisted painfully as she stared down at the unconscious Elarion.

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END OF Chapter 327: AIDEN NIGHTSHADE V/S ELARION VOSS! : 3

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