A Journey That Changed The World

Chapter 1052: I Won’t Be Long

Archer continued to rinse his mana before letting it recover. While doing this, he didn’t realize that it was causing chaos. The special agents assigned to him by Elizabeth had been keeping people away from the house.

As he relaxed in the garden, he felt his mana pool slowly expanding, causing him to try to open a Gate to Thrylos, but it just flickered to life before he blacked out, causing Maeve and Nyx to panic. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

They rushed over to him, and the dragon woman sighed as she spoke, “He used all his mana again, but I can feel it getting stronger.”

Maeve giggled before she and the other woman returned to their meditation, remaining close by to keep an eye on him. An hour later, Archer gradually regained consciousness as his mana replenished, though he felt dizzy and disoriented.

‘My head is spinning,’ he thought, ‘but I have to get used to it.’

Afterward, Archer continued to replenish his mana, but he soon stopped as the headache intensified. He stood up and went inside, yawning as he entered the kitchen. Sitting down at the counter, he pulled out a hotdog and ate.

While sitting there, Elizabeth texts him. [Arch! A few attacks are happening in the north. Can you deal with it, please?]

Archer sighed before replying as he stood up. [I’ll finish up the Swarm now; it shouldn’t take too long, but you owe me, Liza]

Once he texted the older woman back, he stepped outside and noticed Ashoka sitting next to Maeve. He smiled when he saw this and said, “Ladies, I will destroy the remaining Swarm bases. I won’t be long.”

They exchanged agreements and goodbyes, after which Archer summoned his wings and took off into the sky, flying north. Below him, he spotted hundreds of cars traveling along various roads.

Archer directed his flight toward the national forest that Elizabeth had mentioned. As he soared through the sky, he received another text, and a smile spread across his face when he saw it was a selfie from the older woman, taken from above while she sat in her office.

The angle revealed her seductive cleavage, causing him to respond. [Once I finish up here, I’m coming to ravage you]

Following that, Archer continued flying until arriving above a massive forest that stretched in all directions. He used Aura Detector to scan the park and found the tunnel from which the Swarm was coming.

‘Here we go, now I can get some free experience and deal with these annoying creatures,’ he thought excitedly.

Archer flew toward the gaping hole and dove into it, preparing his magic as he descended toward the ground below. As he approached, Ratlings and Rat Ogres emerged from the shadows, their menacing forms ready to attack.

Without hesitation, he unleashed Eldritch Blast, sending a surge of energy slamming into the horde of monsters, scattering them in all directions. Explosions rang out, causing the tunnel to shake as rocks crushed the creatures below.

Archer landed with a thunderous crash, the impact shaking the ground beneath him. He took a deep breath, then unleashed a torrent of violet fire that swept over the remaining monsters.

The flames roared as they engulfed the Swarm’s creatures, reducing them to ash in moments. Satisfied, Archer watched as the battlefield cleared, the last monsters disintegrating in the blaze.

Following that, he continued down the tunnel while killing a group of Blightborns who rushed out of a side passage and crashed into him. Archer used his claws to cut them down as they tried to bite him.

He tore them in two, causing the two pieces of body to drop to the ground with a thud. More rushed out, but Archer cast Crown of Stars and took them out with small violet blasts that burned a hole through their heads.

Once Archer killed the monsters, he moved cautiously through the dimly lit tunnels, the air thick with dampness and the faint scent of earth. His footsteps echoed against the stone walls, their surfaces slick with moisture.

“The Swarm have made their home here for a while.’

The faint glow of his violet mana cast eerie shadows along the jagged passageways. As he ventured deeper, he spotted ancient markings etched into the walls, signs of a long-forgotten civilization.

‘So there was life before the era the humans know about,’ Archer thought with a curious expression.

A distant scurrying sound caught his attention. He paused, listening intently, readying his magic as his eyes scanned the darkness ahead. The tunnels seemed alive with hidden dangers, yet the mystery pulled him further, curiosity driving him forward.

