Chapter 1899 Celestial Battle 7

Chapter 1899 Celestial Battle 7

The powerful ice spell had ensnared a dozen magus who fought closely near the torn portal. Among them were Atlas, Mera, Abrafo, the Proxima knights, and even Nael, the Fate child. They were all trapped inside the ice, adding another layer to the reasons why Emery couldn't just flee.

"What should we do!?" asked Jai. "We won't have the numbers to continue!"

With both Jinkan and Eeshoo still occupied, being chased around by the Manticore in the sky, the decision seemed to fall on Emery.

Zach swung his swords, ready to fight for another round, as were his enforcers and the high elves. However, everyone knew the celestials were the least of their troubles. They needed to do something to prevent the scourge from breaking free. In a critical moment, Olivier looked toward Emery and suggested a desperate idea, and with no time for alternatives, Emery agreed.

A plan quickly shared, Zach, the dragon prince, and Mahinder, the monk, turned their attention to the wounded demon lord, who continued to menace the battlefield with his monstrous form. Jai, the strategic mind of the group, took charge of devising a plan to simultaneously hold back the celestial forces and rescue the trapped magus within the now shattered ice.

As the ice finally broke apart, the tear in space widened, and the entity reached out its arm, attempting to break free from its magical confinement. In response, Emery and Olivier, armed with their swords, executed a coordinated assault. Each clash of their blades was accompanied by specific area spells designed to weaken and restrain the entity.

[Gravitational Pressure]

Emery channeled the force of gravity within the targeted area, pulling the weight of everything—tentacles, ethereal essence, and all—toward a centralized point. The gravitational pressure intensified, causing the entity's tentacles to struggle against the unseen force.

Following the gravitational assault, Olivier enacted his own divine spell [Temporal Shift] slowing down time within the affected zone. The combination of these two spells created a layered effect, as if time itself was bending around the entity's struggling appendages.

Their synchronized efforts mirrored the strategic maneuvers they had employed in past Magus academy tournaments, demonstrating a deep understanding of each other's abilities and the synergy they could achieve. The magus, both high elves and humans alike, watched in awe as the duo executed their spells with precision and mastery.

The entity's attempts to break free became increasingly strained, its movements hampered by the gravitational pressure and the altered flow of time. Emery and Olivier held their ground, determined to maintain the containment until a more permanent solution could be devised.

These words were not only directed at the four magus but also resonated with the entire group of magus who, despite being battered and depleted, continued their valiant defense against the onslaught of thousands of celestials. The fate of the celestial ruins hung in the balance, and the magus clung to the hope that reinforcements would arrive in time to turn the tide of the battle.

Unfortunately, instead of reinforcements arriving, a shrieking force emerged from within the portal, accompanied by a voice carrying devastating might.

"Bunches of little magus trying to stop me..."

This voice manifested as a powerful spirit attack, instantly claiming the lives of multiple magus with weaker spirit defenses and incapacitating several others. The once stalwart defense of the magus crumbled as most of them fell, throwing up blood.

In this dire moment, only a handful of magus, including Emery and Zephyr, who possessed formidable spirit defense, remained standing. However, Olivier and Nael were ensnared by the tentacles and couldn't escape the onslaught. Their screams echoed in agony as the tentacles slowly crushed their bones.

With their formation spells broken and their spirits weakened, the magus found themselves on the verge of failure. "Dammit, is this all?! Is there nothing else we can do!?" shouted Emery in frustration. The odds seemed insurmountable as the powerful spirit attack continued to wreak havoc among the remaining magus.

A thought crossed Emery's mind—if only he could unleash the full power of Khaos, he could buy them more time and stop the entity from coming out. However, the celestial ruins restrained him from unleashing such power. The thought was met with a response from the guardian within him.

<Actually, there is a way to use the power of Khaos. In fact, within that palace, you could enhance it.>

The place Chututlu referred to was none other than within the tear itself, in the Netherrealm.

It was a suicidal suggestion, but Emery realized that desperate times called for desperate measures.

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