Chapter 1344 Fight Or Flight

The elven spaceship that descended was of medium size and could carry a hundred people at most. Needless to say, it had to be the vessel that these dark elves boarded to come to this planet, and seeing the spirit soul of the dark elf grand magus flying towards it, Fuxi concluded that the grand magus spirit soul was trying to run away.

There was also the possibility that the ship would instead support the grand magus to lash out an immediate retribution at them, and with Emery in such a weakened state, the Eastern Sage wouldn't wait to find out. This entire situation was a definite sign to retreat.

Without further ado, Fuxi quickly lifted Emery's body and put him on his back. He also stored all three of his hidden formation flags before he flew into the sky, shooting in the direction of the teleportation gate at breakneck speed.

As the gusts blew upon his face, Emery whispered weakly. "I… am sorry, Senior. I messed up…"

Fuxi's face was calm, so did his voice as he replied, "It's okay, Emery. Just rest for now. We should reach the gate in about ten minutes."

The distance between the forest hill where the trap was set and the teleportation gate was no less than 400 miles. In the plan, Emery's Spatial Gate had been an important part in their escape. However, that part had clearly been omitted, because right now Emery couldn't even move his hands properly, let alone cast a spell.

As his body leaned against the back of the Eastern Sage, Emery closed his eyes and swiftly tried to refine the excess of spirit energy he had just devoured, especially the fire element that he could not absorb, which caused his current condition.

On the other hand, Fuxi continued to shoot forward, his attention fixed on his surroundings as he headed straight for the teleportation gate. They soon passed the three hundred and two hundred miles marks in quick succession.

Unfortunately, just as they were less than a hundred miles away from the teleportation gate, Fuxi came to an abrupt stop, startling Emery into opening his eyes. Right at that moment, a deafening sound resounded through the air as a series of explosions occurred on the plains right in front of them.

Kabooomm!! Kabooomm!!

The thick black smoke resulting from the explosions split open in the middle, revealing the appearance of an elven spaceship. It hovered in the air, blocking their way back home. Evidently, the grand magus had decided to demand a payback right away.

While the two of them fell silent, the spaceship's hatch opened and the flaming spirit soul of the dark elf grand magus stepped out of the ship. His appearance was followed by three more dark elf magus, as well as fifty saint level dark elves.

An echo-like voice could be heard from the raging spirit soul, "Do not let them get away! KILL THEM!"

The sky rumbled as the group of dark elves prepared their assault.

One Half Moon and two Crescent Moon dark elf magus might not be a huge threat to the Eastern Sage, but things couldn't be said for certain right now. After all, the Sage had just gone through a grueling battle. On top of that, he had to care about Emery who was lying on his back.

Realizing the situation, Emery quickly said, "Just go and leave me here, Senior."

Hearing those words, Fuxi threw a brief glance at him before nonchalantly saying, "Leaving you? How could I face Izta if I decided to do that?" With a firm tone, he said, "No, we will fight together."

Drawing his wooden sword out, the Eastern Sage spoke as he assumed his stance. "I can tell that you have been trying to recover. How long do you think it will be until you can use your spatial magic again?"

A look of contemplation appeared on Emery's face before he answered. "Five minutes."

"You're very optimistic, aren't you?" A smile appeared on Fuxi's face after hearing that. "I will give you ten minutes instead. That's how long I think I can hold on."

Fuxi couldn't afford to say any more words as three dark elf magus were already charging at him, led by none other than the blazing soul of the dark elf grand magus. Kicking the air below him, his figure shot to welcome his opponents.

"Hang on tight!"

The four against one battle in favor of the elves quickly ensued. It had only just started, but the aftermath of their clash had already begun affecting the surrounding area. Trees were uprooted with their roots, while ground shook violently and earth was lifted into the air.

In the meantime, Emery was focusing his entire effort on stabilizing his chaotic spirit core and recovering from his state as quickly as possible. It was a difficult endeavor to concentrate when the Eastern Sage moved around dodging and parrying the attacks of the dark elves.

Unfortunately for them, the fifty saint level dark elf spread out and formed an encirclement blocking all avenues of escape. Left with basically nothing else, Emery could only do his best to recover.

Out of the four opponents the Eastern Sage faced, the strongest was still the spirit soul of the grand magus. Even though his current power was only half, his humanoid form allowed him to wield his dark mace and display a power close to a Full Moon magus.

From the looks of it, surviving for ten minutes would be a difficult task. Nevertheless, Fuxi gave his all to fulfill what he had promised.

Taking advantage of the forest terrain to cast plant and earth spells to block attacks, using ice and water spells to stop the dark elf's fire spells and casting wind and lightning spells to dodge and maneuver through the rain of attacks. The Sage of 8 Paths utilized everything that he could use to make sure not one attack landed on him.

That said, for the entirety of three minutes, the battle went on with Fuxi not taking a single hit. Not only that, the movements he did also made everyone believe he had perfectly calculated everything. A kind of formation by itself.

The dark elves intensified their barrage of attacks, but it seemed to be having little effect on the Eastern Sage. Meanwhile, the clock continued to tick on, which soon sounded the six-minute mark and then the nine-minute mark.

At this point, twelve minutes had passed, but Emery was still unable to resolve his chaotic soul core. Despair started surfacing in his head and quickly filled his entire mind.

Baaaaammmm!

A deafening sound resounded in the air, when one blow managed to hit the Eastern Sage's head.

Not only did such a hit surely hurt the man, it also meant his calculated movements were now disrupted. In just an instant, Fuxi's situation turned extremely serious.

Fuxi tried his best to defend himself, moving his body to dodge. However, a dark elf magus wielding a huge saber took advantage of this moment and decided to attack his back where Emery was. Noticing this, the Eastern Sage turned his body around at the last second and received the powerful strike head-on.

SPLLLAATT!

The attack inflicted a wide gaping wound on the sage chest, also sending them flying through the air crashing into the woods below.

"Senior… leave me… just go without me…"

Emery was about to say more, but stopped himself when he saw Fuxi's expression. The Eastern Sage was seen with a smile on his face, saying, "It's not our time yet, Emery!"

He turned his head and saw four female figures approaching rapidly. They were all magus level, dressed in white garb outside of their battle armor. They were none other than Lord Izta's four wives.