Chapter 1555 Repeating Law <TOC> Chapter 1557 Dormancy
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After silencing Yuridia, Black Canon raised the scale in his hand, his action met with Yuridia’s disturbed expression.
A peculiar energy emanated from the scale.
On the left pan of the scale, a phantom-like cage appeared, while the right pan displayed a thick-bound book — none other than the —Black Secret Seal Canon— in Shalem’s possession.
At this moment, the pages of the —Black Secret Seal Canon— fluttered rapidly. Rows of prison laws and punitive statutes leapt out of the book as if animated, hovering in mid-air.
Each row of statutes displayed words like “Guilty,” “Judgment,” and “Heretic.”
These statutes, much like musical notes, were initially floating around the —Black Secret Seal Canon—. However, when Black Canon uttered the word “sentence,” these statutes lined up and flew into the phantom cage on the left pan. They integrated into the cage, gradually making it materialize from its phantom state.
Simultaneously, the dark mist pervading the entire arena began to roil. It was as if countless hands reached out from dark waters, attempting to drag Yuridia into the abyss.
Facing the current situation, she was utterly helpless. To escape the scope of the dark mist, she could either fly or jump out of the ring. Flying would put her at a disadvantage without the ground to rely on, and jumping out would amount to conceding defeat.
Yuridia didn’t want to give in so easily, but she had no strength to break free.
After struggling against the dark mist for some time, she was eventually enveloped by it.
When Yuridia opened her eyes again, she found herself inside the now materialized cage on the left pan of the scale.
Black Canon spoke again: “Punishment of the Seal Canon, Judgment of the Heretic!”
As the words fell, a long sword hovered above Yuridia’s head in Black Canon’s hand, seemingly signaling the pronouncement of her sentence.
The floating Repeating Laws are accelerating, ceaselessly burrowing into the cage that confines Yuridia.
With each array of laws entering the cage, Yuridia’s complexion turns a shade paler.
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On the judge’s panel, Sabo’s expression flashes with admiration as he says to Angel, “I’m starting to understand why you said this match is exciting.”
“I sense the power of order in Black Canon, perhaps because it’s judicial in nature? Order is the fabric of laws. Although it’s not fully formed yet, its boundless potential is already evident.”
Heretical Judgment, Spirit of Seal Canon. Prototype Law Domain, and the Power of Laws.
Each element adds a touch of brilliance to the match. Judging from the audience’s wide-eyed expressions and their atmosphere of holding their breath for fear of disturbing the experience, this match has completely overturned their preconceived notions.
Perhaps this match is not the most exciting in the current Novastar Competition, but it will definitely become a hot topic for a while.
Whether it’s Yuridia’s potential that rivals that of a seed talent or Shalem’s giant Book Spirit that subverts common perception, both are excellent talking points.
Sabo looks back at the match. Yuridia has been completely locked in a cage, her face is pale, and there’s a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth; she looks utterly miserable.
Sabo muses, “It looks like your young friend is really about to turn the tables.”
“That’s not necessarily the case,” Angel opines, presenting a different viewpoint.
Curious, Sabo asks, “Why do you think Yuridia still has a chance of winning?”
After a moment of silence, Angel says, “Shalem has his trump cards; doesn’t Yuridia have her own? I’ve always felt that a hidden force resides within Yuridia.”
Yesterday, Angel had mentioned to Shalem that by employing the Spirit of Seal Canon as a strategic move, there might be a chance of victory, but it remained just a possibility. The underlying condition was that Yuridia would not tap into her concealed power.
Angel gazed toward Yuridia, who was in a distant cage.
Although she was confined within the cage as a form of punishment, she hadn’t admitted defeat. Instead, she was tightly clenching her lips, muttering under her breath.
Yuridia had been murmuring from the very start of the contest, so her behavior seemed perfectly normal. However, Angel noticed that with every murmur now, there was a hidden force surging within her, as though it was colliding against some internal shackles.
If this concealed power managed to break free from its constraints, would the tide of the battle turn?
Not long after Angel’s words fell, the outcome that everyone assumed was settled shifted dramatically once more.
Let’s turn back the clock a few minutes.
Inside the cage, Yuridia was barely able to remain standing; it was almost entirely through sheer willpower.
The Repeating Laws that emerged from the —Black Secret Seal Canon— may have only entered the cage and not harmed Yuridia directly, but for her, it was a mental torment — perhaps even worse than physical torture.
In her ears, a stern voice continually passed judgment on her life.
It was as though her box of memories had been cracked open; every incident for which she felt guilt since her birth flashed before her eyes. These images were accompanied by grave, just whispers, making Yuridia feel as if she were standing naked in a court of law, scrutinized by all. Every flaw and failing was highlighted, each becoming a root cause of sin.
