Earth's Greatest Magus

Chapter 2919: Final Strike

The moment Emery gave the signal, Typhon moved like a violent current of wind unleashed across the battlefield, his figure blurring and dissolving as he advanced.

The Chimera Sovereign reacted immediately, its massive claws crashing down one after another, each strike pulverizing the ground into clouds of debris and toxic vapor. The force alone was enough to shatter entire sections of the swamp, yet none of it touched its target.

Typhon simply was not there.

His form dispersed into drifting smoke at the exact moment each attack landed, only to reappear somewhere else in the next instant, closing in with frightening efficiency.

In a single breath, he had already reached the Chimera’s upper body, materializing near its neck as his palm descended with explosive force. The impact landed cleanly, sending a ripple through the abomination’s massive frame, but before he could press further, the Chimera retaliated with terrifying speed, twisting its body as a counterattack surged upward.

Typhon dissolved again.

The strike passed through nothing but mist.

Reforming at a distance, he let out a low chuckle. "It’s crazy hard indeed..."

The Chimera’s body shifted violently in response, its structure mutating once more as one of its shoulders collapsed inward before splitting open. From within, a third arm burst forward. Two elongated arms snapping outward with lethal precision.

This time—

It connected.

The massive diamond claws closed around Typhon’s form with crushing force.

"I got you!!" the Chimera roared, its voice filled with savage triumph.

But that triumph vanished as quickly as it came.

The body within its grasp dissolved instantly into smoke, slipping through its fingers like vapor carried by the wind.

Above it, Typhon reformed, laughter echoing lightly. "You think you got me? Dream on."

Enraged, the Chimera surged forward once more, its enormous body tearing across the battlefield as it chased him relentlessly. Despite its towering size, its speed remained terrifying, easily surpassing most Three Cosmos experts. Its elongated arms lashed out repeatedly, each strike distorting the air and crushing everything it touched, yet against Typhon’s profound movement technique, none of it found its mark.

He moved like an illusion—never fixed, never predictable—constantly shifting, drawing the Chimera’s focus entirely onto himself.

And that was exactly what Emery needed.

Emery steadied his breathing, tightening his grip on Excalibur as the blade trembled faintly under the pressure of the power he was about to force into it. Morgana hovered above, flames gathering once more as she prepared to support the next exchange.

"Bear with me... just once more," Emery muttered under his breath, feeling the resistance of the divine weapon.

Khaos energy surged through him, followed immediately by the savage force of his primal power. Both energies poured into his arms, converging into the blade as its radiance intensified, the air around it distorting under the sheer pressure.

He raised it.

[Star-Rending Cleave]

This time, however, the Chimera was no longer unprepared.

"You think I’ll fall for that again?!" it roared, slamming both feet into the ground with overwhelming force.

The impact shattered the terrain and sent shockwaves outward, tearing apart the creeping twilight vines before they could restrain it. The creature shifted its weight, preparing to evade the incoming attack—

—but before it could move, something massive crashed into it from behind.

A flaming figure descended like a meteor.

Crimson scales burned with intense heat as powerful claws pinned its massive frame in place. The sudden impact disrupted its balance, forcing it into a brief but critical moment of restraint.

Killgragah.

Summoned silently during Typhon’s distraction, it had been waiting for this exact opening.

The Chimera roared in fury, its limbs thrashing violently as it struggled to break free, but that moment—

Was all Emery required.

He moved.

Appearing before the restrained abomination, Excalibur descended with overwhelming force.

The first strike carved through its defensive limbs, severing them as blood erupted outward. The second followed instantly, a horizontal slash that split through its torso, tearing its massive frame apart at the waist.

By the time Emery forced the last arc of power, his entire body trembled under the strain. His muscles burned, his channels screamed, and even the divine blade resisted as if rejecting the overwhelming force being driven through it. Yet Emery did not stop. He gritted his teeth and forced his will through.

The final slash descended.

A devastating vertical cleave.

It split through the Chimera Sovereign’s head, cutting cleanly down its center as the accumulated power of all three strikes detonated within its massive body. The impact thundered across the battlefield, sending shockwaves through the shattered swamp.

By the time the final blow landed, Emery’s strength was nearly exhausted. His body trembled under the strain, his knees giving way as he dropped heavily onto the ground. His gaze still locked onto the massive abomination before him.

For a moment—

It was still.

