Earth's Greatest Magus

Emery grunted in annoyance, his senses still reeling from the vivid and unsettling experience. The echoes of the future played in his mind like a haunting melody, and he couldn’t shake off the trembling that persisted even after returning to the Celestial Domain.

“You sick bastard, you could have told me!”

The high elf calmly responded, “Then you wouldn’t know what you really would do in such a situation, wouldn’t you?”

Emery couldn’t shake the feeling that he had been toyed with, yet deep down, he understood the twisted logic behind the method. The raw authenticity of the experience had etched the potential outcomes into his psyche, providing a unique perspective on the impending crisis.

As he brooded over the choices laid before him, the elf’s words cut through his contemplation, “The celestials can’t hold this domain for much longer. You have one shot to get this right. Have you decided what to do? Escape or fight?”

Emery had chosen retreat before, having witnessed the formidable power of the giant scourge. His mind raced to formulate a plan to prevent the colossal creature from escaping through the portal. Unfortunately, he didn’t get a chance to voice his thoughts or engage in a discussion as the Celestial domain started to crumbled.

His vision blurred and head spinning as he slowly returned to the chaotic chamber, standing once more before the panel, frozen in time as chaos unfolded around him. Gradually, as his consciousness returned, time began to flow once more with familiar notifications echoed in the chamber:

[System successfully reboot]

[Lockdown uplifted, all gates open]

He was greeted by Neo, who jubilantly exclaimed the same words as before, “You did it, Emery!”

This time, Emery didn’t linger to observe his surroundings. Instead, he turned his gaze towards the high elf with a determined answer. “Fight!”

A deafening boom shattered the jubilant atmosphere as the colossal crystal broke. Although they couldn’t prevent it, something had changed. Instead of casting an ice spell, Loriel Starwind decided to use a different incantation, shouting,

“No more running, seal this gate!”

The high elf radiated a brilliant light as she cast a spell, forming a mystical formation beneath the massive crystal [Seal of 8 Divinity]. Glowing marks appeared on eight corners of the ground, and golden chains swiftly emerged, entangling the giant trying to emerge from the portal.

A notable difference in this iteration of the spell was that the high elf was wide open, leaving her vulnerable to the multiple tentacles charging at her, along with the relentless celestial constructs.

Emery stood ready to assist, but in that split second, he also witnessed a familiar scene unfold. Neo, using his 24 special swords, valiantly blocked the incoming tentacles.

A decision had to be made swiftly, and Emery found himself faced with a choice between protecting the high elf or the loyalty he felt toward Neo. His swiftly decided and he found himself [Blink] toward the high elf and swiftly invoked the power of [Aegis of Void], a formidable defensive spell that formed an impenetrable shield around the high elf. The protective barrier enveloped her, shielding her from the onslaught of tentacles.

However, this act came at the agonizing cost of witnessing Neo endure the same fate once again, torn apart into pieces by the relentless assault of celestial tentacles.

A wave of shock swept across the faces of Atlas, Uria, and Olivier as Emery’s swift and decisive actions unfolded before them. Determination burned in Emery’s eyes as he barked,

“Protect her at all costs!” Many were confused by Emery’s sudden actions while most were distracted by either the newly opened gate or the terrifying giant that emerged from the broken crystal. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ Novᴇ(l)ꜰɪre .ɴᴇt

“What are you doing!!” shouted Uria, the spirit master, demanding an explanation. The other two who knew him well enough quickly followed his lead. Atlas blew up his strongest offensive spell, [Ion Beam], targeting the drones, while Olivier employed his sword battle art, [Motion Stream], to hold the oncoming tentacles at bay.

Other than his small team, who were accustomed to following his lead, only the high elves responded to his call. There were only thirty of them left, and each used their best spells to cast protection barriers while simultaneously thwarting any drones, dark elves, or tentacles that posed a threat to the high elves.

Emery manage to keep the high elves priestess save, but it was not enough, he witnessed the precarious state of the seal chain, realizing that it was insufficient to restrain the colossal giant.

“The chain is going to break apart!!”

In a critical moment, three additional high elves entered the fray, each aligning themselves with one of the 8 marks on the ground. One harnessed purplish energy denoting wind, another wielded indigo for lightning, and the third channeled turquoise, symbolizing ice. Their combined efforts notably fortified the struggling chain seal.

Recognizing the need for a complete set of elemental influences, Emery urgently cried out, “Eight elements! We need five more!” The high elves in their midst were proficient in only three elements, indicating the crucial requirement for additional assistance. Seizing the opportunity, Atlas swiftly claimed one of the markings, showcasing his mastery of fire elements. His contribution further fortified the integrity of the seal chain.

With the addition figures handling the elemental formations, the defense against the celestial giant was becoming more formidable. However, the increased complexity also meant more targets to protect, and the battle grew even more intense.

The chamber was a tumultuous battleground, a cacophony of clashing weapons, spells, and otherworldly forces. When the dark elves began to retreat, Emery shifted his focus to the other group of magus who were still undecided. With urgency in his voice, he shouted, “Jinkan!”

By that time, Jinkan, the Nephilim Princess, had received the message from the family, conveying the urgency to the Nephilim order. In response, Nael, the fate child, and his 20 Azazel magus charged forward with determined resolve. Jinkan, along with the rest of their group, quickly followed suit.

Even with the increased reinforcements, the situation remained precarious. More magus opted to stay behind, valiantly facing the onslaught to protect the elves. In the midst of this chaos, a pressing question forced its way into him. “What is the plan?” Jinkan urgently shouted, seeking guidance amid the uncertainty that surrounded them.

Amidst the ongoing battle, memories of the previous fate replayed in Emery’s mind. He quickly calculated the time remaining until the Supreme magus arrived and shouted, “We must keep its sealed for an hour! We must, that’s how we will survived!”