A Goddess of Justice looked down upon her from a high pedestal, wielding the sword of justice to punish her past indiscretions.
Her scars, old ailments, and private matters she did not wish to share became the means of her adversary’s rebuke. Even though Yuridia was well aware that this was her opponent’s trickery, the exposure of her most closely guarded secrets still left her devastatingly shaken.
Particularly, when the image of a man appears before her eyes, she can hardly even stand.
A solemn and authoritative whisper still continues by her ear, “He is the one you love most, and also the one you fear the most. Why then are you avoiding him? Is it because you believe you’ve done something to wrong him?”
“Your own convictions have shattered someone who loves you, and those beliefs you hold are inherently flawed. You’ve committed the heinous crime of killing his close kin. You are guilty and must be punished!”
Yuridia vehemently shakes her head, “No, I was helping him… Shut up! Shut your mouth!”
Yet no matter how much Yuridia screams, that accusatory whisper continues to resonate in her mind, as if a malevolent spell is confining her thoughts, coldly mocking her with ruthless jeers.
Under these repeated blows, Yuridia ultimately curls up, holding her head in her hands within the cage.
She tears open the old wounds and faces her past directly.
The more she fears, the more she’s bound; the less she dares to look back, the more abject she becomes.
At this moment, Yuridia faces her unbearable past self, who seems as lowly as sediment settling deep in a decaying swamp.
Seeing Yuridia in this state, everyone assumes that Shalem has won.
But sometimes, the more you are pushed to the brink, the clearer you see yourself.
Moreover, Yuridia’s situation is quite unique.
For many years, Yuridia has always whispered to herself, “All that I see before me is the darkness obscuring my pursuit of hope. To see the brightest hope, I must first go through even deeper darkness.”
She understands the principle, but she has never acted on it. Even though she often repeats the phrase “pursuit of hope,” the power suppressed within her has only been suppressed, never unleashed.
She fears facing that version of herself.
Just like Shalem, he had always hesitated to make the move of “Implementing Black Canon’s Repeating Law,” fearing that it would lead to terrible consequences for Black Canon. He was afraid of losing him, of reaching a point of no return.
Even if Shalem knew that to advance Black Canon further, this move was a necessary one.
He understood the logic, but he was paralyzed by various external factors; he dared not move forward, afraid to take that step.
Yuridia felt the same. She always spoke of seeking hope, often saying, “Only by experiencing the deepest darkness can one welcome the most radiant hope.” Yet she still could not confront her past. Like in her last showdown with Cold-Eyed Cat, Yuridia didn’t think she would lose. But halfway through, she saw that person.
She didn’t even have the courage to continue the competition, admitting defeat and fleeing instead.
Neither Yuridia nor Shalem are cowardly; they don’t fear death or scars. However, when it comes to matters they hold most dear and are most reluctant to confront, they back away.
And this competition was, in fact, an opportunity for both of them — an opportunity to reconcile with their past selves.
Finally, Shalem set aside his preconceptions; he trusted Black Canon and took a step forward.
Yuridia was the same. She was forcibly pulled by the power of Black Canon to confront her past. At her lowest point, she recognized and asserted her true self.
Once again, she whispered, “To see the most radiant hope, one must first go through deeper darkness.”
This time, she didn’t merely pay lip service.
As her words fell, the suppressed power within her was finally unleashed.
Suddenly, the darkness surrounding Yuridia faded away, and a light so bright it was almost dazzling emanated from her chest.
The darkness receded, and light flooded in.
The power hidden deep within Yuridia’s being was finally unleashed. It was pure light, the very hope Yuridia had been ceaselessly seeking.
As Black Canon once stated, “The light in others can’t penetrate the depths of one’s own soul.”
Hope should never be sought externally; it has always been within oneself.
When Yuridia dispelled the dark force and revealed her pure light, the tides of the battle shifted once again.
The Spirit of Seal Canon, although governing judicial laws, fundamentally originated from dark forces. Light and darkness have always existed in a complex dance of mutual containment and restraint. When Yuridia wielded her sword of hope-filled light, even the most unyielding cage disintegrated into fragments.
Yuridia’s power had already reached the zenith of apprenticeship, far surpassing Shalem. Despite the immense power of Black Canon, its master was still Shalem and was thus restrained by Shalem’s own limitations.
When Yuridia deployed her light to counteract the darkness, Black Canon was powerless to resist.
After a dazzling flash of light,
Yuridia descended from mid-air and landed on the ground.
Behind her, the long sword held by the massive Spirit of Seal Canon was severed into two halves and fell onto the arena.
Yuridia refrained from making another move, for Shalem, on the other side, had already lost consciousness and collapsed, overwhelmed by the force of the light.
After his sword was broken, Black Canon finally bowed his head.
With the referee’s final command, the match came to an end.
Yuridia, victorious!