Earth's Greatest Magus

Chapter 2246  Emnity

"No, I'm not going to let you," Lucius declared, a smirk playing on his lips.

Emery's eyes narrowed. He knew that Lucius had been meddling behind the scenes. Urix had informed him that his request to transfer Shinta to his hall had been delayed, all because of Lucius. The man had gone out of his way to block Emery's efforts, using his authority as the head of half-blood representation in the academy.

Now, with Lucius standing before him, Emery felt his resolve harden. He was determined to take Shinta away, no matter what it took.

"You can't just do whatever you want... Even if she is your blood... in this academy... I own her," Lucius said, his voice dripping with condescension.

The words were meant to provoke, and they did. Emery could feel his blood boiling, the urge to fight rising within him. Although he knew there were other ways to resolve the situation, the sheer audacity of Lucius's claim ignited a fire in him that was difficult to ignore.

Magus Beatrice, the Hall 9 assistant instructor, quickly stepped between the two, trying to defuse the tension. Turning to Emery, he said, "This is all just an accident... Please, calm down..."

But Emery wasn't in the mood for calm. Without a word, he called forth Livi, the Baphomet, to carry the unconscious Shinta out of the arena, his intent clear.

Seeing this, Beatrice turned to Lucius, concern etched on his face. "Chief... this is unnecessary, please stop this."

Lucius, however, was far from backing down. With a laugh that echoed through the arena, he taunted, "Don't you get it? ...He's been waiting for an excuse to fight..." His gaze shifted back to Emery as he added, "I'll tell you what... As your senior and someone you once called a brother, I'll allow you to hit me three times before I fight back."

The word "brother" struck a nerve with Emery. It was the final push he needed. In an instant, he activated his Twilight transformation, the air around him crackling with energy as his body transformed. Then as he howled, his [Immortal Gate Stage 9] roared to life, boosting his battle power beyond the 1500 mark, surpassing even the strength of a grand magus.

Seeing the surge of energy, Magus Beatrice quickly jumped out of the arena, recognizing the danger that was about to unfold. Emery, now fully committed to the confrontation, launched himself forward and struck his explosive fist directly into Lucious's face.

BAMMMMM!!!

The impact created a deafening boom that sent shockwaves rippling outward, forcing the onlookers to brace themselves. The force of the punch was extraordinary, far beyond the power of any magus. But despite the overwhelming power, Lucius only staggered back half a dozen steps. His cheek appeared bent like a metal, bore the brunt of the attack, and a trickle of blood oozed from his lips.

Lucius chuckled, a dark, unsettling sound. "It was a good punch," he admitted, wiping the blood from his mouth, "but still far from my expectation..." n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Emery had refrained from using his sword, a gesture of respect for the academy. But now, he realized that his restraint might have been a mistake. Determined not to let a weapon take his glory, Emery unleashed his claws. This time, he tapped into the power of Khaos, letting the chaotic energy flood through him, enhancing his strength and sharpening his claws to a deadly edge.

Sensing the formidable aura, Lucius said "I think this time I need a proper defense."

With that, Lucius activated his [Golden Wolf] transformation. His silver fur took on a golden hue, radiating a majestic brilliance that captivated the onlookers. Unlike the Karat Golden Form who were enhanced by light, Lucius's golden light was the result of his mastery over both metal and fire elements, a powerful synergy that tempered his defense to an unparalleled level.

Emery remained undeterred. His eyes focused, and he channeled his [Void Blade] into his claws. Without hesitation, Emery launched himself at Lucius, his speed blurring as he closed the distance. His claw, glowed with an ominous energy as it stroked hard.

BAAMMM!!!

The sound of the impact echoed like a thunderclap, reverberating through the arena. The [Void Blade], one of the sharpest enhancements, managed to pierce an inch into Lucius's golden-hued flesh. The sharp edge cut through the outer layers, drawing blood, but Lucius's formidable ability prevented the claw from going any deeper.

Four of the Hall 9 assistant instructors—both Magus and Grand Magus—quickly sprang into action, erecting a powerful barrier around the arena to protect the acolytes from the escalating battle. The atmosphere was thick with tension, and the energy from the clash crackled through the air like a storm.

But Emery had no intention of backing down. He could feel the edge of his claw digging into Lucius's flesh, and he knew that if he kept pressing, he could deliver a critical wound. With fierce determination, he poured even more power into his claws, the energy of Khaos pulsing with a dark intensity.

Lucius, despite the smile on his face, couldn't hide the strain in his eyes. The cheerful facade was slipping as he realized the severity of the situation. Knowing that he could no longer hold back, Lucius finally unleashed the full power of his domain. The air around him shimmered as his body was enveloped in another layer of protection and with a forceful push, Lucius managed to drive Emery back a few steps, breaking the deadlock. "Good, that was more like it," Lucius said, his voice laced with both relief and renewed confidence. The second clash left its mark on Lucius, even if it was just a minor wound. The sight of blood, however small, was enough to shift the dynamic between them. Emery, noticing the subtle change in Lucius's expression, couldn't help but push further.

"There's no need for a third strike, Now let's fight for real!"

Lucius let out a hearty laugh, "Hahaha, alright! If you can defeat me, I'll let you and your acolytes take our hall!"

The acolytes watching from behind the protective barrier began to grasp the deeper implications of this confrontation. It wasn't just a personal feud—it was a battle that reflected the division within the half-blood communities.

Just as the two were about to unleash their full power, a figure suddenly stepped into the arena. The one person who could diffuse the situation.

"Father, please stop it… you... you are embarrassing me,"