SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

Chapter 395 Dirty Schemes!

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"Impossible"

One of the fighters gasped, his voice barely audible over the roar of the wind.

"He broke through the first layer like it was nothing!"

The commander, who had mocked Kent's "fools' tricks," stood in stunned silence, his face drained of color as he watched Kent's chariot blaze a trail toward the heart of the formation.

As the chariot sped through the gap created by Kent's arrow, Fatty expertly maneuvered it, keeping pace with Kent's instructions. With each pass, the chariot circled the formation, and every time Kent's feet touched Fatty's shoulder, they found a new weak point in the formation's defenses.

Instead of directly moving in, the chariot was moving between outer two circles and crumbling the defense into pieces.

Troops scrambled to reform their lines, to counter the seemingly unstoppable force that was Kent, but their efforts were futile. The sky continued to rumble ominously, and the winds howled louder, as if nature itself was siding with Kent.

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"Prepare the next line of defense! Don't let him advance any further! Use the Yantra Spells!" another commander yelled, but his words were drowned out by the sounds of battle, the cries of the wounded, and the roars of the divine beasts pulling Kent's chariot.

Simon, watching from the center of the formation, felt his earlier anger morph into cold, paralyzing frustration. As he gripped the crystal conch tighter, his eyes burning with desperation, he knew that the real battle was only just beginning.

"I got this spear from the Spirit Realm, forged by the Yogic Sage himself. It can shatter anything. But it can only be used once. Go to the Blue Planet immediately and use this against that upstart who dares to ruin my son's legacy." Jason said to the 9th realm head, his voice low and dangerous.

The Ninth Realm head swallowed hard, his eyes flickering between the spear and Jason's furious gaze. He knew what was being asked of him—no, what was being demanded of him.

Death is certain for anyone who dares to attack people on blessed land now. To use this spear meant certain death for anyone and he would be breaking the sacred laws by attacking someone there. But as he hesitated, he felt the full weight of Jason's rage.

Jason's eyes narrowed, and he stepped closer, his voice a harsh whisper. "Do you understand what's at stake here? My son's future, the future of the 9 realms! If you fail me, I'll not only take your life but also the lives of everyone you hold dear. Do exactly as I say, or face my wrath."

The Ninth Realm head felt a shiver run down his spine. He knew Jason was not a man to make empty threats. With a helpless look, he nodded, accepting the spear with trembling hands. "I will do as you command, Lord Jason," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

As the Ninth Realm head turned to leave, Ryon Lionheart, who had been silently observing from the side, finally spoke up. "Are you sure about this? That young arch-mage is still far away from reaching Simon, but sending the 9th realm head to his death..."

Jason cut him off with a sharp glance. "Ryon, I won't let anyone stand in Simon's way. Not arch-mage, not the gods, not anyone. That spear will ensure his demise, and with it, Simon's path to glory will be secured."

Ryon didn't argue. He too saw the potential danger Kent posed, and deep down, he understood Jason's desperation. But there was a nagging doubt, a fear that this reckless action might have far-reaching consequences.

The Ninth Realm head, now fully committed to his task, left the Seventh Realm with a heavy heart. Using the teleportation points and flying Yantras, he rushed toward the Blue Planet, his mind racing with fear and resignation. He knew that if he failed, his entire family would be wiped out.

And yet, as he sped toward his destination, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was walking into his doom, that the battle he was about to join would be his last.

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