Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe

Chapter 256 Command

"Adam!" Edward reached out to grab him but was unable to. He could only helplessly stare as his friend got swallowed by the horde of beasts. Lisa was so stunned, she couldn't even believe what she was seeing.

The other Magi in the unit were also equally surprised, apparently not having expected their leader to do such a thing to a newcomer suddenly.

"Boss, was that really necessary? Now, I have to go down there and save his useless ass," a stout dwarf with long, ginger hair grumbled.

"Useless ass?" Esmond glanced at the dwarf and scoffed. "Farald, don't look down on him just 'cause he's a kid. He would eat you for breakfast."

Farald, the dwarf, was taken aback. "You think so highly of him?"

"Look for yourself," Esmond smirked.

Beyond the wall, the magical beasts were desperately trying to scale the wall. They were stomping over one another without care for consequences.

The place where Adam had fallen was already overrun with beasts, his figure nowhere in sight.

Suddenly…

Rank 1 Spell: Mold Earth!

A dozen earthen spikes erupted from the ground and viciously impaled the beasts, each spike skewering two or more beasts.

In the clearing created by this spell, Adam crouched with his palms pressed against the ground, his breathing panicky and his eyes darting around, looking for any incoming danger.

Sensing this abnormal change, the surrounding beasts turned their attention toward him. The next moment, they madly charged in his direction with intense killing intent.

Seeing this, Adam took deep breaths and calmed his heart. His dark pupils constricted as his spiritual power churned like a raging sea. His lips parted and he coldly muttered a single word.

"Halt."

Rank 1 Spell: Command!

The moment that word escaped his lips, the incoming magic beasts in the range of his vision suddenly stopped in their tracks, as if complying with the order of their king!

This spell belonged to the School of Enchantment. The caster spoke a one-word command to an enemy within range and the enemy was forced to oblige, albeit momentarily. This was a very powerful Rank 1 Spell, to say the least.

Of course, this one-word command had to be something simple. If the caster said 'die', then it would be nigh-impossible for the spell to affect the target. After all, such a command completely went against the target's intent.

Furthermore, Adam's spiritual power was much more powerful compared to others of the same rank. So this spell from the School of Enchantment was extremely potent in his hands.

After all, the School of Enchantment did belong to the spiritual aspect of magic!

Seeing the beasts momentarily immobilized, Adam cast yet another spell to make sure that nothing would hinder him when he went to feast. He took out two blue crystals from his Holding Pouch and crushed them in his palms.

Then, he weaved hand signs and finally cast his spell.

Rank 1 Spell: Frost Bolt!

Adam waved his hands and hurled a mass of ice energy at the feet of the beasts. Now, all the magical beasts had frozen in place. Quite literally.

Seeing this, Adam's lips curled up into a menacing grin. He crouched slightly and lowered his body, reading his hands as he shaped them into claws. The next moment, he dashed in the midst of these incapacitated beasts.

BOOM!

A loud and resonant sound echoed in this part of the battlefield, making everyone's heart skip a beat and turn their heads in the direction of the youth.

Torn limbs and decapitated heads flew everywhere as Adam mauled through the army of beasts. With a simple punch and a kick, the vicious beasts would be viciously obliterated. Such was the raw strength that resided in his body.

This was the Way of the tyrant!

The grin on Adam's face became wider and wider. Ahh, I feel it. I feel it!

In the depths of the mysterious white space, orbs of light were popping up as if they were bamboo shoots during springtime. After he had confirmed this, Adam's actions became even more ferocious as he slaughtered every beast around him.

However, he made sure that he didn't move too far away from the city wall and became unreachable by any reinforcements.

At the top of the northeast wall, Esmond watched this spectacle unfold with a broad grin on his face. "Heh, see what I mean?"

The members of Esmond's units were stunned seeing Adam's performance, especially Farald, who considered himself an expert at close-quarter combat. But seeing the raven-haired youth, he felt like he couldn't even hold a candle to him.

"What a madman!" The ginger-haired dwarf spoke incredulously.

"I'm going as well." Edward solemnly spoke and jumped off the wall, surprising everyone present. Blue lightning crackled around his body as he made his way toward Adam, frying any magic beast that came his way with the power of his lightning.

Esmond glanced at him and smirked. And then there's this boy too. Tested to have a B-grade talent, but all his actions state otherwise… Both he and Adam are truly monsters.

"Edward, no!" Lisa followed after him but was suddenly stopped by Esmond.

"Not you, young lady."

"Why?!" Lisa frowned deeply.

Esmond's eyes narrowed and he muttered coldly, "Because I said so."

Lisa's body shuddered and she immediately lowered her head. For a moment, she had forgotten that she was now Esmond's subordinate.

Esmond's voice softened and he stated, "Based on those two's track records, they are Magi who greatly excel at close-

quarter combat. However, from what I've read about you, you shine the most at long-range support. So you must stay on the wall."

Lisa clenched her fists and nodded reluctantly. "Yes, sir."

"Good." Esmond then looked at Farald. "Go ahead. Join them."

"Hoho, thought you'd never asked!" Farald grinned. He then brandished his war hammer and jumped off the wall, making his way toward Adam and Edward.

"The rest of you provide support," Esmond instructed.

"Yes, boss!"

As everyone manned their respective stations, Esmond shifted his gaze away from the battlefield to the forest beyond. His vision seemed to cross countless miles and land on a shadowy figure.

Esmond's eyes flashed with intense bloodlust.

Let's see how patient you are.