Earth's Greatest Magus-Novel

"A clone? Not my real body?"

The confusion Emery felt right now was evident from the tone of his voice. It was difficult for him to understand and accept the revelation, as there were still lots of unknowns and questions filling his mind.

Thankfully Bob seemed to have come prepared. He told Emery what he had been briefed about the rescue mission on the elf planet, how it ended with him being brought back as a dying soul without a body. He explained all of this slowly and in detail to make sure Emery understood.Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

It was fortunate that Emery kept one of his clones here in Ouroboros facility â€" one created from a sample of his Bloodline Gene. Thanks to that, his soul that was on the verge of death was saved.

However, even though his clone body was considered a top-of-the-line frame, it still couldn't compare to his original body. The difference was even more obvious since his original body had undergone many upgrades since the time he had come to Ouroboros and created the clone body.

"I don't know how far you managed to refine the Wolf genes in your original body. As for this clone body, we did the best we could already. We have managed to assimilate more of your [Fey Serum] to further improve this body to its maximum limit. But despite all that, a breakthrough was not be possible without a soul."

Even though all of those words sounded convincing, Emery decided to sift through all the information given to him with extreme caution. When Bob finally finished speaking, he ask one thing he wanted to know most.

"Tell me who I am. Where am I from?"

But to his dismay, Bob seemed hesitant to answer even those questions. "I'm sorry, but I need permission from the queen to say anything about you."

Hearing such an answer, Emery turned his head around them and stopped his gaze at a large glass. He narrowed his eyes as he could faintly sense a group of people watching him from behind it.

Walking to the glass, he touched it and said, "Is she, the queen, watching us now?"

There was no response, but seeing the change of expression on Bob's face was more than enough of an answer for him.

Immediately after, Emery slammed his clenched fist against the glass, saying, "I want to speak to whoever's in charge." His gaze turned sharp as he added, "Tell me what I need to know, or let me go!"

Seeing there was no response whatsoever, Emery once again became irritated, the urge within started to resurface.

He turned his head around to look across the room and saw a door far away from the two guards that were following him. The grievance he was feeling, plus the fact he had just done a good physical warm-up, Emery decided to sprint for the door.

Bob instantly became alarmed by his actions, while the guards swiftly gave chase.

With his speed, Emery was able to reach the door before the guards caught him. Slamming the door open with his body, he shot toward the nearest window and crashed through the glass into the forest outside the facility.

As he felt the cool breeze blowing against his skin and the fresh scent of the lush forest tickling his nose, the glint in Emery's eyes became even more brilliant as it gave him even more reason to run deeper into the forest.

As he dashed through the unpredictable but familiar terrain, he could feel the two guards still chasing after him. However, he was confident the two of them would not be able to catch up as his instincts helped him to move through the dense treeline faster than them.

Emery continued to run further and further away, enjoying the freedom he got back. But then, a few minutes later, his face changed when he sensed someone chasing him at a much faster speed than the two guards.

'From above!'

Looking up as he turned his head, he could vaguely see a figure flying swiftly through the air with two dark wings on its back. The unknown figure managed to halt his advance as it landed right in his path.

Emery narrowed his eyes at the figure of a young beautiful woman with flaming red hair standing before him. At first, he thought she was the queen mentioned by Bob, but that thought was quickly pushed aside as she looked too young. In fact, her face seemed familiar.

A memory slowly came back as he scrutinized her and he eventually succeeded putting a name to the face.

"I recognize you... You are Annara."

The young woman showed a slight smirk before saying, "You can recognize me right away, I am truly flattered."

Emery fell silent hearing those words. Unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything else about her other than her name and the mixed feelings that she was reliable, but at the same time not to be trusted.

On the other hand, the red-haired woman shot a sharp gaze at him while saying, "You've had enough running. Now head back to the facility."

Emery narrowed his eyes and bared his teeth at her words. After regaining his freedom, there was no way he would follow such an order.

"Are you going to stop me?" He said.

"Only a fool would recklessly go when they didn't know where they were, or even who they were." Annara said without any change in her expression.

Knowing she was talking about him, Emery fired back. "I disagree. I think only a fool would do nothing and be willing to be imprisoned without explanation."

The red-haired woman was silent for a moment before she said, "If you are asking me for an explanation, you won't get it from me. Now turn around before I force you."

Emery was silent as he fell into thought. He could feel the young woman in front of him was not an ordinary person. In fact, she should be on the level that was classified as a magus.

His brain was telling him not to fight, yet his body was burning with the desire for a challenge. As his blood began to stir, he began to feel the rapid changes taking place in his body.

[Fey Transformation]

Fur started appearing on his arms and legs, his fingernails turned into curved claws while his teeth turned into sharp fangs. His body grew stronger as he felt a wave of power coursing through his body.

At the same time, Emery felt a great surge of excitement compelling him to fight.