A Journey That Changed The World

Chapter 1053: It Won’t Work Fool

With a roar, Archer slammed his burning fist into the creature’s jaw, sending it stumbling back. The Terravian snarled, wiping blood from its mouth, then charged again with terrifying speed.

The battle raged on, and he felt himself gaining the upper hand. However, he was not unscathed; the Terravian strikes were relentless, cracking his scales and drawing blood as pain racked his body.

“This is getting boring now,’ Archer thought while dodging one punch before using Mana Manipulation and striking.

A loud clap rang out when his fist connected with the creature’s chest, sending the Terravian crashing along the roar. Following that attack, he took a deep breath and hit it with a stream of violet fire.

‘Now burn motherfucker,’ he internally cheered. ‘After this I will wipe the rest of you out for hurting them.’

Once Archer finished, he dashed forward only to see the Terravian standing up, but its body was burned back. When getting close, he unleashed a combo of mana punches that damaged it so much that it couldn’t respond.

But soon, the creature caught his fist, a low chuckle escaping its lips. “I was created to withstand your strength and dragon flames. You’re no threat to me, demon.”

Flames ignited in his eyes at those words, burning with fierce determination. The two warriors clashed with relentless fury, shockwaves rippling through the air with each powerful blow.

“Yeah what about it?” he roared, adrenaline surging.

Archer felt the pain coursing through him, but he ignored it, ducking beneath a massive punch before launching himself at the monster. “If you’re made to fight me,” he declared, his voice rising above the chaos, “If you’re made to fight me, then I’ll go beyond and beat you.”

The battle erupted into chaos as the two warriors clashed, refusing to let anything stand in their way. Archer pushed through the searing pain and the ache of broken bones, continuing to rain down punches on the Terravian, which retaliated with relentless strikes of its own.

Each blow exchanged fueled their fury, and neither was willing to back down; they were determined to emerge victorious at any cost. But that’s when another Terravian appeared, causing him to back off.

“Two vs one?” Archer said while wiping blood from his lip. “Let’s go; I won’t stop until you both die.”

In the meantime, the three women stood nearby, their eyes glued to Archer as he fiercely battled the Terravians. Maeve gasped, “Our husband is getting stronger! He’s pushing beyond anything I’ve ever witnessed.”

They watched in awe as he skillfully dodged a flurry of punches, countering with swift precision. With a mighty swing of his tail, he sent one attacker sprawling, then unleashed a charged punch on the first Terravian.

Archer’s sudden attack sent it crashing into a nearby building with a thunderous crash. A wild roar escaped his lips, echoing through the chaos. The fight erupted as a violet glow radiated from his body.

“He’s injured, but he keeps fighting,” Nyx murmured, her voice a mixture of admiration and concern. “How far will he push himself?”

“Until they’re dead,” Ashoka said while readying her blade. “Maeve, circle from behind. We’re going to aid darling to take the ease off him.”

The orange-haired woman nodded, a fierce smile spreading across her face as Nyx summoned her razor-sharp claws. In unison, the three women charged forward like a whirlwind.

Ashoka moved like the wind, slicing through the legs of one of the Terravians with lethal precision. Seizing the opportunity, Archer lunged forward, sinking his teeth into one of the creature’s arms and tearing it off with a primal roar.

He followed up with a powerful kick to its chest, sending the beast crashing to the ground. Meanwhile, Nyx and Maeve confronted the second Terravian, which gave them a good fight while pushing them back.

Just when it seemed they might be overwhelmed, Archer reappeared, channeling his energy into a devastating Eldritch Blast that struck the creature squarely. Simultaneously, Maeve unleashed her thunder magic, crackling through the air to slow their enemy down. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

With a surge of anger and excitement, Archer seized the first Terravian, but it effortlessly brushed him off, its strength overwhelming. Before he could react, the creature unleashed a bizarre spell aimed directly at him.

‘Won’t work fool!’ he thought with a strained smile.

