Earth's Greatest Magus

In just a matter of seconds after taking the suspicious-looking pill, Emery could feel waves crawling down his body. A prominent sensation of weakness permeated every inch of his body to such a degree that his knees almost failed him.

Iff that wasn't bizarre enough, the spirit energy coursing through his entire body also suddenly felt as if it was drained away. At this exact moment, Emery was sure that if someone were to attack him, he would not be able to do anything.

[Your power has been restricted]

[You have been greatly weakened]

[Emery Ambrose]

[Battle Power: 152 (51)]

[Your body is unable to channel spirit energy]

Whatever it was he just ate had cast such a powerful restraint, to the point he discovered he couldn't cast any spells at all.

The Ouroboros magus added.

"Now, you will hand over your items."

This kind of treatment certainly startled Emery. It was all he needed to know that he was definitely being detained at the moment. After all, there was no way a guest would be given something that basically rendered them powerless. Right?

Still, knowing he had no way of fighting off the many potentially hostile magus, Emery did as he was asked and gave the magus his storage ring, the privileged class' bracelet, the gold bracelet hanging on his wrist - which was Klea's [Bracelet of Anu], and lastly the fang-shaped ornament hanging on his neck - the [Pendant of The Beast].

If only he had known this was what was going to happen, Emery would definitely take a precaution and would have placed his items inside his [Spatial Storage]. That way, even though he wouldn't be able to access them with his spells restricted, at least he could be sure they would be safe and stay with him.

Emery and Magus Heorgar were led to the back of the ship where the two immediately saw Annara and Silva, who seemed to already be waiting for them.

Currently, the usually cheerful and cheeky red-haired girl's face was twisted in annoyance. It was clear to everyone she didn't take the treatment well.

The white-haired girl, however, didn't seem as troubled. In fact, she looked more awkward than ever as Emery and her locked eyes.

Emery entered the room and when the two of them got close, the girl whispered to him.

"I am really sorry, Emery," was what Silva said in an apologetic tone. "Right now, I'm in trouble as well. But don't worry, I will try my best to sort it out, just be patient… ok" - adding with a serious glance - "Trust me."

The definitive vibrations underneath their feet told them the ship was landing. A quick glance to the outside informed them that they were landing on a balcony of some sort in the middle of a big, bustling city.

Right after the back door of the ship was opened. The group could see hundreds of people in uniforms, led by someone dressed in luxurious attire, were already waiting outside. From their appearance, it was clear their leader was some sort of royalty.

Emery stared intently at the people currently surrounding them, and saw they consisted of mostly magus level and saint level individuals. Seeing the way they were dressed, how they carried themselves in a formation and the glint of focus in their eyes, he guessed they were bodyguards or something of the sort.

Immediately after, Silva and Duke Syre walked forward and they were welcomed by the group of people waiting there.

In front of the group, there was a well-dressed young man with sleek, short pitch black hair. He wore a luxurious robe lined with gold. As Silva approached, he gave her a gleeful smile.

Emery couldn't hear what they were talking about, but from the expressions he saw on their faces, it was most likely about something disturbing. As he felt even more curious, however, the young man turned and looked at him with a certain smile.

Before Emery could try and comprehend the meaning of the smile the young man flashed at him, Duke Syre turned around and walked towards them before speaking to Magus Heorgar.

"Heorgar, it appeared things have escalated. I will need you to lay low for a while, i hope you understand"

Emery had no idea what the man meant by laying low, but it seemed Magus Heorgar fully trusted the man, as he could see the demon wolf nodding his head without hesitation.

However, before he could think of what could possibly be the matter they were talking about, he heard an enraged voice from right beside him.

Annara, who had a face as if she was enduring thousands of grievances, shouted as loudly as she could. "I am Annara Vermont of the bat clan! I would not accept such treatment! I… I demand a..."

Before Annara could continue speaking, the grand magus exerted a little bit of spirit force, rendering the already weakened Annara unconscious. With a wave of the former's hand, one of the guards stepped forward and quickly carried her away.

Emery could only shake his head and follow the man along with Heorgar, walking towards a different path from Silva. As they walked away, Emery could see Silva steal a glance at him. He was unable to discern her expression, but the gesture only made him more nervous.

Both Emery and Magus Heorgar were led to enter a vehicle that looked similar to the flying vehicles he used in Golden City, only it was bigger, enough to contain all the magus and their saint level guards.

The vehicle quickly whirred to life and went into the sky, flying through the middle of the huge city. Along the way, Emery saw many tall buildings and beautiful landscapes, as well as skyscrapers made of glass that pierced the sky. With the breathtaking scenery, the city had to offer, Emery couldn't help but be amazed once again.

After feeling satisfied with the scenery, Emery walked away from the window and towards Magus Heorgar.

Noticing him approaching with an expression that clearly questioned what was really going on, the magus beckoned. The man finally started to explain why he thought the Ouroboros was treating them almost like criminals.

"Like all the serpent bloodline clans, the Ouroboros is also trying to stay neutral in the war. It appears our little plan really caused trouble for their plans."

The magus then went on to express his opinion that considering the way they were treated just now, the serpent bloodline clan was trying to show some gesture to the elves.

"What kind of gesture?" Emery asked

"Most probably a friendly one."

Emery was certainly surprised. He was anxious this meant the serpents really considered betraying the magus alliance.

As the vehicle flew and time passed on, Emery did not realize that one hour had passed. They finally exited the town to a less crowded area and passed through nature for another hour. They eventually arrived in a palace.

However, the palace looked less like a luxurious home and more like a fortress. Thick walls surround the place, with hundreds of powerful saint warriors patrolling the vicinity.

They were led inside and down a few levels, into an underground facility. One of the guards opened a door to a room that was obviously used as a prison.

The room was divided into several huge rooms, with glowing runes on the walls illuminating the area.

Annara was taken somewhere else, while Emery and the demon wolf were taken to a room where several people were already waiting.

Emery was surprised to see familiar faces. It was the people from the White Fang clan and their chief sat among them.

"Chief Beowulf!"

Written by Avans, Published exclusively by W.e.b.n.o.v..e.l,