The powerful ice spell had ensnared a dozen magus who fought closely near the torn portal. Among them were Atlas, ra, Abrafo, the Proxima knights, and even Nael, the Fate child. They were all trapped inside the ice, adding another layer to the reasons why Ery couldn't just flee.
"What should we do!?" asked Jai. "We won't have the numbers to continue!"
With both Jinkan and Eeshoo still occupied, being chased around by the Manticore in the sky, the decision seed to fall on Ery.
Zach swung his swords, ready to fight for another round, as were his enforcers and the high elves. However, everyone knew the celestials were the least of their troubles. They needed to do sothing to prevent the scourge from breaking free. In a critical mont, Olivier looked toward Ery and suggested a desperate idea, and with no ti for alternatives, Ery agreed.
A plan quickly shared, Zach, the dragon prince, and Mahinder, the monk, turned their attention to the wounded demon lord, who continued to nace the battlefield with his monstrous form. Jai, the strategic mind of the group, took charge of devising a plan to simultaneously hold back the celestial forces and rescue the trapped magus within the now shattered ice.
As the ice finally broke apart, the tear in space widened, and the entity reached out its arm, attempting to break free from its magical confinent. In response, Ery and Olivier, ard with their swords, executed a coordinated assault. Each clash of their blades was accompanied by specific area spells designed to weaken and restrain the entity.
[Gravitational Pressure]
Ery channeled the force of gravity within the targeted area, pulling the weight of everything—tentacles, ethereal essence, and all—toward a centralized point. The gravitational pressure intensified, causing the entity's tentacles to struggle against the unseen force.
Following the gravitational assault, Olivier enacted his own divine spell [Temporal Shift] slowing down ti within the affected zone. The combination of these two spells created a layered effect, as if ti itself was bending around the entity's struggling appendages.
Their synchronized efforts mirrored the strategic maneuvers they had employed in past Magus academy tournants, demonstrating a deep understanding of each other's abilities and the synergy they could achieve. The magus, both high elves and humans alike, watched in awe as the duo executed their spells with precision and mastery.
The entity's attempts to break free beca increasingly strained, its movents hampered by the gravitational pressure and the altered flow of ti. Ery and Olivier held their ground, determined to maintain the containnt until a more permanent solution could be devised.
Despite much stronger than they were since the tournant, the chances of creating a temporal anomaly were slim to none. Nevertheless, their primary goal was to slow down or at least restrain the portal from tearing apart, and although they achieved so effect, it proved insufficient to halt the imminent threat.
The entity responded with a vicious counterattack, unleashing multiple tentacles that lashed out unpredictably. The two, bound by the proximity of the area spell, found it increasingly challenging to defend against the relentless assault.
Olivier, with his exceptional speed, struggled to evade the onslaught of tentacles. Ery, weakened without his fusion form, fought valiantly, breaking free from the grasp of smaller tentacles. However, the larger ones managed to entangle him simultaneously, exerting a force that threatened to pull him apart.
"Dammit!!"
The situation beca increasingly dire as the tear in the portal showed no signs of abating. Despite their best efforts, Ery and Olivier found themselves on the defensive, struggling to maintain the containnt spell against the overwhelming onslaught of the entity.
At that critical mont, multiple spirit swords materialized and pierced through the tentacle, revealing the tily arrival of Zephyrr Nephilim. His spirit sword attack played a crucial role in heavily restraining the tentacles' assault.
"Thanks!!"
However, Zephyr Nephilim wasn't alone. Nael Nephilim, the fate child, who had just recovered from the freezing spell, joined the fray with a determination to prevent the creature from breaking free. Chanting incantations, Nael created a new formation.
[Heavenly Ring Seal]
Golden rings materialized and encircled the portal, showcasing a divine technique that rivaled the power of the elven priestess. Nael's overwhelming talent contributed significantly to stabilizing the portal alongside Zephyr Nephilim.
With the combined efforts of Ery, Olivier, Zephyr, and Nael, the four magus managed to regain control and stabilize the tear in the fabric of space.
Zach, who was still engaged in combat with the demon, shouted words of reassurance,
"Help will co in a few minutes—hold on!!!"
These words were not only directed at the four magus but also resonated with the entire group of magus who, despite being battered and depleted, continued their valiant defense against the onslaught of thousands of celestials. The fate of the celestial ruins hung in the balance, and the magus clung to the hope that reinforcents would arrive in ti to turn the tide of the battle.
Unfortunately, instead of reinforcents arriving, a shrieking force erged from within the portal, accompanied by a voice carrying devastating might.
"Bunches of little magus trying to stop …"
This voice manifested as a powerful spirit attack, instantly claiming the lives of multiple magus with weaker spirit defenses and incapacitating several others. The once stalwart defense of the magus crumbled as most of them fell, throwing up blood.
In this dire mont, only a handful of magus, including Ery and Zephyr, who possessed formidable spirit defense, remained standing. However, Olivier and Nael were ensnared by the tentacles and couldn't escape the onslaught. Their screams echoed in agony as the tentacles slowly crushed their bones.
With their formation spells broken and their spirits weakened, the magus found themselves on the verge of failure. "Dammit, is this all?! Is there nothing else we can do!?" shouted Ery in frustration. The odds seed insurmountable as the powerful spirit attack continued to wreak havoc among the remaining magus.
A thought crossed Ery's mind—if only he could unleash the full power of Khaos, he could buy them more ti and stop the entity from coming out. However, the celestial ruins restrained him from unleashing such power. The thought was t with a response from the guardian within him.
The place Chututlu referred to was none other than within the tear itself, in the Netherrealm.
It was a suicidal suggestion, but Ery realized that desperate tis called for desperate asures.
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