Earth's Greatest Magus

In the other corner of the realm, Thrax could be seen heavily panting, with sweat and blood over his entire body. He was standing in some sort of arena, facing off against a grotesque half-human and half-creature hybrid.

"Arrghh!"

The thracian let out a painful scream as the sharp claw of the creature scratched his back, leaving a gaping wound. However, at the same time, he took advantage of this to sneak past its defenses and swing his spear with all his might, ending the creature's life by cutting its body in half.

Even though the enemy had died, Thrax didn't relax and continued to swing his weapon, knowing that more were coming.

He continued to twist his body as growling sounds came towards him from all directions. However, he was unable to take the initiative as he could not see anything beyond a dozen meters.

Nevertheless, with spirit reading, he could tell that many eyes were watching him as more and more creatures were released to take him down. But in spite of this realization flashing through his mind, his fighting spirit grew bolder rather than waning.

"Send me MORE! I will kill them all!"

Bringing his spear high into the air before striking it towards the ground, Thrax managed to send another creature to the afterlife. Its blood splattered everywhere as its lifeless body fell to the ground.

After that, he brandished his spear towards the darkness as he loudly shouted, "SHOW your Self you fucking coward! Come face me!"

Unfortunately for the Thracian, there was no response other than another wave of creatures being released for him to fight off. This time, they came in groups of two and three, drastically increasing the difficulty.

Although his [9 Sun Divine Technique] allowed him to project seemingly inexhaustible power, it managed to help him to stand his ground and kill a few dozen or so creatures, before his accumulated wounds slowed him too much.

"I can still fight! Die! You Die!"

After swinging his heart and ending another creature's life, Thrax found his legs no longer listened to him. His body fell to the ground, allowing one of the creatures to finally be able to pounce on him. It bit him on the neck and quickly drained his blood.

When Thrax thought that he was finally done, a whistling sound rang through the air and the creature proceeded to let him go from its clutch. At the same time, the growling sound all but disappeared.

Thrax laid on the ground in a half unconscious state, his entire body was covered with wounds. As he struggled to maintain his senses with reality, Thrax could faintly hear a woman's voice from the darkness.

"We are going to keep this one. Send the next one in."

A few moments later, the Thracian could vaguely see several figures approaching him and putting a chain on his forearm. He could feel his strength being restricted before a tugging sensation flooded his body.

Thrax's body was dragged through a long corridor by these unknown figures, before he was then thrown into a cell to join a few dozen other acolytes. Needless to say, all of the acolytes quickly went over to the newcomer and were horrified at the condition in which the Thracian were.

"He's still alive! Mera! Quick come and help him!"

Several acolytes quickly gathered around Thrax and the acolyte named Mera. The latter who was Grand Magus Yvere's top disciple – known for her healing capabilities – immediately cast her nature spell on the injury-riddled body of the Thracian.

Beads of sweat started to appear on his face as Mera put all of herself into the healing process. Due to the restrictions placed on the room, the female acolyte would need to spend extra time and effort to heal the Immortal Gladiator.

"Is he going to be alright?"

Silence fell as everyone waited for Mera's words. After a while, she finally spoke.

"There were multiple critical wounds on his body and, like the others, the amount of blood in his body is far less than normal. It will take at least a full day before he can start moving again."

"Huh! That blood-sucking bastard!"

Many of the acolytes turn pale seeing Thrax, who was one of the strongest amongst them, being left in such conditions. Some showed emotional reactions, especially considering that a third of the acolytes who had been captured and kept in this same room had died.

"We have been held captive for two weeks now! Is no one going to save us?!" one of the acolytes screamed hysterically. This outburst however was met with a condescending snort from a figure.

"Hah! If it's you, maybe not. Luckily for you I'm also here." Everyone turned their eyes to the source of those words and saw a famous acolyte. "I am the prince of the Cross family. Someone will definitely come for me!"

As soon as Shatter said such words, a thunderous sound of alarm suddenly rang through the air, shocking everyone in the cell.

"This must be it! My faction has come to save all of us!"

Everyone was filled with hope when they heard Shatter's words. Unfortunately, an hour passed since the alarm stopped, but no help came for them. All the acolytes could only stare at the Cross noble with resentment.

*****

The source of the alarm actually originated from an incident happening in another cell.

Around one hour ago, a group of magus in dark capes rushed into said cell to find only half of the acolytes remained in the cell. Apparently, their other half had escaped through a huge hole on the floor.

"Huh! To think that there was someone who could break the formations in this room."

Then, the magus stared at the group of acolytes who decided not to leave. With a sneer on his face, he said, "I wonder if all of you who stayed are smart or just cowards."

Instead of chasing after the escaping acolytes, the magus nonchalantly covered the hole and repaired the formation. Before leaving the cell, they even took the time to pick another acolyte for the fight.

However, realizing the cell number and seeing all the names of the one who stayed make the magus anxious.

"Huh! We still need to chase them. Apparently, one of the valuable prisoners was among those who escaped."

"I guess we should hurry up, we will be in great trouble if she dies."

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Author Note:

Dear readers, with this chapter, the month of January is over.

I thank you for your support in purchasing the privileged chapters. Please let me say one more time how grateful I am and that only with your support can this story continue.

Firstly, I would like to apologize for a much lower update than I expected. 40 chapters from the usual 60 per month.

It started with a little break and then my offline post covid activity kept me busy.

On the bright side, I got to spend more time with my family and get some better sleep, for that I am grateful. I also get to have more time to really think about the story, especially the next arc after this one which will be a huge turning point in the story.

And yes, I still owe you all two times mass-released and commissioned art, which I will definitely do this February. Plus for compensation, this February I will do a 25% privilege discount for tier 4 and 5 privilege chapters.

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