Earth's Greatest Magus

Emery's sharp gaze scanned over the three magus before him. He could feel his body itching, ready for another round.

These three magus might have won this exchange, but now Emery had roughly figured them out. Other than the fact they had high battle power, they were only able to cast Tier 3 or 4 spells. A shortcoming Emery had no hesitation to completely take advantage of.

Seeing there seemed to be nothing more for them to show him, Emery decided it was time to end the fight. Of course, he planned to do it swiftly to make sure no one ran away and let the others know about him.

As the enemy's strikes grew more frenzied, Emery focused on dodging the incoming blows, moving with a fluid grace while his flesh started to knit back together, his wounds healing at a rapid pace thanks to his [Undecaying flesh].

When he finally found the right opportunity, Emery transformed, not into his dark wolf but into his hidden [Twilight Form].

[Battle power increased by 40 points]

[Battle power 267 (317)]

[Twilight wolf form has increased your magic resistance]

The sudden boost of power and spell resistance allowed Emery to withstand the full brunt of the ice spell with just half the pain. A shocked expression appeared on the ice magus' face when he saw his spell basically do nothing.

After he shook off the remnants of the spell, Emery charged and pounced upon one of the rock wolves, swinging his claws to tear apart both of his knees, immobilizing him in an instant.

Such a powerful attack made all three magus realize they had been fooled.

"Mythical wolf! Retreat!"

The ice wolf was the first one to realize the dire situation they were in, fleeing without a shred of hesitation.

Alas, Emery had anticipated such a reaction, and for the same reason, he didn't finish his previous victim. Without a second to waste, he shifted his focus and darted toward the ice wolf with the gaze of a predator.

In a panic, the ice wolf frantically cast multiple ice spells at the incoming dark wolf with silver hair, hoping to slow him down or even stop him altogether. Unfortunately for him, the few ice spells impacted harmlessly against his thick silver fur, not even causing a flinch from the mythical wolf.

With a fierce growl, Emery launched himself at the ice wolf, his six razor-sharp blades gleaming in the sunlight. The ice wolf's eyes widened in terror as he tried to evade the incoming attack, but he was a lifetime too late.

Emery's blades pierced deeply into the ice wolf's chest and the man fell to the ground with a thud. A pool of blood quickly started to form under his lifeless body.

When he turned, a nodded in satisfaction as Emery saw the thin man standing frozen in shock. The legless rock magus crawled on the ground in pain while the last one was already running a mile away from him.

Emery looked at the thin man and said, "You will wait here, will you?"

The thin man's throat trembled as he unconsciously nodded, too scared to even speak.

Emery quickly dashed towards the last fleeing magus. The running Magus' fear was palpable as he sensed Emery catching up to him at ease.

"You are not going anywhere!" Emery said.

Unfortunately for him, Emery had purposely left him last because he was the slowest among the three, and within minutes Emery managed to gain on him.

Knowing he couldn't escape, the rock wolf magus was honorable enough to turn and fight. Unfortunately, he only became the twilight wolf's practice target, being pierced by his claws before his head was dismembered from his body.

After looting the corpse, Emery once again sent the body deep within the sands before he flew back to the oasis finding the thin man standing still where he left him.

"I'll come back for you in a minute," Emery said before he calmly approached the growling rock magus whose legs were just about to regenerate. Unfortunately, it was proven to be not fast enough.

"No! No! Wait!" The magus pleaded in terror. Alas, it was futile.

Emery mercilessly killed the man before doing the same thing with his body and the ice wolf's body. Then he turned around, facing the pale-looking thin man.

"Wh…att… do you want? Money? …anything?" the man stammered in terror.

Emery calmly gazed at the man, slowly wiping the blood out of his claws, "I am looking for a white fang member, they were sent here a year ago… I don't see them among the miners."

The man was so terrified that he was unable to think clearly, but with a little intimidation, he seemed to have recalled something as he quickly said, "Whi- White fang… yes. They are not miners… They are here as my guards."

Emery realized it was actually a more plausible situation as they were after all warriors, not miners. This also explained why the miners did not know them at all.

"Where are they?"

The man hesitated a little before he told him about an incident two months ago, which involved his guards helping the miners and the ones Emery asked turned out to be among them.

Hearing the roundabout answer, Emery could feel his patience wear off.

"I will only ask you one last time. Where are they now?!"

Witnessing the impatience of Emery to get the answers. The man clung onto the hope of trying to trade his answers with his life.

"Please, I'll tell you where they are, if you give me your words you will set me free."

Emery heaved a sigh and nodded his head slightly. Elated, the man quickly told him the three of them were punished for their acts and sold off as slaves to the nearby town. The news once again brought rage within him, seeing his reaction the man beg once again.

"Please… You have promised… let me go!"

Receiving no response from Emery, the thin man quickly ran away into the desert, however not even 100 meters the man suddenly halted his steps.

"You… you promised…", he gasped, his voice little more than a whisper.

Emery's figure appeared before him, unmoved, his hand slowly retracting from the gaping wound in the man's chest.

"Yes," he said in an icy tone. "And I also promised to kill you if you walk away from the pond."

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