Earth's Greatest Magus

Chapter 971 Giving Up

It was such a chaotic 4 hours for the acolytes and survivors alike, and the first Spatial Gate jump for the Platoon 3’s convoy was finally finished.

As soon as Emery walked out of the Spatial Gate and stepped his feet at the east coast of the continent, he was immediately greeted by the sight of a seemingly endless amount of people moving eastward towards the narrow corridor that existed between the seas.

The scene wasn’t desolate to sound, as one would expect from gathering such a number. Many cried and sobbed, terrified by what they had just experienced. After all, running across an active battlefield was not a pleasant memory to have, especially when one saw thousands of gruesome corpses and witnessed those they knew die before their very eyes.

Emery saw Klea was fighting in the air together with Gerri as well as a dozen other acolytes. The group worked in tandem and gave their all to stop the approaching horde of Flyers from reaching the moving survivors.

Others also didn’t remain idle as they tried to shoot down the Abyss creatures from the ground. However, there were simply too many Abyss creatures around for the limited number of acolytes to handle, and thus Emery had to watch dozens of survivors die every second.

The worst thing that made him grit his teeth tightly was the fact that he could not stop and help. Emery couldn’t even cast his Mineralized Warrior summon to help as he needed all of his Spirit Pool to quickly cast the next Spatial Gate.

Both Emery and Orion didn’t immediately try to open the next gate, as they needed to rest for a while to gather their depleted energy. As for Emery specifically, his body condition was deteriorating because of the side effects of Orion’s Divine spell.

Thankfully, Emery wasn’t a normal acolyte. He was able to depend on his Fey wolf’s innate regenerative ability to heal his condition faster than normal. Moreover, he also did not rely on his body’s innate talent alone. Currently, he used [Nature Grasp] to refill his empty Spirit Pool.

Emery ignored what happened in his surroundings and focused his entire concentration on healing back to his peak state. He had absolutely no time to waste. The situation that Platoon 3 was in would only get worse with each passing moment, and time was running out for them.

As he was sitting in the lotus position and grasping the spirit energy of the planet that existed in the surrounding area, Emery suddenly felt something that made him open his closed eyes. It came from the west.

At the same time, the wooden creature attached to his arm, let out a bright light. The spirit being seemed to have something to say, and once again, it spoke through the connection he had with Twik.

“What is happening?” Emery didn’t just ask for the sake of asking. There was a certain premonition that rose within him, especially recalling that the stage 7 Royal Centipede was heading towards west earlier.

Once again, a bright light appeared and engulfed his mind. Just like before, Emery was swiftly presented with a sight of things happening on the other side of the planet as if he were there physically.

It was an image of a familiar scene. A massive horde of Abyss creatures was charging towards the Platoon 2’s transport vessel without regard for their lives.

Emery saw that there were only two dozen acolytes standing right outside the construct, resisting the relentless onslaught of the horde. Among them he saw Zack and Vida, who were slaying every Abyss creature in their way while thousands of survivors were running to enter the transport vessel that had opened.

However, Emery knew that thing was coming when the ground began to shake violently. A moment later, the tremor reached its breaking point as the Royal Centipede’s body shot out of the ground right next to the construct.

The last thing Emery saw before everything turned dark was the sight of Zach fighting in his full Dragon Transformation form, trying to stop the stage 7 Abyss creature from doing what it wanted.

“What happened, Emery?” said Orion, who seemed to be ready to proceed for the next Spatial Gate, when he noticed Emery’s peculiar expression.

Emery, however, didn’t reply to his question because he was lost in thought. Moments later, his expression changed for the worse as he realized an alarming fact.

He realized that the creature was able to reach Platoon 2 base which was halfway around the planet in less than five hours. Apparently, it was determined not to let the transport vessel go. As such, it would most likely head for Platoon 1’s transport vessel after destroying Platoon 2’s.

With this realization, Emery looked at his device and saw how much time remained.

[4 hours 55 minutes] ʀᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛʀs ᴀᴛ . ᴏʟʏ.

Looking at the remaining time, it was apparent that the transport vessel had been accessible for entry an hour ago. Suddenly, Emery was worried that the Nephilim would be ahead of schedule and depart from the planet, especially if they knew about the dangers that were coming their way.

Realizing this possibility, Emery understood that he really could not waste any more time. Without further ado, he cast [Spatial Gate], 1000 miles away, towards the end of the end of the narrow corridor – where the entrance to the eastern continent was precisely.

This time, it was the group led by Roran that would enter the Spatial Gate and clear the path for the others. In the meantime, Julian’s group would swiftly take over the role the other party had left.

Despite their limited numbers and accumulated exhaustion, they still did their best to defend the sea of ​​survivors waiting for the signal to proceed. Emery could tell that there were far fewer of them than they had been at the start. At least a third of them have disappeared.

When he opened the next Spatial Gate, Emery saw what was on the other side and his face grew darker.

A much larger horde of Abyss creatures swarmed the coast of the eastern continent.

The previously confident Roran suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned his head towards Emery. “I don’t think we can make it, Emery. With our current number, it’s simply not possible.”

Seeing the Harlight prince’s apparent hesitation, Emery had no other words. He gritted his teeth and let go of one of his hands, focusing the channeling of his Spatial Gate spell with only one arm. Because of that, he was struggling as he stepped into the Spatial Gate.

“I will open the path for you!” said Emery, trying to convince, Emery didn’t say anything else and just entered the Spatial Gate.

As soon as Emery stepped out of the Spatial Gate, thousands of Abyss creatures immediately charged towards him. Seeing this, Emery raised his remaining arm and was about to cast an AoE spell.

However, just as he was about to cast the spell, his spirit core suddenly turned chaotic.

“Urrghh!!”

Apparently, it was impossible for the current Emery to cast a second spell while he was maintaining a complex and powerful spell like [Spatial Gate].

Seeing the hordes of vicious creatures continue to rapidly approach him, Emery couldn’t help but laugh bitterly and said, “Is this finally the limit?”

All of a sudden, Emery felt something dart to where he was at an unbelievably fast speed. Therefore, he raised his eyes to the sky to see what it was. His eyes widened when he saw a familiar glowing vessel.

The next moment, a familiar female voice entered his mind, “Welcome to the eastern continent.”