As Archer ventured deeper into the underground, a disturbing thought crossed his mind- could there be a hidden base down here? His curiosity grew with each step, but soon, his focus shifted to the unsettling sight before him.

Scattered across the ground were human skeletons, their bones eerily exposed. Kneeling, he picked one up, turned it over, and examined its jagged edges, “They’ve been eating people,” he realized, a chill running down his spine as he studied the gruesome evidence.

While Archer studied the bone, his vision blurred, his surroundings warping until he suddenly found himself standing in Michelle’s garden; the air was thick with smoke, and the ground trembled as explosions erupted nearby.

Disoriented, he scanned the scene, his heart pounding. Before fully figuring out what was happening, he spotted Maeve crashing through a building before slamming into the ground with a heavy thud.

A roar split the air as Nyx, in her dragon form, was locked in a fierce struggle with some unseen force and was sent flying into the surrounding structures by a thunderous blast. Archer’s frustration flared when seeing this.

His anger rising, he sprinted toward Maeve, only to be interrupted by the sudden appearance of Ashoka, locked in combat with another Terravian-this one much larger, its towering frame dwarfing the warrior as they clashed in a violent whirlwind of power.

Archer watched as the battered and bloodied tiger-woman fought against the massive Terravian. Her once graceful movements had slowed, and she was barely holding herself together, bruises and cuts marring her body.

Buildings around her lay in ruins, debris littering the battlefield, a testament to the brutal fight she had endured. Despite her weakening state, she managed to deflect the creature’s relentless punches with a quick swipe of her claws.

For a brief moment, her eyes met Archer’s, a flicker of recognition and desperation in her gaze as she struggled to maintain her footing. He rushed forward as the Terravian went to punch again and blocked it, causing a shockwave to send Ashoka flying.

Archer didn’t hesitate. With fury driving him, he launched himself at the massive Terravian, trading savage blows with the beast. Every punch sent shockwaves rippling through the air, the force of each impact reverberating in his bones.

‘What is this monster? It’s taking every single strike like it’s nothing!’

Pain surged through his body, but Archer ignored the ache as the creature stood its ground, seemingly unshaken by the brutal exchange. Gritting his teeth, frustration building, he

started using his mana.

Energy flowed to his fist, igniting it with a violet glow. With a roar of effort, he slammed it into the creature’s chest. The impact sent the Terravian hurtling across town, crashing through buildings and leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.

As the dust settled and the Terravian lay in ruins far across the town, Archer stood there, gasping for breath. Blood trickled from his mouth as he coughed, his body battered from the

battle.

He wiped his chin, trying to steady himself when Nyx appeared beside him, limping and wounded, but her presence was still commanding. Her voice was strained but urgent. “That thing… it was created to fight your husband,” she revealed, her eyes locked onto his. “You have to go beyond, Archer. You need to beat this thing.”

Archer looked at the dragon woman before smiling as he spoke, “Help the others. This will be the last battle with the Terravian. It seems like this creature is their backup plan. Now their

leader is dead.”

Nyx gave Archer a firm nod before hobbling toward Maeve and Ashoka, who were slowly recovering from their brutal fight. He wasted no time, sprinting toward the Terravian, who was already charging at him with renewed fury.

The ground trembled beneath their feet as they collided again, exchanging savage blows with raw power. As the fight raged on, the creature’s twisted smile broke through, its voice rumbling like thunder.

“I was created to kill the White Demon,” it growled, eyes burning with purpose. “And that’s

exactly what I’ll do.”

Archer couldn’t help but laugh, his voice echoing with defiance. “Many have tried,” he spat, meeting the creature’s gaze. “I welcome your fight.”

He quickly lunged forward, meeting the Terravian’s massive fist with his own. The impact sent a shockwave through the air, the force of their collision shattering nearby windows. He ducked under the next strike before driving an explosive punch into the creature’s ribs.

The Terravian staggered but retaliated swiftly, its clawed hand swiping across his chest, leaving a deep gash. Grimacing in pain, Archer summoned mana to his hands, causing them to

glow searingly.

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