Earth's Greatest Magus

Chapter 2605: White out

Emery had expected resistance—but Veyarelʼs soul barely fought back. Weakened by injury and perhaps even relieved, the manʼs soul simply receded into the shadows of consciousness, allowing Emery to take over his body with startling ease.

It saved him precious time, and in those brief seconds of soul fusion, he gained something even more valuable than a Grand Magusʼs body.

Memory.

Veyarelʼs mind was a labyrinth—fragmented, but powerful. Within it, Emery found knowledge of the maze-like spatial distortion behind the Stargate, a structure the grand magus risked his life exploring.

Veyarel had glimpsed it... and now Emery possessed that knowledge.

A grin crept across his stolen face.

He had planned merely to fight in this body—to buy time. But this changed everything. With the spatial rift still active beside him, he had a chance to do something far greater.

He reached inward, anchoring his spirit through the faint thread toward Shinta on the other side through Khaos. With one pulse of magic, a signal was cast through realms. Seconds passed. Then—

FWOOM.

A portal tore open with a deafening howl of wind and power. From the other side of the continent, they came.

From its center emerged the elderly Grand Magus Soltz, furrowed in deep irritation.

”Damn it… Why do I always get dragged into your messes...”

Behind him, like the rising tide of a new age, came the full might of the Fey Army—elven battalions with celestial glaives, fairy casters, and beastkin berserkers.

They surged into the chamber like a crashing wave.

The demonic barbarians never stood a chance.

The female beastmasterʼs face turned pale. Her gaze snapped toward the gate—toward one figure.

A tall, muscular man. Radiating enough light to burn shadows from existence. His beard shimmered like threads of solar flame.

The Sun Guardian.

One of the most powerful beings in the Tartarus Realm.

Her blood ran cold.

Fortunately, the Sun Guardian spared her not even a glance. With a single beat, he ascended out of the chamber, shooting into the sky like a comet to join the battle above.

Her chance to retreat had come.

And Emery saw it.

He stood in the midst of carnage, fire, and golden spears—yet his gaze followed her. Watched as she mounted her blight-toad and smashed through a wall, leaping into the craggy mountains beyond.

”Youʼre not getting away!” Emery growled and took off in pursuit.

Behind him, the mountain trembled with war.

Thousands of firebursts tore across the night sky, painting the snow-draped cliffs in violent shades of white and crimson. The booming echoes of cosmic spells and divine strikes rang like bells of the apocalypse—but Emery didnʼt look back. He surged forward, eyes fixed on the beastmaster fleeing ahead, her massive toad mount leaping with terrifying momentum.

Within mere minutes, they had left the war-torn citadel far behind. Over a thousand miles now stretched between them and the fortress—yet the chase never stopped. The beastmaster did not dare slow, even with only one pursuer on her tail. Ｒ₳ŊÔ𐌱Èᶊ

But her mad dash ended in a flash.

Vooom.

A rift opened mid-air, a shimmering wall of space blocking her path like a divine gate.

From it stepped Emery, clad in Veyarelʼs body. Domain energy rippled outward, slamming into the beastmasterʼs mount and halting its next leap.

”I apologize for being late,” his voice calm but iron-hard. ”Took a bit longer than I thought. Too many reinforcements to handle”

The only reason Emery dared to pursue the female beastmaster alone was because his dark self was never far behind.

Now, the two halves of him—light and dark—had finally converged. The beastmaster stood between them, front and back, a predator caged.

Her expression was tight. Not fear—but fury, frustration. Yet even surrounded, she didnʼt break. Pride gleamed in her golden eyes as she hissed, ”Move aside… and Iʼll forget what you did to my childrens.”

Emery understood instantly. She wasnʼt bluffing. She didnʼt want to fight—not because she feared them—but because of the reinforcements storming the battlefield behind. The Fey forces, the Sun Guardian... she couldnʼt afford to be delayed.

The dark Emery laughed. It was a cold, amused sound, hungry for battle. ”No way!!... I came here to end you.”

But before he could lunge, the light Emery raised a hand.

”Wait,” he said calmly.

He pulled out the Verkall Banner—, the very artifact the beastmaster had used to enslave her godly beasts. It pulsed with suppressed power, its dark threads twitching in the air.

”You want to leave?” Emery said, ”Remove your seal from this artifact… and hand over the full legacy of your enslavement path. Every technique. Every secret. Then Iʼll let you go.”

The beastmasterʼs jaw clenched. Her gaze flicked between the two of them—and then to the monstrous toad by her side.

The dark Emery wasnʼt satisfied. He pointed a finger at the creature. ”And your beast as well.”

Her lips curled in disgust. She spat into the snow. ”You Parderan scum. Youʼre pushing too far!”

Her eyes snapped toward the horizon, toward the flaming skies where titans clashed. ”The Sun Guardian... he wonʼt win. Not against the scourge! NO!”

”Who are you trying to fool...? If you really believed that, you wouldnt be running…” he added. ”Alright... We can fight. And see who loses more.” Emery stepped forward slowly, energy rising around him like a storm about to break. His Fey transformation began—

The beastmaster growled, her expression twisting.

”FINE!! But not my beast. Iʼm no fool. The second I hand it over, whatʼs to stop you from breaking your word!!”

Both Emerys paused—light and dark in one shared thought.

They could defeat her, yes. But kill her? That was uncertain. And without her full cooperation, the Verkall Bannerʼs potential would remain locked. Worse—destroying her might destroy the knowledge they sought.

The legacy of three cosmic-level Grand Magus in the path of enslavement?

That was beyond valuable.

”…Deal,” Emery said at last.

The beastmaster sneered but obeyed. She bit into her palm, blood seeping through her teeth, and with swift, practiced gestures she formed a talisman in the air—woven from blood, spellfire, and soul fragments. It floated toward Emeryʼs hand.

He caught it.

Eyes narrowed, he examined the contents—dense with ancient knowledge, complex enough to dizzy most minds.

He nodded. ”Weʼre done here. Go.”

The beastmaster didnʼt wait. With a snap of her fingers, the toad-beast roared and launched skyward, bounding into the snowy horizon. She vanished into the mountains without another word.

The dark Emery sighed dramatically. ”Tch. Disappointing.”

They turned as one toward the horizon, where fire still fell from the sky above Northstar Stronghold.

”Letʼs get back,”