The Golem Mage

572: Final Match 1.

572: Final Match 1.

“Begin!” The referee’s voice boomed through the arena as the final match between the Holy Grail Academy and the Bloodline Academy commenced.

Like previous matches, the crowd erupted into enthusiastic cheers, fervently supporting their respective team captains.

“Well, it has all come down to this,” Alec muttered to himself, his hands intertwined as they covered his mouth.

His head bowed, lost in deep contemplation, the intense battles of the second round stirred thoughts within him.

Alec wondered if he would be able to defeat all five members of an opposing team without his golems.

If any of the other captains from the Great 8 academies could hear his thoughts right now, they would undoubtedly be tempted to blast him away with their spells.

Even though they exuded confidence in their ability to triumph in one-on-one matches against their own team members, facing multiple consecutive battles without rest would take a toll on both their physical bodies and mana pools.

It was an arduous feat that no one in the mid-Tier ranks can achieve with their mana pools, they could only struggle to win a few matches, but not defeat a whole team and it’s captain.

To achieve such a clean sweep, one would need to be a Tier 7 Mage who possessed the rare luxury of not worrying about mana, had an ultra body and had ascended beyond mere human limits.

Their very breath inhaled the energy of their elemental affinity from the surrounding environment.

However, Alec’s train of thought stemmed from his consideration of the bigger picture.

He recognized the challenge his teammates would faced and knew that in this setting, where they are pitted against significantly more advanced opponents, it would be difficult for them to truly shine.

However, Alec was confident that his teammates would give their all to ensure they did not embarrass their academy.

That’s why he is prepared to carry the weight for the team, and he had already formulated plans to create a new golem that could serve as his new secret weapon.

The only challenge he faced now was procuring the necessary resources and finding a way to rapidly advance the golem to a higher realm.

Time was of the essence, and Alec could not afford to waste any more of it.

“After this battle, all of you are free to return to your cultivation,” Selene proclaimed, after carefully observing the expressions of each team member.

She had deliberately requested their presence to show them the disparity between the Great 8 academies and the other academy so they don’t misunderstand where they lie.

Despite having fought against the Royal Mage Academy of the Great Eight, Selene wanted them to understand that even within this esteemed group, there were varying levels of strength.

“What about the second match?

Shouldn’t we watch them to analyse our opponents’ powers?” Agnes was the first to speak, while Alec remained silent.

“Do not worry about analysing their powers for now, if you all do not devote time to cultivating and reflecting on your own abilities, any analysis would be in vain.”

“However, I will find a way to provide you with a memory shard of the match, allowing you to watch and make basic assessments of each member’s power, although it is not the same as witnessing it in person, it should still be enough to offer some insights,” Selene reassured the team.

“After the match, we will return to our cultivation immediately.

We cannot afford to waste any time, the second match begins in the afternoon, and there is no reason for us to idle away those few hours or watch the second match with Selene’s decision,” Alec asserted.

–

As soon as the match commenced, Dragov dragged his feet and dashed towards Julian with astonishing speed, shocking the crowd, as he was taking the initiative right from the start.

This seemingly small gesture of action was seen by the spectators as Dragov giving Julian the proper recognition as another formidable individual.

He shifted his battle axe to his right hand and bent a little after he had ran a little.

Julian noticed the movement and turned his head sideways, after picking up on a slight sound.

A gentle aura emanated from him, pulsating forward like a scanner searching for its target.

However, before it could reach Dragov, he pushed off the ground, smoothly transitioning his stance mid-air.

Gripping the battle axe with both hands, Dragov descended towards Julian, who remained motionless.

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