Earth's Greatest Magus

Chapter 2321  Finals

The arena buzzed with anticipation as the final four magus stepped forward. The two half-blood wolf magus, Amarok, and Cayden, towered over their competition, their presence alone intimidating the crowd. The Alvanic magus, Gunwoo, a seasoned spear-wielding general, had an aura of hardened battle experience. Lastly, the mysterious masked magus from the Terra forces stood silent, his features hidden but his earlier victory still fresh in everyone's mind. The crowd was electric, eager to witness what came next.

Emery, observing from his seat, allowed VIA to run an analysis of the four remaining competitors. The celestial system quickly delivered its assessment:

[Amarok – Full Moon – Star Level 6]

[Cayden – Full Moon – Star Level 6]

[Gunwoo – Full Moon – Star Level 5]

The three of them were considered average among other full-moon magus. The masked magus, on the other hand, was ranked at Star Level 6, despite still being in the Half-Moon realm. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

As the matches commenced, the arena was divided into two segments, with each pair of magus facing off against their opponents. The Twilight Hall half-bloods, along with many in the audience, rallied behind their representatives, cheering loudly in support.

In the first match, Gunwoo faced Cayden.

Despite Gunwoo's skill and experience, he found himself increasingly on the defensive. Cayden pressed the attack relentlessly. The spear general managed to evade several brutal swipes, but with each passing moment, the gaps in his defenses widened. With a final, decisive blow, Cayden claimed victory, his roar of triumph echoing through the arena as the crowd erupted into cheers.

The duel was over, and the Twilight Hall erupted in celebration. Cayden stood victorious over the fallen Alvanic magus.

Queen Sonhee sat not far from Emery, her regal composure faltering as she concealed her disappointment at the earlier results. Yet, when Emery complimented the Alvanic magus, a flicker of pride lit up her expression. As the next pair entered the stage, the crowd held its breath in anticipation.

The muscular wolf half-blood, Amarok, stood opposite the mysterious half-moon magus, whose identity remained shrouded in intrigue. If the audience hadn't witnessed the masked magus's previous performance, they would have surely deemed this duel a mere formality—a one-sided affair in favor of the towering wolf. Yet, whispers of hope rippled through the crowd, eager for another unexpected twist.

The moment the duel began, Amarok transformed into his wolf form, his powerful frame shifting into a sleek wolf-like appearance, muscles rippling with raw strength. His senses heightened, allowing him to detect even the faintest scent in the arena.

"You cannot hide from me!!" Amarok growled, his voice a deep rumble that resonated with authority. He lunged forward, eyes glinting with determination as he sniffed the air, honing in on his opponent.

With a series of swift movements, the masked magus executed evasive maneuvers, rolling and flipping with finesse. Amarok's frustration grew as he attempted to land a decisive blow, but the masked magus remained elusive, a flickering shadow just out of reach.

Queen Sonhee leaned closer to Emery, her curiosity piqued as the battle raged on. The masked magus had already defeated one of her men, and now her interest grew with each passing moment.

"Lord Emery, do you know who that masked magus is?" she inquired, her voice carrying a mix of intrigue and suspicion.

Emery remained silent, his eyes fixed on the ongoing duel. This silence, however, immediately caught Shinta's attention. Her brow furrowed as she turned to her father, sensing something deeper.

"Father... why are you hiding this? Who is he really?" Shinta's voice carried both curiosity and a hint of suspicion.

Before Emery could respond, Klea, always quick to step in, offered a cryptic clue with a smirk on her lips. "I'll give you a hint... this guy is always so quiet. I didn't even realize he'd disappeared from the stage until he started fighting."

Shinta and Queen Sonhee exchanged glances, trying to puzzle over Klea's words. Meanwhile, all eyes in the arena were locked on the duel as it reached a breathtaking crescendo.

On the battlefield, Amarok, the massive wolf half-blood, finally caught up to the masked magus. Despite the latter's earlier elusive movements, the towering wolf used his heightened senses to track him down. With a swift, predatory lunge, Amarok's powerful claws clamped down on the masked fighter, forcing him into a grapple. The ground trembled beneath their weight as Amarok snarled, confident in his imminent victory.

"He's going to lose!" Queen Sonhee exclaimed.

The masked magus appeared cornered, pinned beneath Amarok's crushing strength, his earlier finesse now seeming futile against the overwhelming brute force of his opponent.

Klea, however, remained calm as she softly replied, "No… he will not."

The fierce and fast-moving battle made the audience overlook that the masked magus had secretly pierced a few thin silver needles into the huge wolf's arms. By manipulating the wolf's muscles with these needles, the masked magus was able to spectacularly escape from its grasp.

"HOWLLLL!!"

A furious roar echoed through the arena as Amarok, now enraged, unleashed his true power. His body began to contort and grow, bones cracking and expanding as he transformed into a monstrous, 10-meter-long wolf beast. The crowd gasped at the sight—Amarok's full transformation was a terrifying spectacle of raw, primal strength. His fur bristled, and his eyes gleamed with savage fury, locking onto the masked magus.

Sensing the danger, the masked magus quickly changed his strategy. He darted into the shadows, keeping his distance from the now colossal Amarok. Moving like a ghost, he used the darkness to his advantage, vanishing from sight whenever the wolf lunged at him.

"He's wearing a special cape…" Shinta whispered, her sharp eyes catching the faint shimmer as the masked magus disappeared once more. "Ahhh!!! I know who he is now…!!"

Emery's gaze remained focused, recognizing the telltale gleam of the item Shinta had spotted. The cape, known as [Phantom Skin], was a tier 6 artifact they had purchased together at an auction 15 years ago. It granted its wearer incredible stealth, allowing the user to blend seamlessly into their surroundings, practically invisible to the naked eye.

But what finally revealed the masked magus's identity was the weapon he pulled from his cloak. In the heat of the battle, the magus drew a distinctive tier 6 bow—an artifact known and revered by many.

"That's Uncle Chumo!!" Shinta exlaimed.