Earth's Greatest Magus

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As his body reached the maximum synergy with the star-devouring beast, Emery sensed the incoming three cosmos grand magus. With the spirit master still recuperating, it fell to him alone to block the attack.

“HOOWLLL!!!”

His body became enveloped in Khaos energy, his claws elongating and radiating with dark power. Using spatial-induced movement, Emery intercepted Isaiah’s path with incredible speed. The impact of their clash was intense, massive claws meeting with a force that sent shockwaves through the vault, pushing both of them back a dozen steps. Emery felt the overwhelming strength Isaiah possessed, his massive arm going numb from that single clash.

As the smoke began to dissipate, Emery came face to face with the grand magus traitor. Isaiah, with an amused expression, sneered, “What kind of half-blood are you?!”

Emery stayed vigilant, aware that even with a combination of Stage 9 Immortal Gate and Primal Transformation, he was not a match for Isaiah. Behind him, the grand magus summoner had already begun respawning his minions. Emery glanced towards the spirit master for a solution. The man, who had just consumed the pill, spoke to Emery’s mind.

Emery nodded, understanding that this was their best option. He readied himself for a defensive plan to buy time until the reinforcements arrived. His muscles tensed, claws at the ready, eyes locked onto Isaiah.

“Fine, it doesn’t matter. All dead beasts are the same!” Isaiah snarled before changing his tactic. He channeled cosmic energy into his arms, forming the shape of deadly blades, and charged forward with incredible speed.

Knowing the next two minutes would be one of the hardest fights, Emery called upon the Khaos guarding within him. “Killgragah, I am counting on you!”

The primal form instantly blazed with dark flames, boosting his battle power to another level. Emery braced himself, his Khaos energy swirling around him like a dark storm.

He could feel the immense pressure of Isaiah’s power bearing down on him. The air crackled with energy as Isaiah’s blade-arms clashed with Emery’s enhanced claws, the impact creating a shockwave that reverberated through the vault.

Unfortunatly, despite his newfound strength, Emery could only hold his ground. He parried and blocked as best as he could, his movements fueled by primal fury and the need to protect those behind him. Isaiah’s attacks were relentless, each strike calculated and powerful. Emery’s body quickly became covered in deep blade wounds, blood seeping from multiple gashes.

Isaiah’s attacks were not just physical but also laced with a deadly toxin. Fortunately, Emery had consumed the antidote pill and possessed a high resistance to poison. Without these defenses, he would have already succumbed to the toxin’s effects.

The primal form’s power surged within him, fueling his determination to protect Tessa and Lord Hassa. He couldn’t afford to falter now. Each second felt like an eternity as he fought to keep Isaiah at bay, his focus unwavering despite the pain and exhaustion.

Finally, Emery could sense the incoming reinforcements—more than thirty magus, and among them were two grand magus. Though they were only in the low stage of the two cosmos realms, they would be enough to hold Isaiah long enough to execute the plan.

Isaiah, sensing their arrival, turned his attention to his back for a moment. A smirk played on his lips, but he did not lose his composure. “If you think those walking corpses could help you… you are mistaken.”

“Now!” Grand Magus Nayef shouted, ready to charge out according to their plan.

However, as he took a step forward, a spirit chain suddenly pulled his body from behind. It was the grand magus summoner, who had unleashed his technique to restrain the spirit master. Nayef struggled against the ethereal chains, his spirit energy flaring as he tried to break free. On the other side, Isaiah unleashed his [Battlefield Domain], channeling cosmic energy that transformed the entire vault into a massive arena of death. The once serene chamber now bristled with malevolent power, filled with a chaotic storm of ominously flying daggers. A dozen of these lethal blades rose from the walls and some emerged from the ground directly in front of Emery, blocking his path.

Each dagger shimmered with a malevolent gleam, their sharp edges honed to a deadly precision. Dark energy pulsed through them, giving off an aura of malice and destruction. The air crackled with supernatural intensity, making it difficult to even draw breath in the oppressive atmosphere.

Emery, standing amidst this deadly spectacle, felt the pressure bearing down on him. The sheer malevolence of the spell was enough to unsettle even the bravest warrior. He could sense the malicious intent behind each blade as if they were sentient and eager to tear into flesh.

“What kind of technique is this?!” Emery was shocked. The pressure alone made his knees weaken. This was the true power of a three cosmos grand magus unleashing a tier 9 spell. The air grew thick with an oppressive force, making it hard to breathe.

[Dagger Cemetery]

It was a powerful spell that was terrifyingly able to synergize with the grand magus’ Battlefield Domain, enhancing the already deadly field with a new level of lethality. The daggers moved with a mind of their own, weaving through the air with precise, predatory movements.

Isaiah didn’t cast the spell to keep the reinforcements from entering the vault. Instead, he let them inside and blocked their way out. As he raised his arm toward them, the daggers seemed to sense his intent. They hovered for a moment before diving toward the magus guards with blinding speed.

Screams of pain echoed through the vault as the daggers found their marks. Shockingly, they began to spurt out from inside the guards’ bodies, tearing them apart from within. The sight was horrific, blood spraying as the enchanted blades wreaked havoc. Even the two grand magus fell to their knees, vomiting blood.

“Hahaha, die!! Die!!” Isaiah’s maniacal laughter filled the vault, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. Emery watched in horror as the Karat forces were decimated. The reinforcements, who were supposed to turn the tide, were now being slaughtered by the daggers emerging from within them.

Isaiah then turned his attention back to Emery, intent on finishing the job. However, just as he prepared to strike, his domain began to tremble ominously.

Emery sensed a surge of light energy emanating from behind him. Turning, he saw Lord Hassa enveloped in a brilliant golden aura, his eyes gleaming with determination as he spoke to Emery.

“Thank you, I’ll take it from here!”

Emery watched in awe as a glowing rune on Lord Hassa’s forehead shimmered with cosmic power. Golden energy surged within him, and in an instant, dozens of shimmering golden layers burst forth around him. These layers coalesced into a majestic, palace-like structure of radiant energy, its brilliance overwhelming the darkness of Isaiah’s daggers.

Forming cosmic energy into the shape of a golden palace was something only possible within the realm of the three cosmos. Such a display showcased the extent of Lord Hassa’s strength, radiating an aura of protection and strength. Its formidable presence shattered the deadly blades that Isaiah had conjured. Seeing this, Isaiah sneered with a hint of derision. “My Lord, congratulations on breaking through to the high stage, but unless you break into three cosmos, you cannot defeat me!”

Lord Hassa’s usual warm expression hardened into one of fierce determination. “Yes, you are right. Unfortunately for you, you picked the wrong place to fight!”

With those words, Lord Hassa’s hands began to glow with radiant golden energy. Multiple golden artifacts from the treasure display around them flew into the air, hovering around him. As he channeled his cosmic power into each artifact, a dozen towering golden golems emerged from the ground. Each golem shimmered with cosmic energy, their formidable presence matching that of a grand magus. The ground trembled beneath their colossal feet as the golden golems stood ready, their eyes glowing with a fierce determination that mirrored Lord Hassa’s resolve. Emery watched in awe as the grand magus battle commenced right in front of him.