Chapter 1787 Bet
"That's not fair!" Nyx exclaimed, her eyes glued to the unfolding duel in the arena. She watched with growing concern as Emery faced off against Baron Duku.
In contrast, the peak magus sharing the observation room with Nyx remained composed and wore a self-satisfied smirk. "As I said, your friend doesn't stand a chance. But don't worry, the Baron won't kill him, he enjoys inflicting pain too much."
While Nyx couldn't contain her worry for Emery, Julian seemed surprisingly calm given the circumstances. In fact, hidden behind his facade of composure was a secret smile, indicating that he had more knowledge about Emery's plan than he let on.
With confidence, Baron Duku revealed the existence of his spirit defense artifact to Emery. Unfazed by this revelation, the Baron launched an aggressive assault, employing a variety of hand-to-hand battle arts that sent Emery crashing into the arena's walls and ceilings.
"Hahaha! Do you see who you're dealing with now!" Baron Duku taunted, clearly enjoying his display of power.
Despite the relentless onslaught, Emery remained confident. He could sense that the Baron was using battle arts beyond the capabilities of a typical full moon magus. However, Emery was certain that these attacks wouldn't exceed the 600 battle power he was accustomed to. Seizing the moment, Emery interjected, "Wait! had looted from one of the death elves. "I do not have a proper 09:03
combat weapon with me."
This is not fair."
Baron Duku shamelessly retorted, "Haha, there are no rules about using items. You can use anything you want as well!"
Emery, feigning annoyance, produced a random Tier 4 sword he had looted from one of the death elves. "I do not have a proper combat weapon with me."
The Baron, undeterred, threatened Emery with a cold smile, "Not an excuse! Admit your defeat and pay your bet! Or I will break more of your bones!"
Seeing an opportunity, Emery proposed, "How about I borrow a sword from my friend and we raise the bet to 3 million?"
The Baron's confident chuckle echoed in the arena as he dismissed Emery's choice of weapon. "Huh! Not even a Tier 6 weapon can help you!"
Despite his outward show of confidence, a twinge of anxiety gnawed at the edges of the Baron's demeanor. He couldn't help but be curious about the weapon Emery would select. When Emery borrowed Julian's Tier 5 shortsword, it prompted another burst of [Battle power 428 (492)]
This unexpected power boost allowed Emery to block the Baron's laughter from the Baron.
"You've just wasted another 3 million!" the Baron declared triumphantly, his tone dripping with arrogance. "You better have the spirit stones to pay!!"
As the Magus staff prepared to restart the duel, the Baron, sticking to his tactics, quickly encased his body in a layer of metallic defense and lunged aggressively toward Emery. However, Emery surprised him by putting the borrowed sword back, opting for a different approach.
Suddenly, Emery activated his [Immortal Gate], causing his battle power to surge
[Battle power 428 (492)]
This unexpected power boost allowed Emery to block the Baron's powerful strike with apparent ease. The Baron, who had been so sure of his dominance, was taken aback. He struggled in vain to withdraw his hand, a sense of impending dread creeping over him as he watched Emery's strength continue to surge.
Fur began to sprout on Emery's arms, and intricate patterns materialized on his chest and face. It was the manifestation of Emery's [Twilight Transformation],
HOWLLL!!
A formidable ability that introduced him to a new level of strength. With it came the innate power known as [Paragons' Blessing], a force that propelled him beyond the ordinary limits, crossing the threshold of 600.
The Baron, now stuttering in shock and fear, could only manage to utter, "Half-blood!!! You!..." His voice trailed off as he grappled with the unexpected turn of events, struggling to comprehend the magnitude of the opponent he now faced.
Emery's voice cut through the tension in the arena, calm and collected despite the chaos unfolding. He locked eyes with the Baron, whose yellow gaze showed a mixture of confusion, fear, and frustration. "Me... what? A freak?"
The Baron, now desperate to break free from the unexpected turn of events, struggled to escape Emery's grasp. However, before he could make a clean getaway, Emery delivered a punishing punch that sent the Baron crashing into the unforgiving metal walls of the arena. The impact reverberated through the arena, and the Baron's bewildered expression spoke volumes.
In a fit of annoyance and frustration, the Baron shouted, "You're not a spirit magus!! You fooled me again!!"
Emery, seemingly unfazed by the Baron's outburst, let out a weary sigh and retorted, "Seriously, man, I never said that I am... I think something's wrong with your head!"
With a renewed sense of determination, the Baron proclaimed, "Argh!! That's it!! I'm gonna make you wish you were dead!!"
The full moon magus unleashed a barrage of unarmed battle arts, each move designed to enhance his strength and agility with every strike. However, despite some initial surprises that managed to inflict minor injuries on Emery, he quickly adapted to the Baron's tactics. It became apparent that the Baron's attacks no longer posed a significant threat.
Emery seized the opportunity to take control of the fight. He proposed not to use his blade claw, opting instead for a more direct approach. He relentlessly pummeled the Baron with a barrage of punches and kicks, each strike aimed at breaking a few of the magus's bones. Emery knew that his immortal body would heal any injuries he sustained, allowing him to continue the onslaught without fear of fatigue or lasting harm.
Despite the mounting evidence that a mere half-moon magus from the lower realm world had the upper hand, the Baron remained stubbornly unwilling to accept defeat. His pride and arrogance fueled his determination to continue the fight, even in the face of overwhelming odds.
Emery, however, wasn't one to back down either. As the Baron pressed on, Emery seized an opportunity to taunt his opponent, exposing a chink in the magus's already battered ego.
"So... you like hitting weak girls, don't you?
With swift and precise movements, Emery smacked the Baron with his palms, breaking the man's teeth and leaving him stunned. The pain and humiliation were etched across the Baron's face, but Emery didn't relent. He pulled the magus close, their faces mere inches apart, and resumed his relentless assault.
Emery delivered a series of bone-breaking strikes, each blow serving as a reminder of the power gap between them. The Baron's resistance dwindled with each hit, and he finally whispered his defeat, a humbling admission that he could no longer deny the inevitable outcome of the battle.
The full moon magus who had been watching the duel unfold was left utterly stunned by the unexpected turn of events. As the dust settled and the realization dawned upon him, he finally recognized the identity of the victorious magus in the arena. It was none other than Emery, a name that stirred memories of a finalist from the Magus Academy, a figure associated with a bloody incursion involving the elves.
Realizing that Emery's background and power were far more intricate and formidable than he had initially assumed, the full moon magus took it upon himself to mediate the situation. With a tone of deep respect, he addressed Emery and offered a formal apology on behalf of his brother, Baron Duku. He assured Emery that his brother would not pursue the matter any further.
However, before he left, Emery raised an open palm, a polite reminder to ensure that the Baron settled his debt. The magus quickly complied, acknowledging the debt and offering Emery his hard-earned winnings, which amounted to 3 million silver. With this matter resolved, he exited the Centaurian arena.
Witnessing Emery's victory and the bag filled with spirit stones, both Nyx and Julian wore satisfied smiles. Julian couldn't resist teasing Emery, "Now that you have some money, you won't mind paying me back for last night, will you?"
Emery playfully shook his head, a grin tugging at his lips. "I thought you said we weren't sharing money anymore?"
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