Then—

A hoarse chuckle echoed from the torn remains.

Emery’s eyes narrowed.

Crimson threads began to emerge once more.

They seeped out from the severed edges of the Chimera Sovereign’s body, thin strands of blood-like energy stretching outward, writhing as they sought to reconnect the split halves. The threads twisted and extended, inching closer, beginning to form the bridge that would restore its body—

"Your attack is... useless...—"

The words faltered.

Heat surged.

From behind, Killgragah unleashed a torrent of blazing fire, the inferno crashing directly into the separated body before the threads could fully form. The flames surged violently between the halves, forcing them apart as the forming strands burned mid-extension, snapping before they could complete the connection.

The Chimera’s expression changed instantly.

Shock flickered across its monstrous face.

Before it could recover, Morgana descended from above, her wings blazing as she unleashed another concentrated blast. This time, the lotus flames struck directly into the exposed gap between the separated halves, their living fire spreading rapidly through the incomplete regeneration.

KABOOOOOMMM!!

The explosion tore through the battlefield, the force powerful enough to push even Killgragah back several meters as waves of flame expanded outward.

The Chimera roared.

But now—

There was pain.

The lotus flames penetrated deep into its body, slipping past its defenses and burning from within. Unlike before, the fire did not merely scorch the surface—it invaded the very core of its structure, disrupting the flow of energy that sustained its regeneration.

This was the weakness Emery had sensed.

And now it was fully exposed.

But the assault did not end there.

Even in his weakened state, Emery lifted his head and turned toward Typhon, giving a sharp nod.

Typhon responded instantly.

With a sweeping motion, he unleashed a torrent of flaming wind, a spiraling storm of heated mist and compressed energy that surged into the inferno. The moment it merged with Morgana’s cosmic flames, the entire blaze intensified, the fire driven deeper, forced through every exposed wound and into the Chimera’s core.

The effect was immediate.

The abomination convulsed violently.

Flames erupted from within its body, bursting outward as it thrashed wildly, smashing the ground in a desperate attempt to extinguish the burning. Its roar echoed across the battlefield, filled with fury—and unmistakable agony.

Its massive form began to shrink.

Not in a controlled transformation, but in a violent collapse, as though the structure of its body could no longer sustain itself. Flesh tightened unnaturally, charred layers cracking and peeling as the flames continued to burn across its surface.

What had once been a towering figure was now compressing into a distorted shape—its proportions twisted, its frame uneven, as if forcibly held together by failing power.

The fire did not fade.

From its scorched torso, two smaller arms pushed outward, tearing through the damaged flesh. Unlike its original limbs, these were jagged and bony, their structure thin and uneven, covered in dark, hardened plates that resembled exposed bone.

The Chimera Sovereign was not evolving.

It was breaking.

A damaged body trying to hold itself together.

Yet even in that state—

It refused to fall.

With a sudden, desperate surge of movement, it slammed its remaining limbs into the ground again and again, the force uneven but still destructive as the terrain fractured beneath it. Cracks spread outward as the swamp gave way, unable to endure the repeated impacts.

The ground collapsed beneath it as it forced its way into the earth, digging violently, not with precision, but with frantic intent—like a wounded creature seeking escape... or preparing something far worse beneath the surface.

"Is it trying to escape?" Morgana called from above, her voice tense.

Typhon sneered, his gaze cold. "With that size? No way."

But then—

A scream.

It came from afar.

Emery’s head snapped toward the sound.

Several hundred meters away, near the hill where Fjolnir and the Phantom Blade stood, the ground suddenly erupted. Two crimson bone arms burst forth from beneath, moving with terrifying speed as they seized both men before either could react.

They were dragged downward instantly.

"NO!!"

And in the next moment, the burning Chimera surged upward into the sky, toward the hill.

Emery stumbled forward, forcing himself to move despite the exhaustion weighing on his body.

Typhon and Morgana reacted instantly, launching into the air as they unleashed their attacks toward the abomination—flames and wind crashing toward it with full force.

But the Chimera ignored them.

Its crystallized back turned toward the incoming attacks, absorbing the impact as it landed heavily onto the ground.

Its grip tightened.

Pulling the two captives closer.

Then—

Its stomach split open.

The grotesque mouth revealed itself once more, rows of jagged teeth stretching wide as it brought Fjolnir and the Phantom Blade toward it.

Ready to devour them both.