Chapter 734 - Brawls

It did not take long for the Demon Wolf Heorgar to take advantage of the golden opportunity given to him and send the opponent, who was already within his grasp, to a one-way trip to the depths of the underworld.

The next second, a glowing orb abruptly came out of the elven magus' already ruined body. Heorgar quickly swung his spear once again, bringing it towards the orb with the intent of completely destroying it.

But unexpectedly, the orb was very agile and moved out of the spear's trajectory, dodging the attack that would spell its doom. The orb could even throw a few lightning blasts at Heorgar to stop the latter in his tracks, before it shot high into the sky.

"What the hell?!" Emery gasped, as he saw the incredulous sight that had just occurred.

The spirit soul of the elven magus was so much different in comparison to both the spirit soul of Magus Nimeria and Magus Jigow although they were about the same realm. While the latter two were easily handled after their owner was brought down, the former on the other hand was as lively as a living being could get.

Noticing Emery's shock and confusion, Silva couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Is this your first time seeing the spirit soul of an elf?" She said with a smile. "It's unfair, really. Theirs are as much difficult to kill as their physical body. If you can't take one instantly, then just forget about it. At least, we don't have to see that particular elf for another 100 years."

As soon as Heorgar finished his opponent, he quickly moved to offer assistance to the others together with Emery and Silva. The first target they assisted was the group of White Wolf warriors, who were on the verge of being completely wiped out.

Heorgar's arrival to this side of the battlefield was akin to throwing a massive rock into a small pool of water. It was so significant his presence quickly turned the disadvantageous situation around the White Wolf warriors, also making it safer for the two Emery and Silva to join and contribute their part in the fray.

Again, both Emery and Silva started casting their special plant element spells trying to distract the three magus elves.  Emery also used [Blink] and took the wounded wolves away from the battle to heal them however he could.

It was at this time Emery clearly felt the undulating waves of spirit energy coming from the mysterious grand magus level figure that fought in the air. The man was channeling a powerful spell, while still being surrounded by 6 elven magus.

Obviously, the elven magus wanted to stop the man from unleashing whatever it was he was channeling. Unfortunately, they were simply too late for that.

The next moment, the channeled spell was transformed into a powerful dual blade strike. It managed to hit two of the Crescent-Moon elven magus, taking them out of the battle for good. This heralded the change of the battlefield.

Realizing the balance of power had tipped against their favor, the last remaining Half-Moon elven magus suddenly shouted something in elvish, before all the elves broke away from their opponents and gathered together under his banner.

At the moment, there were no more Uruk left standing in the battlefield. On the other hand, there were still hundreds of Kobold warriors around, making the situation, which had been reversed, become even more so with the elves being pushed back into a corner.

Emery thought they would start to retreat or even run away in panic, as that was certainly what he would do if he got himself in that kind of situation. But contrary to his expectations, a powerful surge of spirit power suddenly exploded from the elves currently standing together.

Seeing this, everyone immediately heard the mysterious grand magus' voice.

"Everyone stand behind me! Now!"

The others seemed to know what was about to happen, as they immediately quickened their pace to stand behind the grand magus. Of course, even though Emery didn't know what the elves were trying to do at the moment, he quickly followed the instructions together with Silva.

However, at that moment, Emery realized Chief Beowulf decided to run in another direction from everyone instead. 

Not yet able to process why the chief did that, Emery's attention was quickly distracted, as the elves had finally completed what they wanted to accomplish. He watched as a spiritual force attack launched in their direction, one as powerful as the one he had felt during the attack on the Magus Alliance's headquarters.

In response, the mysterious grand magus instantly created a layer that glowed brightly, which appeared to be capable of blocking and stopping the spirit attack. 

Emery swiftly turned his gaze away as he tried to search for Chief Beowulf.

To his surprise, the chief of White Fang Clan had apparently gone to the Kobold warriors' side and stood in front of them. The moment the elves unleashed their powerful attack, Chief Beowulf let out a loud ear-deafening roar that completely blocked the attack from affecting the Kobolds behind him.

Emery was already standing inside and protected by the layer the grand magus had created, but he was still able to feel a chaotic movement inside his spirit core, which meant that parts of the attack managed to penetrate through.

Realizing this, he couldn't help but glance at the hundred Kobold warriors. And just as he expected, all of them looked like they were in excruciating pain, as evidenced by their deeply contorted facial expressions. Some had blood coming out of their ears and nose, while some just straight-up fell to the ground fainting.

Emery couldn't imagine how they would fare if Chief Beowulf decided to not help them stop the attack.

The clash against the powerful spirit attack resulted in severe exhaustion on both sides. The mysterious grand magus and Chief Beowulf on their side, and from the elf side was the Half-Moon magus.

Even though the other elven magus didn't look that exhausted, they were affected by the attack they just launched to some degree regardless. 

Therefore, as soon as the spiritual attack dissipated, Heorgar and Magus Leon immediately took the chance to charge towards the elves, which was then followed by the other three enforcers and the White Fang wolves.

"Attack!"

The battle ensued immediately and swiftly turned into one huge brawl, where tier 5 and tier 6 magic spells were thrown around like vegetables, causing many casualties. Blood splattered, while body parts flew about, as the battle grew fiercer every second.

It was an intense battle, but with the situation where a Half-Moon elven magus was surrounded by 3 peak Half-Moon magus and 1 grand magus, the winner of the battle could not be doubted.

What surprised Emery the most was the fact none of the elves had escaped, even though they were clearly overwhelmed. They all continued to fight fiercely to the point where the last one standing of them fell as well.

Of course, they all tried to escape when their physical bodies were destroyed beyond belief, or on the other hand, died. However, thanks to the fact a grand magus figure was present, only two or three spirit souls managed to escape, while the others were all destroyed.

Emery was confused when he saw everyone trying to destroy all the spirit souls that came out of the elves' dead body. He asked about this issue to Silva, which then helped clear his confusion.

Apparently, even if they managed to catch one, the task of keeping an elf spirit soul was known to be difficult when one was unprepared, because it would need a specialized containment artifact to have a chance at succeeding. 

Either way, she also added that these elves were just mere soldiers. Hence, they all believed none of them had any intel nor secret worth the trouble.

"That's also the reason why they don't leave and fight till their death. A mere foot soldier has no power to disobey order, after all"

This was certainly something terrifying to hear, knowing a figure strong enough to kill saint-level warriors left and right and even magus fighters was actually just a foot soldier.

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The fierce battle had ended, but no one in the group was at ease. 

All of them had their eyes on the sky, staring at the huge spaceship hovering in the air, thinking about what the elves would do next after the troops they sent ashore had been annihilated.

In this eerie silence, where no one seemed to have anything to say, it was Silva who was only a rank 9 acolyte who dared to open her mouth first.

"What are we waiting for? Let's get the hell out of this planet now!"

To Emery's surprise, instead of being scolded, everyone seemed to be listening to her, a mere acolyte.

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