Earth's Greatest Magus Chapter 2560 Entity

It took Ery only three days to perfect the creation of a successful Tier 8 Dual Refinent Pill. The breakthrough he had been missing all this ti lay in his ability to balance the two opposing elents—an achievent made possible by his recent comprehension and advancent into the Grand Magus realm. His newfound mastery allowed him to refine the dozen prepared recipes with absolute precision.

[Tier 8 Dual Refinent Pill]

[112% potency]

[Effectiveness for all elents: 120%]

[Temporary Boost: 500 Battle Power]

[Permanent Boost: 200 Battle Power]

Though he did not achieve the exceptional 130% potency he had once reached in competition, this batch of pills was still an undeniable success. Unlike the previous ones, which required rare and exotic ingredients, this particular formula could be mass-produced.

Word of his success spread swiftly, reaching the ears of the Skyroot faction. Within hours, several of their elders arrived, eager to assist in fulfilling the Warmaster's request. The faction, with its vast warehouse and resource network, possessed the ans to produce a significant batch of pills. However, even with their extensive reserves, they could only gather enough rare ingredients to create 130 of them, each valued at 150 million spirit stones.

As the inventor and lead alchemist of the project, Ery was entitled to a substantial 40% share of the profits without investing a single spirit stone himself. However, rather than taking the earnings in full, he negotiated for a portion of the final product, recognizing its imnse value for the upcoming expedition or to bring back ho. After a brief discussion, he secured 30 of the pills along with a sum of 2 billion spirit stones.

As the inventor and lead alchemist of the project, Ery was entitled to a substantial 40% share of the profits without investing a single spirit stone himself. However, rather than taking the earnings in full, he negotiated for a portion of the final product, recognizing its imnse value for the upcoming expedition or to bring back ho. After a brief discussion, he secured 30 of the pills along with a sum of 2 billion spirit stones.

The timing could not have been more perfect. By the next morning, he was set to deliver the pills to the Warmaster before departing for the expedition. Yet, just as the night fell, a ssage arrived from his dark counterpart.

"He finally arrived at the Fey Planet, didn't he?"

Ery wasted no ti. He stepped into his domain and made his way toward the dark mountain where his connection to the Khaos hub was strongest.

Ever since their separation, his access to the Khaos hub had been severely limited. He could no longer enter freely—only wait on the outskirts, waiting for any updates.

Placing his palm against the massive obsidian door that marked the threshold of the hub, he focused his divine sense, trying to pierce through the veil and catch a glimpse of what was unfolding on the other side.

17:05

His heart pounded.

"Damn it… He's already fighting? Can't he try to talk his way out of this first?"

Anxiety twisted in his gut as he sensed the surge of Khaos energy.

The atmosphere within his domain beca restless, mirroring his turmoil. The slumbering Star-Devouring Beast stirred from its deep sleep, responding instinctively to the growing surge of Khaos energy. It began thrashing wildly, the very fabric of Ery's domain trembling under the creature's raw hunger.

He tried once more to reach out, sending urgent ssages across their fractured connection—but there was no response.

"Damn it! I should be the one going!"

Then, amidst the storm of emotions, a third presence made itself known. A voice—not his own, not his counterpart's—whispered into his mind.

"Who are you?" Ery demanded.

No answer ca. Only an overwhelming sensation—raw, insatiable hunger.

At first, he assud it was the Star Devouring Beast. But as he concentrated, he realized sothing was wrong. The beast was rely a reflection of himself, a part of his being. This entity, however, was sothing else entirely. Sothing unknown.

A chilling realization settled over him.

Khaos. It was behind this.

The primordial force had sohow latched onto both his dark counterpart and the beast. A deeper connection than he had ever comprehended. A force that had its own will.

mories of his breakthrough surfaced—his dark self had been on the verge of destruction, and it was Khaos energy that had saved him in that critical mont. But now, Ery questioned its true intentions.

"What are you doing? What do you want?"

Again, silence.

Then, his other self resurfaced, but not in the way he had hoped. A fragnted ssage reached him, chaotic and broken. His counterpart had been forced into hiding.

A sharp breath escaped Ery's lips. His worst fears had been realized—things had spiraled far beyond his expectations. Worse still, the clone body had been pushed to its limits. It would not hold out much longer.

Frustrated and unable to communicate with his counterpart, Ery turned to the one person who might have answers—the Skyroot Patriarch.

For the past six days, he had sought wisdom from the Grandmaster, and now he needed guidance more than ever.

A way to deal with his separate souls.

The Patriarch offered his counsel.

"Completing all one hundred levels of the Heaven and Earth trial might give you the answers you seek," he said. "But I believe the true issue lies elsewhere. that Darkness—it is not truly yours. You do not have full authority over it. That is why you cannot fully rge with your other self."

A grim choice lay before Ery. Sever himself from Khaos entirely, or dedicate years to mastering the Heaven and Earth Scales.

Neither option was acceptable. He was running out of ti. His friends—his people—were waiting for him back ho.

By morning, his decision was made. He bid farewell to the Skyroot faction, prepared to join the expedition. Before he departed, the Patriarch handed him a book.

"These are the notes of my master," the elder said. "I hope they will help you grasp the final stage of the Heaven and Earth Reversal technique. Rember, you are his successor."

Then, with a knowing smile, he added, "Good luck on your journey."

Sothing in his tone made Ery pause. And then, it hit him.

The Supre Being knew.

He knew Ery was a Traveler.

The realization left him montarily speechless. Had the Patriarch been aware of his secret all along? Had he always known that Ery might never return?

Swallowing hard, Ery bowed deeply in respect. "Thank you… for everything."

The old man nodded, watching as Ery turned and left the Skyroot estate, giving one final glance at the Skyroot Estate. He did not know when—if ever—he would return.