Fortunately, Anti-Magic stopped and canceled the attack but sent him flying due to the shockwave. Archer crashed into an apartment block, the impact ringing in his head like a bell. Dazed and struggling to recover, he barely registered the monstrous Terravian roaring. ‘What is it screaming about? It’s giving me a headache,’ he thought while standing up.

The air was tense as the battle raged on, and Archer steeled himself for the onslaught. Suddenly, the creature tackled him while sinking its fangs deep into his side, ripping through flesh and causing him to grit his teeth as he thought, ‘Ah fuck! That hurts.’

Pain blazed through him like fire, but he shoved it aside and ignored it while driving his elbow into the creature’s spine until it finally released him with a roar of agony. He staggered back, then delivered a powerful punch, sending the enemy stumbling.

The two continued to trade blows until blood splattered everything around them. Archer couldn’t dodge many attacks, so he accepted them while damaging the Terravian, who was struggling to keep up.

At that moment, the women sprang into action. Maeve unleashed a blast of thunder magic while Ashoka and Nyx slashed into the creature with her claws, causing the Terravian to swing wildly and manage to send the tiger woman flying through the air.

Before the creature could recover, Archer launched himself like a missile, slamming into the foe with the force of a hurricane. Wasting no time, he drove his fist into its stomach with such power that the beast hurtled into the sky.

‘I have to put everything into this attack before I collapse due to the injuries,’ he thought as his eyesight was turning blurry.

Bending low, Archer zoomed after it, grabbing the Terravian by the arm and spinning with it before flinging it back to the ground with a bone-rattling crash. His eyes burned with intensity as he landed before the dazed creature.

Channeling mana into his fist, he declared while blood poured out of him due to all the force he exerted, “Now for a lesson, beast, I will show you what awaits the rest of your race when

fighting me.”

Archer’s fist crackled with raw mana, swirling around it like a storm as his body trembled under the pressure. Locking eyes with the Terravian, he dashed forward with blinding speed. His fist connected with the creature’s chest, unleashing a shockwave that split the air.

The force was so immense that the ground beneath them cracked and splintered, the sky seeming to tremble. The Terravian’s body collapsed under his power, disintegrating into dust as the sheer power decimated it.

Archer stood amidst the chaos and muttered, “I will wipe out the Swarm! They are mine!”

He dropped to his knee while recovering but felt dizzy and needed to sit down as the mana slowly seeped into his body. While doing this, Maeve, Ashoka, and Nyx rushed over to him as The opened a Gate back to Isabella’s house.

The group stepped through the portal, emerging in the quiet home just as Archer crumpled to the floor with a heavy thud. Alarmed, the women rushed toward him, but calm yet weary

Maeve smiled softly.

“He’s just exhausted,” she assured them. “We need to let him rest.”

Following that, Michelle and Isabella appeared with worried expressions as they rushed over

to Archer. The older sister spoke first as she crouched down by his unconscious form, “Did the battle take that much out of him?”

Isabella glanced at Michelle before turning her attention to the others. Nyx stepped forward and spoke, “He burned through a lot of mana and sustained some serious injuries during the fight,” she explained. My husband needs rest but will be awake by tomorrow morning.” Ashoka and Maeve agreed with a nod before Michelle started leading them to a room as the dragon woman carried him. They made sure he was comfortable by tucking him into the

covers.

When seeing his injuries, Michelle and Isabella both paled, but Nyx offered a calming smile. “He’ll heal,” she assured them. “We’re dragons. Our healing powers are unmatched.”

The short-haired woman nodded briefly before quietly sitting down, drawing their attention. Michelle turned to her, curiosity in her voice. “What are you doing, Bel?”

“I want to stay with him for a while,” Isabella replied with a small smile. The four women nodded in agreement and quietly left the room. As they walked away,

Michelle remarked, “It seems like she’s after peace. Come on, girls, let’s make some coffee while I deal with this wrecked house.”

As the others walked out, Isabella turned to Archer with a bright smile. “Your fight was incredible,” she said, her eyes gleaming. “I’ve never seen anything like it—not even in the

movies.”

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