Terran was utterly exhausted, his body pushed to its limits.
Despite this, a determined light still shone in his eyes as he tightly gripped his Great Sword with both hands.
His phantom image the Earth Drake appeared to be on the verge of breaking apart.
However, the Earth Drake stood strong, locking eyes with the other five phantom images with a majestic, unwavering presence.
Its gaze conveyed a mix of superiority and disdain, inciting anger within the other mages.
They couldn’t comprehend how a phantom image that hadn’t fully ford and was still in its image form could look at them with such contempt, especially when it was clearly losing.
Yet, they understood that the behavior of the Phantom Image was simply a manifestation of its owner’s will.
This ant that Terran, too, looked down on them.
"Ah, I want to sever those eyes!, How dare you look down on us!"the light elent Mage who was also a magic sword man
Dashing towards Terran with blinding speed, the Phantom sword of the light elent mage bathed the mage in dazzling radiance.
Making his His movent so swift that he appeared as nothing more than a streak of light.
It seed as though his phantom image lded with his main sword temporary , as the mage intended to strike at Terran’s eyes.
"Stop! We are ant to attack together, not alone! Stop!"
The leading mage scread desperately, attempting to halt the light elent magic sword wielder.
However, he was by far the fastest among them due to his elent.
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And No matter how they rushed forward, there was no hope of catching up to him.
The light Elentalist Mage had disregarded all caution, paying no mind to the leading mage’s fear of Terran.
Despite being battered and worn, before the sword’s radiance could reach Terran, he saw Terran lift his head with a smile gracing his lips.
"I may have lost this one, Prince Seven, but don’t worry. I’ll take care of him," Terran uttered, shocking the four remaining mages who struggled to catch up with the light Elentalist mage.
They were unaware of the events and circumstances that might had unfolded between the Centaur prince and Terran.
However, one thing was certain, whatever would make Terran smile like that couldn’t bode well for them.
After witnessing Terran’s battles with the Orcs, they were certain that the smile on his face ant he still had an undisclosed strategy up his sleeve.
"It’s ti to end this, While it was enjoyable to observe, if we waste any more ti, who knows when we’ll be able to return, Take care of that squeaky one, and I’ll handle the remaining four," the Centaur prince proclaid.
"No, leave the two swordsn to , Let test my skills against them alone and show them the vast difference between us, Their arrogance has truly frustrated ," Terran argued, lifting his heavy great sword upward.
In a swift motion, Terran deflected the attack of the light Elentalist, causing sparks to scatter in every direction as the mage’s sword flew into the sky.
With his right hand extended towards his heart The Drake Image behind him Roared, and Terran’s palm gathered earth elent, transforming into a scale reminiscent of an earth dragon.
Though ford from earth elent, it possessed a tangible reality, emanating the purest essence of the earth.
A resounding bang echoed through the air as Terran’s hand made contact with the mage’s chest.
The impact sent the mage flying, blood pouring from his mouth, as he lost consciousness instantly.
The Drake image behind Terran dimd further after unleashing an attack of such magnitude.
The Centaur prince looked at Terran and shook his head.
"You are still showing them rcy. If you had used the power sent by your phantom to form a claw, you could have ripped his heart out, Yet, you chose only to incapacitate him," the Centaur prince remarked
As a towering Centaur image, about 20 ters tall, appearing behind him.
The Centaur wore a mask with one side gleaming golden and the other side shaded in a dark, greenish black fla ,
emitting an aura of malevolence distinct from the golden side.
The Centaur’s hands were crossed, staring straight ahead without even acknowledging the presence of the mages.
"Damn it, I said leave the other sword-wielding mage to , Don’t touch him," Terran declared, exerting his tired body as he took flight, heading straight for the second sword-wielding mage.
The Centaur prince swiftly raised his hand, conjuring a golden spear
"Don’t interfere in this, it’s an internal matter of the War God Mage Academy, Know your place," the flaming mage said while pointing at the Centaur Prince.
Despite his best efforts to hide it, the flaming mage’s trembling hand betrayed his fear of the Centaur Prince.
"I don’t like your tone," the Centaur prince retorted,
As he pierced the air with his Golden spear and a beam of spear-shaped light that flew directly towards the flaming mages.
The Flaming mage hurled all of his defensive talismans in a desperate attempt to protect himself.
However, the Golden Qi, taking the form of a spear, obliterated his defenses and slamd into the chest of the flaming mage, sending him flying backwards.
"Don’t kill them! and Leave the sword mage to ," Terran intervened.
"Relax, I’m not that bloodthirsty. I have no interest in cutting my stay here short. Plus, I won the bet fair and square when I predicted that the light elent mage would attack you in a fit of rage first., You chose the fla mage, so deal with it."
" They’re all mine," the Centaur prince declared, opening his hands wide and shrugging his shoulders, as if suggesting he had no choice but to take responsibility for Terran’s ss.
With those words, the Centaur prince turned his attention to the other mages, sending spear-shaped Qi towards them, after recreatimg the sa move four tis.
It was evident that the Centaur prince looked down on the ( Low) Tier 8 mages.
Only an extraordinary mage like Alfred could make the Centaur prince serious.
But Now that he had assimilated force into his attacks, surpassing even Alfred, it was clear that Alfred could not match up to him and might even end up losing if they fought again.
The four mages banded together, devising a coordinated defense strategy, and luckily for them they were able to make the attack against them rebound back.
but the Centaur Phantom Image, which had kept its hands folded all this while, snorted contemptuously.
Pointing its right hand towards the mages, the four spear-shaped Qi changed course in mid-air, homing in on the mages and dismantling their combined defense, with incredible power.
There previously unbreakable defence shattered under the force, as a flicker of dark green fla danced at the spears tip.
The image of the impaled flaming mage was recreated as they all flew away.
Terran couldn’t help but shiver in fear as he looked at the phantom image of the Huge Centaur.
During their previous fights, the Centaur Prince had not been able to summon a phantom image.
But now, just by observing the Tier 8 fight, he had comprehended how to summon his own phantom image and increase his powers several fold.
Terran felt a sickening feeling in his stomach as he witnessed the Prince growth.
The only solace he had was that the Centaur Prince had failed to awaken a domain.
Like Terran, this was his only compensation, as neither of them possessed a domain.
Although he knew that only Tier 8 individuals were capable of creating a domain to match their elent, he still found joy in the fact that the centaur prince couldn’t summon it.
Losing that hope would an losing any claim to his genius status, as the centaur have broken all he believed in just by being born as a High ranking Being.
"I’ve settled it all, now let’s go get the person you ca for!" Seven exclaid.
"Such is not going to happen!"
An icy voice pierced through the air as a mage in a sky blue robe appeared before them.
His face was veiled by fog as he stood confidently with hands behind his back, exuding an aura of supre expert.
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