After revealing his true power, Ery managed to significantly alter the grand magus's perception of him. This seasoned figure, who had survived hundreds of battles, was well-acquainted with a fundantal principle of the Magus universe:
Strength dictates morality. In this world, it was not one's age, origin, or personality that held sway, but sheer power and how it influenced one's gains and losses.
Ramos the Blazing Wind, understood this principle deeply. Even with a slim chance of victory, he calculated that the potential losses far outweighed the benefits of defeating Ery. When Ery proposed a truce, Ramos did not dismiss it out of hand. Instead, he seriously considered the offer.
Ery, observing the grand magus's hesitation, felt a surge of optimism. He realized that there was a real possibility of negotiating his way out of this aningless confrontation.
Unfortunately, at that precise mont, Ery detected the presence of nurous powerful beasts approaching from the east—hundreds of them. It seed to be another beast tide, and they were closing in rapidly. With a quick assessnt, Ery identified at least ten desolate beasts among them, along with one formidable ancient desolate beast. This unexpected developnt added a new layer of complexity to their situation.
Given that the grand magus likely possessed a similar range of spirit-reading abilities, Ery quickly considered the worst-case scenario. He feared that the Kux magus might exploit this chaotic mont to strike against him and his companions. The sudden influx of beasts could serve as a perfect distraction, creating an opportunity for a treacherous move.
"So, what is your answer?!" Ery demanded, his voice steady but insistent.
Once again, he raised his blade, preparing for another potential confrontation. Despite the mounting tension, Ery was determined not to show any fear. His posture remained resolute, signaling his readiness to defend himself and his allies against any threat, whether it ca from the grand magus or the incoming beast tide.
While awaiting the grand magus's answer, Ery detected a change in the magus's deanor. There was a hint of excitent in his eyes. Sensing sothing significant, Ery enhanced his perception to scrutinize the approaching beasts once more. He discerned that the beasts were not just any group of flying creatures; they were a flock of Golden Feather Roc birds.
These birds were renowned for their exceptional proficiency in wind elents, making them creatures that were filled with wind-based materials. Ery quickly connected the dots and understood why the grand magus was reacting with such interest. The Golden Feather Roc birds were imnsely valuable to Kux factions, who sought wind-elent materials.
Realizing the opportunity at hand, Ery decided to act swiftly. Before the grand magus could make a move or respond to the changing situation, Ery proposed an offer.
"Senior, help us defeat these beast tides; and you shall claim all the materials from these birds," he said, his tone urgent yet diplomatic.
Ery's offer was strategic. By appealing to the grand magus's obvious interest in the Golden Feather Roc birds, he aid to secure an ally against the impending beast tide.
The grand magus seed to find Ery's offer acceptable, though there must be a mont where he considered letting Ery fight the beast tide alone and claiming the materials afterward. However, that would an rejecting the truce and continuing their fight.
After a contemplative pause, the grand magus gave Ery a final look and declared,
"We will fight the Roc, do not approach us!"
Ery understood that this decision was driven by the grand magus's confidence in his group's ability to handle the animal onslaught and their absolute distrust of having a half-blood fighting alongside them.
Acknowledging the decision, Ery signaled to his companions to release Edgar, the Kux noble. He watched as the grand magus signaled his own group of five to take flight, heading directly toward the approaching beast tide.
Ery returned to the formation, greeted by cheerful smiles and acknowledgnts from Magus Beatrice and Tobin. The fact that he had managed to hold his own against a grand magus was nothing short of impressive. Magus Beatrice, who had known him since their academy days, couldn't help but feel proud of his accomplishnts.
"Well done, Ery," she said, her eyes shining with admiration.
Magus Yord, the formation expert, was rendered speechless by Ery's feat. His expression was one of obvious disbelief as if he couldn't fully comprehend what he had just witnessed.
Ery then glanced at Senior Heorogar, who was still hovering inside the dark orb, and asked, "How much longer will this take?"
"Who knows," replied the formation master. "Could be a few minutes, could be a few hours."
Accepting the uncertainty, Ery turned his attention back to the surroundings. Aside from the Roc bird beast tide, there were still dozens of smaller groups of beasts approaching the formation. However, none of them posed a significant threat. Confident in the formation's defenses, Ery kept his focus on the Kux faction's battle while simultaneously working to recover his strength.
Ramos the Blazing Wind was fiercely battling multiple desolate best; Golden Feather Roc and the massive ancient desolate beast, the King Golden Feather Roc. The grand magus seed to channel his annoyance from the previous confrontation into his attacks, sending out devastating waves of fire that massacred dozens of the smaller birds with each strike.
The other four Kux magus, with the formation expert at their center, fought in a tight and efficient formation. Their teamwork and coordination enabled them to display a strength comparable to the Grand Magus. They moved with precision, their synchronized assaults creating a formidable defense against the onslaught of the beasts.
However, despite their impressive abilities, Ery noticed sothing unsettling. The desolate beasts exhibited a higher level of cognition and coordination than he had anticipated. Their movents were calculated and strategic.
This realization filled him with a bad premonition. He glanced anxiously at Magus Heorgar, who was still hovering inside the dark orb, hoping for his senior to finish his ascension quickly.
About fifteen minutes later, with only less than half of the Roc fowls defeated, Ery sensed the arrival of another formidable group of creatures numbering around twenty. Their steps sent tremors through the ground and clouds of smoke billowing into the horizon. All of them were desolate beasts, a combination of ferocious crimson tigers and rhino-type beasts.
It was highly unusual for such diverse creatures to move together in such large numbers, suggesting the influence of a commanding presence.
Ery quickly scanned and spotted an old man sitting calmly atop a gigantic tiger. This figure exuded an aura of imnse power, unmistakably that of a two-cosmos grand magus.
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