Strongest Mage with the Lust system-Chapter 775: Barren Rivervale

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BANG!!

An explosion went off between them, which sent powerful shockwaves rippling outwards that caused everyone at and below the Monarch realm, excluding the Old Witch, whose eyes narrowed into slits, to close their eyes and defend themselves.

When the shockwaves ebbed and they were finally able to see, their eyes also narrowed because one of their strongest Monarchs—the khaki-robed man—had lost his right hand, with which he had picked Xyrus up.

Not only that, from his neck to all the way down to his lower abdomen, his flesh and muscles had corroded, revealing his bones and inner organs that also seemed to have been injured.

His face was pale, and blood was flowing out of his mouth, but despite his badly mangled state, the glow in his eyes didn't lessen; in fact, they only seemed to glow brighter now, but unlike before, they were decidedly chilly.

As for Xyrus, he had gone completely pale as if he had no blood in his body. Also, his breathing was very strained. Clearly, whatever ability or technique he used had completely drained him, or it seemed so at least.

He, however, didn't care about it at all and was staring at the khaki-robed man with disbelief clear in his widened eyes.

Not only did he manage to avoid being killed by his strongest ability, but he also…

He looked down at his chest and saw a large, gaping hole dripping with a minor amount of blood and pieces of his heart.

He looked at the khaki-robed man and asked, his voice unlike someone who was on the verge of death. "What's your name?"

The khaki-robed man contemplated for a moment, clearly not wanting to tell him, but then he looked at his missing hand and said, "People call me Monarch Robert."

Xyrus nodded. "You are very strong, Robert."

Robert didn't respond, and Xyrus turned his head toward the golden-haired man standing in some distance, his lips curling up in a miserable and hateful smile. "You are seeing this, Rivervale?"

He said while pointing at his heart, "I was defeated in just one exchange after he got serious. My strength, which is one of the strongest among Monarch realm experts of this caged land, doesn't amount to much in front of them. Cough!"

Suddenly he coughed, his eyes becoming hazy and his body swaying, "...You should stop hesitating now, shouldn't you? We have to… break out of this…"

Thud!

Mid-sentence, he fell down on his back, his lifeless eyes staring at the sky with a longing look as he raised his hand toward it. But then he seemed to have lost the last bit of his strength, and his hand fell down as the last word he would ever say echoed like a whisper.

"...Cage."

Banner Rivervale stared at Xyrus' dead body in a daze. He didn't even react when the old witch and Monarch Robert appeared on his either side, grabbing toward him to incapacitate him.

From their conversation, they understood Banner was still undecided, and that was why there weren't many monarch realm experts in their coalition.

Old Witch's palm was glowing with an ominous energy within which several illusory, screaming faces could faintly be seen. As for Robert, his hand had turned into a stone, radiating a heavy pressure.

Given how strong Robert was, the old witch couldn't be too much weaker than him. So, they thought it was a foregone conclusion that Banner would be incapacitated.

The reason they thought like this even after seeing Xyrus suddenly become stronger was because he was a blood demon, a race known for their mysterious and unorthodox ways. And while he managed to harm Robert quite a bit, it was mostly because Robert had underestimated him because everyone in this forsaken land was, honestly, quite weak by their standards, and thus he was taken off guard.

But Banner, he was a human. Even if he was hiding his strength, without good enough techniques and limited resources of the forsaken land, he would still be weaker than Xyrus.

Even if that was not the case and he turned out to be stronger than Xyrus, with both of them acting simultaneously, even that wouldn't be much of a problem. At most, they would have to reveal their real strength.

However, what happened next was completely out of their expectations.

Zoop~

Their hands landed on his shoulders, or they should have landed, but instead, they went through him as though he wasn't there.

Their pupils constricted and their divine senses flared. Immediately, they looked up and saw him standing in the sky among his group, looking down at Xyrus' corpse.

Robert took a deep breath, his expression turning solemn: "A spatial mage, how rare!"

Old Witch's expression also changed, but she was clearly thinking something different than Robert because there was a greedy glint in her murky eyes.

Finally, Banner Rivervale turned his gaze away from Xyrus' corpse and looked at them before looking at the temple.

"Senior, do you really want us to cause a massacre?"

Sigh!

Inside the temple, when the Old Witch and Robert moved to attack Banner, the middle-aged man in pristine white robes sitting cross-legged beside the ten-foot-tall golden stele sighed.

Then a few moments later, he heard Banner's question and sighed again, this time with a hint of pity.

He didn't blame him and others for trying to break out of the forsaken land. If he were in his shoes, he would have tried to do the same. After all, there weren't many resources to cultivate properly and pursue the peak. Not only that, they were sealed with a dormant calamity that—when it erupted—would annihilate them all.

Unfortunately, apart from feeling pity, he couldn't do anything. He was just a Watcher, a guard, after all.

Just as he was about to respond and tell him that their efforts were futile, his gaze flicked to the formation in front of him.

'Hm?' When he felt the Golden Stele vibrate and activate the formation, he frowned.

'An unauthorized access?'

His expression darkened. This was bad.

Outside the temple, Banner's patience was about to run out when he felt an extremely faint fluctuation in the space and his eyes flashed.

Reacting almost instantly, he took out an ancient-looking golden, round ball and grabbed it with both his hands before closing his eyes, his mana and aura suddenly surging without stopping.

Everyone looked at him in surprise while Robert and the Old Witch looked at him in confusion. 'Is he… trying to find the spatial tunnel?'

'Naive!'

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This thought had just appeared in their minds when they saw an unassuming middle-aged man in white robes suddenly appear in front of Banner.

He felt somewhat familiar to them for a moment before they realized who he was and their expressions changed drastically.

He was their sole superior in this forsaken land, the head Watcher and a Quasi-Supreme mage. If he felt the need to take action himself, this meant Barren was… But that shouldn't be possible even if he was talented in spatial magic.

Unless…

Both their expressions changed drastically as they realized what had happened.

'Fortunately, Senior has acted otherwise—'

They had just sighed in relief seeing the head Watcher about to capture Barren when the situation changed once again.

Fwish!