Earth's Greatest Magus

After displaying such a terrifying devouring skill, the creature managed to send the prideful magus of the elven race into a spiral of fear. All of their haughty and arrogant attitude vanished like smoke.

ROOOAARRRR!!!

The massive, dark glowing beast continued to rampage mercilessly in the area, annihilating everything that caught its eye.

As buildings violently shook and collapsed into further ruins under its frenzy, the dark elf magus that were hiding were forced out of their hiding places. Without a second thought, they turned tail and ran in fear for their lives.

Like a hungry beast that had been starved for days, the creature hunted the dark elf magus with unprecedented vigor.

Despite its massive stature, the creature still moved in incredibly fast. Every step it took caused the ground to tremble violently, as it forcefully smashed his way through everything standing in its way.

The high elf grand magus was panicking when he realized the destination of the group of dark elf magus that were being chased was running towards.

"Why are they leading that thing to the ship! Fools!"

Realizing the dire situation they were currently facing, the high elf grand magus was forced to beckon the other twenty or so dark elf magus to fight. Even if they were terrified, they had no choice but to follow.

In addition to that, as he roughly knew how powerful the creature was, the high elf grand magus went ahead and promptly alerted those on the ship. He called out and ordered reinforcements to stop the creature at all costs.

Meanwhile, two dark elf magus were running hysterically, their faces as pale as a corpse. Originally there were four of them running in a group, but in just a matter of seconds, the creature had taken care of two of them.

In fact, that was the only reason why the two had managed to escape, thanks to the sacrifices of their two comrades. Unfortunately for them, it didn't take long for the creature to finish its prey and continue chasing after them.

Fearing for their lives, all they could think of at this point was to return to the ship as fast as possible. This desire grew stronger as they became more and more desperate, as the terrifying sounds from behind them kept getting closer.

Fortunately for them, as if gods had heard their wishes, they could see that they were closing in on the ship. Their eyes lit up with relief as they saw, hundreds of elven warriors waiting in an orderly formation, with five towering metal constructs lining up behind them. The elves called those metal constructs the Wrathwalker.

They were ten-meter tall ground vehicle constructs that strode on four legs and were equipped with two mighty thermal lancers on its back. They were behemoths on the battlefield.

As soon as the creature entered their range, blinding light appeared from all five Wrathwalkers as they shot out powerful high-temperature thermal beams that could kill a magus in an instant. Space seemed to melt as the beam passed through and streaked toward the creature.

Even though it was in an uncontrollable rage, the giant beast still retained its instinct for danger. As soon as the beams were shot, the creature was immediately alerted and moved its body, managing to dodge most of the thermal beam.

Still, due to the fact they were fired at the same time, one thermal beam managed to land a direct hit. The beast's ferocious advance immediately came to a halt and even though it was shrouded in darkness, clear signs of pain could be seen in its movements.

Of course the elves did not waste this golden opportunity. Immediately afterwards, multiple thermal beams shot out and hit the beast from all directions. Deafening roars resounded in the air as it was battered by it.

Such a sight made the elven warriors cheer. At least that was the case before the beast roared once more and, to everyone's surprise, it suddenly sprouted a pair of shining dark wings and soared into the sky.

All the hundreds of pairs of eyes could feel their breaths stopping as they looked up into the sky and saw the beast flying downwards ripping through the air, with such a speed it made all of their faces lose color.

The gigantic glowing beast smashed violently, right into the center of the elves' defensive line. The impact created a huge crater and a shockwave that instantly killed hundreds of the elven warriors and reduced their prided Wrathwalkers to pieces.

ROOAARRRR!!!

Standing in the crater filled with dead bodies, the creature once again opened its jaw wide. A rapidly rotating vortex appeared from within, drawing everything in the area into its mouth. Those who were lucky to survive had their stomachs churned at this sight.

It was at this moment that the high elf grand magus arrived with his group of twenty dark elf magus. His face darkened completely as he realized the massacre before his eyes.

Such a sight no doubt made the high elf grand magus tremble. Even so, he had no intention of running away. His mind was occupied with the embarrassment he would face if he decided to withdraw.

He therefore ordered his men to attack, to the point of killing those who hesitated.

"All of you! Attack!"

The plan was simple. He ordered all twenty dark elf magus to distract the beast. Numerous high-tier spells of various elements – fire, metal and darkness were cast upon the creature. In the meantime, the grand magus himself hid behind their cover and threw powerful spirit attacks.

Knowing that behind that terrifying star-devouring beast was only a young magus. The elf magus knew a spirit attack was the best way to deal with it.

And he was right.

The beast immediately howled in continuous pain as the spirit attacks entered its fragile soul. However, it didn't go down as easily as the grand magus had hoped. Within minutes, though the creature certainly had been injured, half of the dark elf magus were dead. Crushed, cleaved, or devoured, their fate was in the hands of the savage beast.

When it seemed to have weakened, the creature instinctively searched for the cause of its pain and gazed toward it with intense hatred.

Roaaaarrrr!

"Everyone! On me!"

The last ten surviving magus stood in between, forming a defensive formation, with spells and artifacts.

None of these magus could last more than a few seconds while trying to restrain the beast. Even the two Half-Moon magus, who the high elf grand magus depended on the most, fell to the beast's fierce attacks. In the end, a showdown between the two was inevitable.

A thunderous bright light and an ear-shattering sound covered the whole area before everything turned quiet.

The beast nor the grand magus, none were left standing.

Gradually the dark light disappeared, leaving the charred body of young Emery.

Devoid of any life within.