Earth's Greatest Magus

Chapter 2291: Advise

Grand Magus Yvere, once Emeryʼs instructor at the plant institute and now the esteemed Deputy Headmaster of Beta Academy, arrived through the Moon Base teleportation gate. Despite the elderʼs prominent position and packed schedule, he had accepted Emeryʼs invitation, a gesture that filled Emery with gratitude. Bowing slightly in respect, he greeted the elder.

”Thank you for coming, Elder Yvere,”

Grand Magus Yvere greeted Emery with a warm smile, his eyes filled with pride as he acknowledged Emeryʼs recent achievements. He had heard about Emeryʼs success in guiding a group of acolytes into the academyʼs higher halls—a feat that had not gone unnoticed. With a touch of humor, the elder remarked, ”I didnʼt know you had an interest in teaching, or I wouldnʼt let Aurora recruit you first.”

Standing beside Yvere was Mera, Emeryʼs former classmate, her sharp gaze lingering on him. She had not forgotten their duel at the academy tournament, where Emery had bested her, and since then, she had carried a quiet rivalry. Her presence was tense, her competitive nature evident. The last Emery had heard of her was that she had taken an instructor position at Beta Academy, though she struggled to rise above the lower halls.

Grand Magus Yvere, gazed at Emery with anticipation as he spoke ”Now, lead the way”

Emery had arranged a swift and discreet journey for his esteemed guests, a small ship carried them from the Moon Base to the mystical Britannia Island, where they made their way through the Fey village and finally arrived at the Gaia Shrine.

The entire trip was undetected by anyone. Even Tyra, the priestess of the shrine, could only sense subtle shifts in the air, her awareness barely scratching the surface of the presence that had arrived.

This veil of secrecy was at the request of Grand Magus Yvere, ensuring that their visit adhered to the Magus Allianceʼs prime directive: to avoid direct contact with lower-realm inhabitants.

As they arrived at the shrine, Tyra, who was briefed on Emeryʼs plan, gracefully stepped aside, giving space for the Grand Magus to approach the sacred trees. Grand Magus Yvereʼs expression grew thoughtful as he approached the ancient tree. ”A fully integrated primordial wisp is always fascinating... especially one teeming with life energy,” he murmured, his voice filled with reverence for the living force before him.

He paused in front of the sacred tree, and without uttering another word, his domain began to expand, spreading out and encompassing the entire shrine. Emery stood still, watching with awe as the very essence of the shrine reacted. Every living being within its boundaries, from the smallest plant to the largest tree, began to glow softly, pulsing with the elderʼs energy.

Moments after, Leaves from the sacred trees began to lift, swirling through the air with a life of their own. They gathered together, forming the shape of a humanoid figure. The leaves rustled, creating a whispering sound that carried a strange, otherworldly voice.

”Come close,” Grand Magus Yvere said, calling out to Emery.

As soon as he made contact, Emeryʼs senses were flooded with whispers—whispers that felt familiar, ancient, and deeply intertwined with the land itself. It was Gaia. Though no distinct words were spoken, a powerful message came through, conveyed through emotions rather than speech.

First, a wave of sorrow washed over him, followed by a fierce, burning anger—, a hatred toward one name that echoed in Emeryʼs mind.

”Sky God.”

Emery took a deep breath, the weight of the revelation settling heavily on his mind.

The name Gaia had conveyed was the same one Ishtar had mentioned—the Sky Lord, the likely culprit behind Fuxiʼs death. It all made sense now, explaining why Gaia had intervened, even in her weakened state, to help Damo.

As the pieces came together, a deep sense of guilt washed over Emery. This Sky Lordʼs appearance was undoubtedly a form of retribution for what he had done to Ishtar. The realization struck him with guilt and regret, knowing that his actions had unwittingly drawn this disaster back to Earth.

But just as Emery was about to reflect more deeply on this connection, Gaiaʼs reply shifted.

Her sorrow and anger gave way to something darker—a warning. In his mind, he saw a flash of a vision—earth, ravaged by destruction, crumbling under forces beyond his control. It was the same vision Emery had seen a long time ago. The image flickered, vivid yet fleeting.

Before he could grasp its full meaning, the humanoid figure began to unravel. The leaves that had formed it slowly scattered, drifting back to the earth, leaving Emery standing in the eerie silence of the shrine. The message had ended, but the weight of Gaiaʼs warning lingered heavily in his mind.

Emery, seeking clarity, turned to Grand Magus Yvere.

”I believe the primordial being has reached full maturity and entered the hibernation stage. It wonʼt be long before the evolution process begins.”

Although the word evolution might seem extraordinary, the elder expression told a different story. An evolution for a primordial wisp, especially one so deeply connected to the planetʼs lifeforce, would not be a benign event—it would trigger a planetary calamity. Grand Magus Yvere was also concerned with the extent of the calamity, given the extraordinary life force of the planet. ᚱ𝔞ℕΟβƐs

Emery exhaled slowly, the weight of the situation bearing down on him. This wasnʼt entirely new; he had been warned about this condition before but all those warnings had come from Kronos or the Nephilim, whose agendas were never entirely transparent. That was why Emery had turned to Grand Magus Yvere—someone outside their influence, whose expertise he trusted.

At that moment, Emery reveals the existence of the 108 Abyss Gates scattered across the globe. As he detailed the number and the formidable strength of the creatures that had emerged from these gates, the concern in Grand Magus Yvereʼs eyes grew evident.

The sheer scale of these gates and the implications of their activity signaled a level of experimentation that was profoundly unsettling. Knowing that the Nephilim were behind this chaos only deepened the grand magusʼs sense of foreboding.

”Iʼm sorry, but there is not much else I can do at this point,” Grand Magus Yvere said with a heavy sigh. ”You must inform the Alliance immediately. They will dispatch experts to assess the situation, determine the timeline, and prepare for the impending event”

Emery nodded, taking the advice to heart, but he was skeptical about the Magus Allianceʼs ability to uncover the secrets behind the Nephilimʼs experiments. Despite such doubts, he knew he had to make the effort.

Grand Magus Yvereʼs attention then shifted to the massive bear-like creature resting near the Gaia tree. This was Artio, the guardian of Gaia, who had largely remained dormant following Gaiaʼs weakened state.

The grand magus approached the slumbering bear with a mixture of reverence and concern. He cast a spell that infused Artio with renewed vigor, his hands glowing with magic as he channeled energy into the creature.

With a solemn warning, the grand magus addressed Emery. ”You must find a more suitable environment for this fascinating being. Without proper care, it will continue to weaken and, eventually, perish.”

Hearing this, Emery could not help but ask another question. ”Elder, have you ever heard of the Elysian Tree?”