Magus Supremacy-Chapter 254: Direct Confrontation!

Just as the Wysteria squad were getting their asses handed to them, far away, deep within a conjured battlefield, Captain Amir faced off against the scarred general from the Drakesville Kingdom—each man trapped in the confines of Amir's summoned domain.

And Amir, for all his strength, was in quite the bind.

From thin air—no, from a glowing, ancient rune—the scarred man had conjured a small army: eighty massive, wolf-like beasts, their snarling maws filled with serrated bone-teeth, each creature wielding crude bone hammers gripped between their claws like brutal warriors.

In retaliation, Amir summoned the pinnacle of his Creation Magic: Titanforge, his living war construct, known only by one name—Aegiron.

Now, inside the shimmering, enclosed domain, the stage was set for a devastating clash. Steel would meet fang. Magic would battle might.

"Go," the scarred general murmured darkly, his voice like a growl under thunder.

The beasts roared and charged, their collective rumble shaking the ground as they surged toward Amir.

"Smash," Amir commanded with an air of calm authority.

Aegiron surged forward, its titanic frame thundering across the earth. With a mighty swing of its massive war hammer, it struck the ground.

The resulting shockwave was catastrophic—tearing open the land like parchment, sending several wolves flying backward, claws scraping futilely against broken rock.

With one thunderous step, Aegiron crushed over a dozen beasts beneath its massive foot, their yelps silenced in a sickening crunch.

Others lunged through the air, their bone hammers arcing downward. They struck the golem's metallic frame with enough force to shatter stone, yet the blows bounced off harmlessly. Aegiron took a step back, unfazed, as the battle intensified.

With the construct momentarily occupied, a group of wolves redirected their attention toward Amir. One leapt at him, its hammer already mid-swing.

Amir spun his own hammer in fluid circles, the air whistling with each pass. As the wolf lunged, Amir twisted sharply on his heel, dodging with precise finesse.

Then, propelling himself upward, he brought his hammer down like a meteor—smashing into the wolf's skull with devastating force. The creature's head exploded in a mist of bone and blood.

Another wolf came from the front. A second appeared behind.

Both struck simultaneously.

But Amir was quicker.

A shield materialized behind him just in time to absorb the first strike. Without hesitation, he kicked the shield with a burst of force, sending it flying into the wolf behind—slamming the creature to the ground with a loud crack.

Spinning on instinct, he brought his hammer around to block the front wolf's strike. Their weapons collided, sending out a shockwave that rattled the bones of the dead and alive alike.

"Eat this!" Amir roared. A long, sleek spear of metal shot forth from his palm, piercing through the wolf's head and creating a gaping hole.

'A level 8 beast isn't a problem…' Amir thought, ducking under another strike and plunging a jagged sword into the belly of the next wolf, slicing it wide open. 'But a swarm of them? That's trouble. And my mana's fading fast…'

He glanced at the edges of his domain—it was fading. The once vibrant barrier had dulled, colors draining like a dying flame. Cracks spidered across its transparent shell.

'Can't hold this domain much longer…'

With renewed urgency, Amir swung his foot, now sheathed in solid steel, into a wolf's throat.

The blow shattered its neck and sent out a shockwave, knocking nearby beasts off balance.

"Aegiron!" he bellowed.

The construct obeyed instantly, slamming its hammer into the ground once more. The resulting blast sent wolves flying like rag dolls. Aegiron then raised its shield toward Amir.

"Here we go!" Amir shouted, spinning and launching his metal hammer with terrifying speed.

It broke the sound barrier—twice—before crashing into Aegiron's shield.

BOOM!

The collision sent a dome of concussive energy rippling across the domain. Wolves froze mid-leap, stunned as the force disrupted their senses.

Amir raised his hand. His hammer obeyed.

It zipped through the battlefield like lightning, smashing into wolves one after another, cracking skulls and tearing flesh. Finally, it returned to his grip.

With a primal yell, Amir soared into the air and slammed the hammer into the ground, unleashing an eruption of razor-sharp metal shrapnel in every direction.

The shards pierced through the remaining wolves, ending their lives in an explosion of steel and silence.

Amir collapsed to his knees, chest heaving, sweat pouring from his brow. Blood streamed from multiple wounds, his arms trembling.

Aegiron let out a low metallic groan before crumbling into a heap of shattered steel and fading runes. The magic flickered out like a dying star, and the domain shattered around them—glass breaking against reality.

"I guess our mana reserves gave out at the same time," the scarred general muttered. His arms were folded, his tone almost amused as he observed the broken but defiant Amir.

"I always thought the only real threats would be your Emperor's direct subordinates... but you held your ground. I'm impressed."

"Quit your rambling," Amir growled, hoisting his hammer with what little strength he had left. "Let's finish this."

"Sure, sure… We'll finish this." The man grinned, then tapped the ground lightly with his boot.

A bone hammer lying half-buried in rubble leapt into the air. He snatched it and twirled it experimentally.

"I need a weapon, after all," he said, flexing his fingers and eyeing the battlefield. Carnage lay in every direction.

'Out of mana. Injured. So is he,' the scarred general mused, touching the blood that streamed from a gash on his forehead. 'He's bleeding all over too.'

Amir's robe hung in tatters—half blown off his body, soaked in blood and sweat. His once-brown hair was now stained a deep crimson, sticky with dried gore.

His face was a tapestry of injuries—deep cuts, bruises, and scars etched into his flesh. Even the remains of his robe and inner garments were streaked with red.

"Tsk," Amir hissed, his eyes burning with resolve. "You just gonna stand there, or what?"

"Was just considering the best way to kill you without humiliating you," the scarred man smirked, twirling his hammer one last time.

"You wish!"

Amir burst forward, sprinting at full speed, every muscle screaming with effort.

The scarred general met him head-on. They collided in the center of the ruined battlefield.

CLANG!

Their hammers struck with a cataclysmic boom, energy rippling outward. Buildings on the fringes of the domain collapsed like brittle ruins. The ground beneath them cracked like dry earth in a drought.

Both men leapt back, landing with practiced grace.

A dark smirk played on the general's lips. "Impressive strength... again!"

Without another word, both warriors charged once more, aiming not just to defeat each other—

—but to annihilate everything around them.

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