Earth's Greatest Magus-Novel

Crack crack crack

Cracks continued to appear as shots continued to bombard the plant creature's root defenses. However, the damage done was all undone by its extraordinary regeneration, until eventually, the huge mech came to a stop on its own.

"Dammit overheat!"

Hearing there was no more commotion outside, Julian, who was protected inside the ball of plants, knew his opportunity had come and he was ready to offer his retaliation.

Of course, before he did that, he complimented his savior.

"Amazing job, Twik. Now let me out."

An opening was quickly created, attracting the attention of the man inside the mech. In the next instant, a shield shot out quickly from it, striking straight into the small gap between the massive figure's chest – the exact spot where the man was seen sitting.

Swwishhhh!

A loud sound echoed through the air as the shield hit something. Alas, the mech still acted fast enough to block the shield Julian threw. The shield created a loud echoing clang as it hit the ground.

"That was close! Bu–"

Before the man could finish speaking, the words stuck in his throat as he realized that root plants had already crept up the legs of his mech and then heard a loud boom coming from his back.

It turned out Julian had thrown his shield to take advantage of it as a distraction. Sneaking from another opening created by Twik on the back, the Roman snuck across the dimly lit tunnel and struck the mech from behind.

Thanks to that, the back of the mech now had a hole pierced by Julian's sword. The Roman continues by casting a fire and metal combination spell, creating a hole through the mech's hard metal body.

"Arrghh! Get off me!"

The man controlling the mech tried to throw Julian off his back, but the Roman held on as if his life depended on it. The sight of melting metals of the mech, gradually heading towards him, caused the man to feel chills down his spine. If nothing was done, it would only be a matter of time for Julian's sword to pierce his back.

But of course, the rebel leader wouldn't let Julian do that so easily. While he was hovering in the air he had already charged his glove artifacts.

However, just as he was about to fire more lightning bolts at the Roman, he was forced to stop his actions to avoid the powerful blast that would certainly hit him if he didn't move. Gritting his teeth hard, Stildar stared at the culprit with fury.

"Don't force my hand, brother!"

"Stop what you're doing and surrender yourself, Stildar. You're surrounded already!" yelled the old marshal as he struggled hard to his feet after being hit by the barrage of shots. Even so, his hand holding the rifle never faltered even once.

On the other hand, the words made the rebel leader realize that soon enough the base would be swarmed by Nexus soldiers and, if any of the magus from the faction came, he would be in serious danger.

Not wanting to take chances with his life, Stildar quickly accessed the device in his hand. A moment later, suddenly there was a loud noise and the cave ceiling began to open, revealing the night sky above.

"Stop there!" Julian shouted. "Don't you dare try to escape!"

At the same time, Stildar felt a figure coming out of the tunnel the two people had come out earlier – an ordinary-looking young man with brown hair. A look of recognition appeared in his eyes, while his mind recalled the things his subordinates had said, the young man was the most powerful mage among the group.

On that note, he quickly realized that, if the young man was here, it would mean the three flaming brothers who possessed middle stage Rank 9 cultivation had been dealt with.

,m A look of disbelief appeared on the rebel leader's face, simply because it had not been even ten minutes since he had ordered the three to stall for time. The realization only further strengthened his will to flee.

With a quick calculation, Stildar decided to flee by flying into the sky, leaving his subordinate who was in the mech. "I will definitely find a way to free you later, Burdock! Hang on and wait for me!"

Just a second later, however, Stildar was stunned in shock when he saw the figure that was previously still on the ground already in the sky right above him, swinging a dazzling sword at him.

"You're not going anywhere!"

[Omega Strike]

The most powerful battle art Emery had recently mastered to use in conjunction with the [Lightsaber] was unleashed upon the rebel leader with unrivaled might. Coupled with his increased comprehension of using the light artifact, Emery managed to utilize the blade to its maximum efficiency.

The result was a strike not less powerful than the one unleashed using his Savage Blade - a Tier 5 weapon.

The sword moved at lightning speed straight towards Stildar. But at the last second, the magus managed to respond and positioned his two glove-covered hands to block the attack. Nonetheless, the impact sent him crashing to the ground like a meteor.

Baaaammmmm!

The attack wasn't enough to severely injure the magus, but the revelation presented by this attack was certainly enough to shock the man.

Rising from the small crater created by the impact, Stildar looked at the figure in the sky and said, "A sword master and space magic! Who are you?!"

"I'm Emery Ambrose."

Emery answered the rebel leader's question while still hovering in the air, a pair of brilliant wings spread gracefully across his back, creating a dazzling light that illuminated the entire cave.

"Grrr..l you must be one of those privileged noble acolytes!!!"

Having no intention of correcting the other party's misunderstanding, Emery looked at the rebel leader with a calm gaze and said, "Give yourself up now. No one else needs to be hurt because of this."

Unfortunately, the offer was met with derision.

"A mere rank 9 dares to talk down to a magus?! What's more, asking him to surrender?" Scornful laughter resounded in the air, "In your fucking dreams!"

Stildar shot into the air and charged at Emery, killing intent peppering every attack he sent out. Emery responded in kind, dealing with the attacks thrown in his direction, while retaliating against the rebel leader with the same intensity.

The battle between the two of them was an airborne fight, where the former used two lightning gloves to attack and defend while the latter used his [Lightsaber].

In the beginning, Emery managed to gain an advantage and snatch the flow of the battle with his combination uses of [Blink] and [Wing of Light]. The two spells provided so much mobility that allowed him to overwhelm the rebel leader.

However, when Stildar finally decided it was enough and started using his own buff-type spell, Emery started to be pushed back until he had to resort to using his [Twilight Transformation]. With the current apex of his transformation, he finally nullified every attack the rebel leader sent without exception.

"Arrgghh! This is impossible!" Stildar said, seeing Emery was able to cope with everything he threw at him.

Realizing he couldn't get past Emery and thus couldn't escape through the sky, the wounded and now desperate magus decided to turn tail and fly down into the tunnel, carrying out a different escape plan.

However, a figure came out from the shadows of the underground tunnel. A clenched fist slammed into Stildar's face, knocking the magus to the ground writhing in pain.

The figure covered in sweat was none other than Thrax, When he realized who he had just hit, boisterous laughter escaped his mouth.

"Hahaha! Did I just hit the jackpot?!"

With this punch, all the rebels were finally captured.