Earth's Greatest Magus

Shinta’s bloodline was a marvel in itself, a rarity in the vast tapestry of bloodline communities. The mythical rank 8 designations placed her in the uppermost echelon. It was a genetic heritage that promised unparalleled potential, with a near guarantee of ascending to the esteemed rank of grand magus and an increased likelihood of reaching the pinnacle of the supreme realm.

But Shinta’s bloodline held an even more exceptional quality—its mixed nature. This added layer of complexity made her bloodline almost comparable to the highest rank 9, a distinction that set her apart even further. In the entire magus universe, the wolf bloodline boasted fewer than five surviving rank 9 figures, a paltry number shared among the twelve bloodlines.

After realizing the extent of her breakthrough, Shinta spent the next morning trying her new innate ability.

[Shaman Form]

[Shaman form has increased your spell power]

[Shaman form has increased your magic resistance]

The transformation bestowed upon Shinta an overwhelming advantage in battle, but what intrigued her most was the subtlety of its effects. Unlike traditional wolf-like transformations, her appearance remained largely unchanged, save for the addition of sharp claws adorning her fingertips. Instead, glowing intricate runes now adorned her scaly skin, weaving a mystical tapestry that pulsed with latent power.

Though they bore no resemblance to the typical features associated with the wolf bloodline, Shinta remained cautious, aware of the need for discretion in unveiling her true nature, she resolved to have her blood analyzed by her uncle Bob, a decision that would provide much-needed clarity in the days to come.

Before she could act on her intentions, however, she received an unexpected summons from her head instructor, Grand Magus Lucius. As she entered the main hall of Hall 7, she was met with a warm and prideful gaze from the wolf grand magus.

“You have brought great honor to this hall,” he declared, his voice filled with genuine admiration. “Your achievements have surpassed all expectations”

Shinta’s realization dawned upon her as she reflected on the roster of finalists. Among the top contenders, only their top 5, herself and Rajh the Tiger, had managed to secure a coveted spot in the final round.

“If there is anything you want? Just ask?”

Grand Magus Lucius’s offer of reward caught Shinta off guard, prompting her to consider her options before requesting additional contribution points, and Lucius readily acceded to her request, bestowing upon her a generous sum of 50,000 points—a windfall that exceeded her expectations.

With newfound resources at her disposal, Shinta swiftly revised her plans, abandoning her intention to visit her uncle Bob. Instead, she resolved to capitalize on her huge sums of points by acquiring a potent poison divine spell.

Shinta meticulously assessed her combat repertoire, identifying areas where she could bolster her strengths and mitigate her weaknesses. With her [Slithering Cloud Steps] and [Dao Steps] ensuring swift and agile movement, complemented by her robust physique and formidable resistance to close-quarters combat, she recognized the need for a support spell.

After thorough deliberation, Shinta settled upon the [Verdant Vines] spell—a high-grade combination of plant and poison magic renowned for its restraining properties. Determined to master this new technique, she dedicated countless hours to practice, honing her proficiency until she could cast the basic form of the spell.

As the final round commenced, Shinta’s enhanced combat prowess was on full display. Her first adversary, a rank 88 opponent, fell swiftly before her relentless onslaught, overwhelmed by her adept close-combat techniques. However, the subsequent bout proved to be a more arduous challenge, pitting her against a formidable opponent ranked 63—a high-stage acolyte boasting formidable prowess.

Despite the formidable resistance posed by her adversary, Shinta’s indomitable spirit and unwavering determination propelled her forward. Drawing upon the combined strength of her near-indestructible [Shaman Form], unparalleled mobility, and potent poison magic, she emerged victorious after a grueling battle.

As Shinta’s battle concluded, a wave of sickness overtook her, leaving her weakened and vulnerable. Concerned for her well-

being, the Magus Academy’s medics conducted a thorough analysis of her condition, attributing her illness to abnormalities in her bloodline.

Shinta resolved to seek additional treatment at the gene shop come dawn, accompanied by her steadfast companions from the wolf group. Upon arrival, she implored her uncle Bob for any remedy that could alleviate her affliction and bolster her strength for the upcoming battles.

As her uncle tended to her ailments, their peace was abruptly shattered by the sudden arrival of Annara. A sense of urgency permeated the air as Annara delivered a dire warning, her expression etched with panic.

“We must leave, immediately!”

Before Shinta could comprehend the gravity of the situation, a contingent of elite serpent warriors descended upon the shop, along them was one grand magus figure and with ruthless efficiency, swiftly incapacitated all who stood in their path. With chilling precision, they seized Shinta and Annara, against their will.

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As Kehinde relayed the harrowing events to Emery, a sense of unease settled over him like a suffocating shroud. Each word painted a vivid picture of danger and uncertainty, leaving Emery feeling utterly powerless in the face of Shinta’s abduction.

Heorgar, ever the voice of reason, interjected solemnly, “I have sent a message to the Ouroboros Queen. She asked us to let this matter go… I am afraid there’s not much we can do. It is a faction matter…”

Emery’s gaze shifted to Bob, whose expression mirrored his own deep-seated concern. Despite the chaos that had unfolded, Bob’s assurance that Shinta’s safety was not in immediate jeopardy provided a small measure of solace.

Bob was not good at lying, but it was indeed true: despite all his attachment to this girl, Emery was just an outsider.

Heorgar then assured Emery that he would update him with any information, and suggested Emery should return to attend to his students.

As Emery departed from the scene, a lingering sense of unease gnawed at him. With a heavy heart, he and the wolf acolytes made their way back to the academy, the shadow of Shinta’s absence casting a pall over their return.

Before parting ways, Kehinde suddenly halted a troubled expression clouding his features. “Magus, I forgot,” he began hesitantly, producing a small vial filled with a shimmering silver liquid. “This is her Serum. I am worried she needs them.”

As Emery took the tube filled with the shimmering silver liquid from Kehinde, a wave of surprise washed over him.

“This is hers? Not yours?”

“Magus, I would not make such a mistake,” he affirmed. “Unlike hers, my bloodline is of the wolf.”

###### Author Note

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