Earth's Greatest Magus

In order to obtain the location of his peers, Emery had already prepared himself to face the risk of coming alone into enemy territory. Unfortunately, his daring plan backfired on him as the dark elves came with ulterior motives.

The screeching scream of the female dark elf reverberated in his mind, Emery however did not have the capacity to deal with her in his current situation. Evidently, he was now caught in the middle of the Darkmoon Clan’s affairs and his bargaining chip had become worthless because of that.

The dark elves nonchalantly made their way towards him, their ferocious smiles gleaming in the moonlight. Seeing this, Emery felt like a prey animal facing a hungry predator ready to be feasted.

A single grand magus, coupled with three dark elf magus; this was the kind of opponent Emery had to face, and those were merely who were standing before him, not including the ones who were still hiding in the surrounding area.

As he came to the conclusion that there would be no further negotiations, Emery couldn’t help but shake his head regretfully. That said, he quickly scrapped the plans he had in mind and immediately proceeded to the back up plan which would allow him to escape this predicament.

All of a sudden, a piercing blinding light appeared as Emery cast [Blind]

The spell was just a simple Tier 1 spell that conjured a bright light, but due to his decision to cast it suddenly in the current pitch-black environment, it was enough to catch his opponents off guard and distract them for a second.

“Huh! This is child’s play!!”

For those who had reached the magus realm, especially the infamous elves who possessed acute spirit reading sense, such spells would not work or have minimal effect against them. However, unbeknownst to their vanity, Emery had prepared something else for them.

As he jumped backwards under the cover that the light gave him, Emery quickly took out several vials of potions from his spatial space. Unlike spells, spirit reading wouldn’t be much of a help in identifying what items he was throwing, and that split second of opportunity afforded by the confusion was all he needed.

KAABOOMM! KABOOMM! KABOOMM!

A series of deafening sounds echoed through the air as the potions Emery had thrown unleashed their might, turning into a sequence of powerful explosions with power comparable to a Tier 5 spell. Emery used the shockwave from the blast to propel himself backwards as the unfolding scene of destruction successfully stopped the elves from advancing.

“That’s Dragon Flame potion!!?” shouted one of the dark elf magus, shock evident on his face. After all, the potions that Emery had thrown was one of the standard potions an elven warrior would have in the army, one looted from the dark elves in Nexus.

The scorching flames continued to rage on for quite a while as the surrounding forest was engulfed in the explosion. But eventually, the fire died out and the magus found out that they could no longer see his prey anymore. The puny acolyte had entered the forest amidst the chaos, running faster than they had expected.

By this time, Emery had used the spells that would help him flee as fast as possible. [Slipstream] bestowed a significant boost to his speed as [Light Wings] graced his back, both of which enabled him to run at a speed much faster than any regular acolyte.

Although it was enough to startle the dark elves, they did not immediately chase after Emery. On the contrary, the group could be seen laughing with mocking smiles on their faces.

“Hahaha, Elder… That kid really thinks he can get away from us”

Having absolutely no interest to chase after what in his eyes was merely a worthless acolyte, the dark elf grand magus waved his hand and beckoned for his underling magus to do so instead. “Catch him and make sure the princess is in that emblem of his. After that, you can kill him.”

“Yes, Elder.”

As the three magus disappeared from view, their figures flickering through the forest, the dark elf grand magus rose into the air and hovered casually following the group from the sky.

It was at this moment that the grand magus’ came to a halt. He turned his head in a certain direction while raising his eyebrows as he suddenly felt a spatial distortion, which when he traced it opened right next to the escaping acolyte.

“Spatial magic!”

With his spirit reading, the grand magus could sense that his target had just leaped through the fabric of space and covered 300 miles in a matter of seconds, before he once again resumed running at his previous speed.

“Huh, no wonder he’s so confident. He must have an escape item or someone secretly helping him.”

Knowing that his men wouldn’t catch the young acolyte as easily as he initially thought, the elderly grand magus changed his mind. His figure shot swiftly through the air as he decided that he himself should go after the acolyte.

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Before coming to the exchange, Emery didn’t know the exact number of dark elves he would face. If he had to guess, there would be at least one grand magus figure present; and now, his guess proved correct.

And if there really was only one of such figures, he believed that he still had a chance to follow the plan he and his senior Fuxi had worked on together.

The Eastern Sage advised him that if he was forced to escape, he should not use spatial spells right off the bat. The reason was because he was sure that a proud elf grand magus would not chase a simple acolyte himself. Not in front of his underlings.

And Fuxi’s guess was right.

As Emery dashed through the thick forest, he started to count the number of people chasing after him. Soon, the number grew as two more magus had come out of their hiding place in the distance, ready to intercept him.

A total of five magus surrounded him from all sides. Knowing that he wouldn’t be able to walk out of this with his feet, Emery quickly cast his [Spatial Gate] onto the formation stone he had made, allowing him to make a 300 miles jump.

The location of the stone formation and the exchange location was calculated beforehand to reach a maximum chance of escape. Helped by the Eastern Sage, Emery also predicted the speed of the dark elves that would give chase.

It was estimated that in 300 miles distance, a grand magus level would be one to three minutes behind him while the five magus he sped past would be five to ten minutes behind.

Despite the fact that a grand magus was chasing after him, Emery maintained his composure. He continued running as fast as he could, and according to his calculations, he successfully entered a hill with one of the thickest forests in the area, one filled with 50 meters tall trees.

Seconds later, the figure of the dark elf grand magus appeared just outside the hill, and without much thinking, he made his way inside, only to be surprised when he found the forest was actually disrupting his spirit reading.

“Huh! A formation! This is a trap…” the dark elf grand magus muttered as he realized what this was. “You have someone waiting here, aren’t you?! Whoever you are, show yourself!!”

As expected, a figure stepped out from the shadows emitting the aura of a grand magus. An old man in his late fifties with long white hair wearing simple worn out robes.

It was none other than the Eastern Sage, Fuxi.

He drew a wooden sword, as he said, “You will be fighting me.”

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