Earth's Greatest Magus

Chapter 2453: Struggle

ROARRRR!!!

The elder dragon burst through the dense poison mist, its massive body aflame, the fiery glow illuminating the chaotic battlefield. Each thunderous step left the earth trembling, and its talons extended, poised to strike Emery with predatory precision. The beastʼs wings beat with hurricane force, sending waves of scorching air toward its prey.

But Chututlu stood its ground. The eldritch monstrosityʼs massive tentacles lashed out, slamming against the dragonʼs fiery body, creating an explosive clash of fire and flesh. The dragon roared in fury, swiping its wings in a sweeping arc, forcing Chututlu to stagger back, momentarily losing its balance. Taking advantage, the dragon dove, its blazing maw aimed directly at Emery, who remained firmly atop his monstrous ally.

Emery tightened his grip, fully aware of the peril. To dismount would spell certain death. As the dragon neared, he activated his Elysian Vambrace, and multiple roots with brilliant glow emerged, weaving an extra layer of defense around him and Chututlu.

Yet, the dissipating poison mist brought new dangers. Five void stalkers, their ghastly forms now visible, seized the opportunity. Their glowing eyes locked onto Emery as they blinked and phased through the battlefield, weaving past the roots and tentacles that had once hindered them.

”Spread out! Attack from all sides!” commanded one of the void stalkers.

Emery acted swiftly. The vambrace pulsed again, and his connection to nature surged through the battlefield. Roots erupted, growing into ferocious plant creatures with serrated fangs, another form of his [Nature Familiar] spell. The air filled with the sound of snapping jaws as they lunged at the void stalkers, forcing them to blink erratically to avoid the onslaught.

The chaos deepened. Chututlu writhed violently, its tentacles flailing as it fought to hold off the elder dragonʼs relentless assault. Amid this maelstrom, Tolaroʼs spatial wheels sliced through the air, their angles unpredictable. One massive arc of energy bypassed the defenses, tearing through Chututluʼs side, and flew directly to Emeryʼs side.

BAMMM!!!

Emery swung his sword with a ferocious Mountain Axis Slash, meeting the next wheel head-on. The impact sent shockwaves through his body. His muscles tore, and his bones cracked under the strain.

”URRGHH!!!” Emery gritted his teeth, his pain drowned out by adrenaline.

Another spatial wheel hurtled toward him from behind. Emeryʼs instincts took over. Summoning his mastery over space, he cast his spatial bending and bent the fabric around him, pulling one of the void stalkers directly into the wheelʼs path.

”NOOO!!!”

The void stalkerʼs defensive spells flared, but they werenʼt enough. Blood splattered as the wheel tore into him, leaving the magus gravely wounded.

Emery wasted no time. With ruthless efficiency, he yanked the dying stalker closer, his blade claws emerging to pierce the magusʼs flesh as he cast [Spirit Devour], siphoning what little spirit energy remained in the dying figure. The act was swift, brutal—and necessary. ”You vile humans!” another void stalker screamed, his voice filled with rage.

Emery ignored the insult. Between casting continuous defensive spells, sustaining Chututlu, and warding off the void stalkers, his spirit pool was dangerously close to depletion and he would do anything it took to survive.

Unfortunately, he didnʼt have time to fully siphon the magusʼs energy before another wave of Tolaroʼs spatial wheels whirled toward him. He reacted instantly, weaving a protective lattice of Elysian roots to intercept the deadly projectiles.

BAMMM!!!

The shimmering runes on his vambrace glowed brighter as his spellwork thickened the barrier. Sparks flew as the spatial wheels collided with the roots, carving deep grooves but failing to penetrate.

Just as Emery thought he had bought himself some time, he felt a shift in the air. His senses screamed a warning.

”NOW DIE!”

Tolaroʼs voice thundered as the dark elf Grand Magus materialized mere feet away in a burst of spatial distortion. With the poison mist cleared and Chututlu fully engaged with the elder dragon, Emery had no time to react. Tolaroʼs bone saber, crackling with icy energy, swung with devastating precision.

BAMMM!!

The saber struck Emery square in the back. The force of the blow was monstrous, shattering the reinforced Elysian roots surrounding him and blasting him off Chututluʼs back. He hurtled through the air, crashing into a dilapidated building with bone-crunching force.

Pain wracked his body—sharp, unrelenting waves radiating from his back. If not for the tier-7 [Ocean Heart Vest] protecting him, the strike would have been fatal. Even so, the runes etched into the armor flickered weakly, struggling to repair the damage.

Coughing through the dust, Emery forced himself to stand, but Tolaro gave him no chance to recover, surging forward with another ruthless strike.

BAMMM!!!

The dark elfʼs bone saber smashed into Emeryʼs side, sending him careening into the rubble-strewn ground. The impact reverberated through his body, and he felt the sickening crack of several ribs shattering under the force. Gasping for air, Emery struggled to push himself up, his vision swimming. 𝐫ÂΝ𝙤ВЕś

The runes on his [Ocean Heart Vest] flared to life, bathing him in a soft, golden glow. Healing energy coursed through his broken body, knitting bone and mending tissue. But even as his wounds closed, the residual chill from Tolaroʼs icy strike seeped into his core, gnawing at him with an unrelenting frost.

Tolaro strode toward him, his bone saber dragging along the ground, leaving a trail of frost in its wake. His pale features twisted into a mocking grin. ”For a lower-realm worm, you carry quite a treasure.”

Emeryʼs eyes darted to his surroundings, assessing the battlefield. Chututlu was locked in a brutal struggle with the elder dragon, its colossal tentacles lashing out to keep the beast at bay. Meanwhile, Killgragh was in even worse shape. The black dragon was pinned beneath the dracolichʼs relentless assault, its pained roars echoing across the ruins as it fought against the icy onslaught.

A deep sigh escaped Emeryʼs lips. The situation was dire.

Tolaro noticed the fleeting moment of hesitation and grinned wider ”Youʼve had a good run,” he mocked, his voice dripping with condescension. ”But it ends now.”

Desperation clawed at Emeryʼs mind, but he refused to succumb to panic. His hand brushed against his storage ring, where a last-resort artifact waited, one he had prepared for moments like this.

The device activated with a low, resonant thrum. A sudden wave of heavy gravity rippled outward, pulling loose debris and fractured stone toward its center. The ground quaked under the immense pressure, and the very air seemed to thicken.

Tolaro staggered slightly, his expression twisting into one of annoyance. ”A gravity device? Pathetic.”

But Emery wasnʼt relying on the artifact to stop him. It was a distraction, a setup for his next move. Channeling every ounce of remaining energy, Emery extended his arms toward the vortex of gravity.

”Letʼs see if your mirror world can withstand this!” Emery growled.

The air around them darkened, the gravitational pull intensifying as Emery poured his power into the artifact. With a final, deafening roar, he unleashed the devastating spell.

[Black Hole]