Earth's Greatest Magus

The sound of the bells rang continuously through the air, hearing it Emery could vividly feel the sense of urgency of the person who did it. He could not imagine what other dangers awaited them.

Right away, Magister Barty assigned his magus team to take care of the prison incident and Headmaster Delbrand's situation.

However, as the one in charge of the Magus Alliance headquarters in Golden City, the bell meant a certain urgent summon for him.

"I have to go!" Magister Barty said in a hurried tone as he quickly dashed off.

Turning his gaze away from the disappearing back of the magister, Emery took another look at Headmaster Delbrand's poor conditions. From the wounds and blood that covered his entire body, it was clear the fight against the 4 grand magus had taken its toll on the man.

Assisted by a magus healer, the headmaster managed to stand up – albeit strugglingly – then he spoke to Emery. "Emery… Go check on the academy, go!"

There was a certain feeling of deep concern in those words. Emery quickly nodded his head and took off for the surface. Upon arriving through the [Spatial Gate], he was greeted by the distinctive sound of the bell once again.

Tang Tang Tang—

It continuously resounded throughout Golden City, as if to prove the severity of the situation. Emery could clearly see how people were running down the street, hurrying back to their homes.

Emery saw a large crowd gathered at a nearby tavern and quickly ran in to check and grasp the overall situation from these people.

"This is crazy!"

"Is this the work of the half-bloods? Is it them?!"

"Are we going to be safe?"

The worried voices of the citizens of Golden City that were mixed with a hint of confusion only served to make Emery even more anxious. After making his way through the crowd, he finally managed to reach the crowd's focal point. It was a huge screen placed in a corner of the tavern.

At the moment, a visual taken from one of the Magus Academy's flying drones was playing on the screen. However, instead of the closing ceremony that should have taken place by now, what greeted him on the screen was a scene of terror.

Millions of people who came to witness the tournament live were screaming hysterically and running for their lives as multiple explosions rocked the once-majestic arena, bringing about a cacophony of mayhem as well as destruction.

"The elves! The academy is under attack!" one of the people in the tavern shouted in horror, seeing the distinctive figure of humanity's mortal enemy appearing on the screen.

"Elves? What do you mean by elves?!"

"How could they possibly have gotten this deep into the academy?!"

"The academy is only a short distance away from here. Are we going to be safe?!"

Once again, Emery felt a sharp pain in his chest as he watched the scene of the merciless battlefield that flashed across the screen.

Thousands of elves were seen swarming the Grand Hall, battling the magus on the human side. Casualties quickly fell on both sides, even civilians were caught in the crossfire, becoming the innocent victims of this conflict.

Seeing that brutal scene, he couldn't help but think of his friends who were still there.

"Klea…!"

Emery hastily dashed out of the tavern and immediately used all of the speed and spatial spells to arrive as fast as possible at the teleportation gate that would send him to the Magus Academy. However, he was soon forced to stop in his tracks when he met a sea of people blocking the area he needed to cross to reach the teleportation gate.

"Please calm down!" shouted one of the high-ranking city guards present in the area, before he continued to speak, "Unfortunately the teleportation gate is disabled at the moment. Please maintain order, we will have it fixed as soon as possible!"

Emery was dumbfounded when he heard those words. He was distraught, despite all the things happening around him, there wasn't anything he could do about them. He felt a deep sense of helplessness.

Then, while he stood there among the crowd not knowing what to do, someone seemed to recognize him and began shouting.

"You are that half-blood! You are part of this, aren't you?!"

"Yes! Why is he here!?"

Like a spark, more people started staring at him. Some with unconcealed anger, while some with apparent fear on their faces.

Noticing the shift in the atmosphere, Emery quickly made his escape from the crowd as he didn't want any trouble. He found an empty street and brought something out of his Spatial Space. It was the telecommunication device Lord Izta gave him yesterday.

When it connected, what he received were just broken voices hard to understand. Fortunately, he managed to comprehend some of them.

The voice talked about an Elven armada entering the sector and also the fact the Supreme Commander and his battleship were occupied fighting a battle in Zodiac City.

"Emery… we can't hold them much longer!"

Those were the last words given by Lord Izta, before the connection was completely cut off from the other side. He tried again and again to reconnect, but failed every time. Once again, his heart pounded with worry.

His mind quickly went through flashbacks, remembering everything that had happened before all of this. The killing of Roran in the tournament, the subsequent incidents happening in Golden City. All these events were distractions to cause all the resources and supreme magus figures the Magus Alliance had to stay occupied with the half-bloods.

Tang Tang Tang—

The sound of bells continued to ring throughout the city. Along with the large sea of people, he saw several large battleships flying in the air above. At the sight of this, the people of Golden City began to panic as an official announcement came through.

"We are currently entering a state of high emergency. All citizens are advised to return to their homes as soon as possible!"

The announcement was repeated two more times. Things quickly took a turn for the worse as people began to panic. The citizens of Golden City ran, pushed, and trampled while screams for help and shouts telling people to get out of the way resounded throughout the area.

During such chaos, Emery felt a dull pain in his temples. His head was spinning and the pain that sharply rose caused him to scream in pain.

It's the same pain he felt during his final fight in the tournament.

The pain brought chaos within his core and then a visual of what occurred replayed in his mind. One by one, everything rushed in his brain backward; from the corpses of the red-haired girl, the prison outbreak, the walk with the headmaster, until the moment he landed the finishing blow on Oliver.

When he opened his eyes, the next thing he saw was him standing in the arena surrounded by the cheering of millions of people. His opponent, Olivier, was kneeling in front of him with one of his arms decapitated and soon fell to the ground unconscious.

"Emery Ambrose wins!"

"You won, Emery! You won!"

The girl's voice was the last he heard before he finally fell down to the arena ground, unconscious.