My Muscle System in the Mage World

Chapter 227 : Betrayal of the Alliance

As Aur swiftly dispatched one beast after another with a relentless barrage of punches, he consciously chose not to utilise the lethal artefact.

Despite knowing he could unleash even greater power, he preferred the comfort of his fists over any weapon and this was also a great way he could test his own strength and get battle experience as well.

Bang!

The force of Aur's casual punch caused the head of a wolf, towering over him, to explode into bits. He withdrew his extended fist, scanning his surroundings.

"I must have eliminated most of them," Aur thought to himself, casting a glance at Naomi, who was locked in combat with three peak mortal wolves.

Though Naomi managed to defend herself with a bell-shaped barrier, whenever she attempted to counterattack, the cunning wolves instantly launched their assault.

This relentless barrage left her with no opportunity to strike back, forcing her into a helpless defensive stance. With the constant onslaught, Naomi's mana reserves would eventually be depleted, leaving her vulnerable to a fatal outcome: Death.

Aur observed with a hint of curiosity as the three mortal wolves, at the pinnacle of mortal power, could actually relentlessly pressure a mid-tier one wizard fighting with a tier one wizard in itself was a terrifying feat.

If Naomi's strength was limited to this extent, he would be disappointed.

True to his expectations, as the wolf withdrew its claws, Naomi moved with lightning speed, her eyes flashing the lightning symbol once more within a circular pattern.

In a heartbeat, she covered a distance of at least fifty paces.

"You're finished."

Shhh!

The air crackled as Naomi conjured a ball of lightning in her hand, in her eyes there reflected an intricate pattern resembling a hammer.

With a seemingly effortless flick of her wrist, she released the ball of lightning. Despite its light trajectory, it surged toward the trio of wolves, striking them with an electric arc that instantly fried them to a crisp.

Aiken's blood gushed profusely from his mutilated right arm; the strong barbarian, leader of the nomad village, had his chest caved in while suffering from multiple injuries.

Raven, the west village leader, had her chest bare opened, and a large gaping hole in the form of a claw mark was visible. If one looked, they could even see her beating heart from there.

The small-statured man, the village leader of the east village, also sustained some injuries.

Noah could only grit his teeth helplessly when he saw the beast tide, which had completely surrounded them from all sides, while even the elders from all sides had fallen one by one.

"We have underestimated the power of this beast tide, but how is this possible? It's only been half a decade; there's no way they could have accumulated so much strength in such a short time. And the largest wolf hasn't made a single move. We've already suffered so much; if we engage in another round, then we will die."

Thoughts raced through Noah's mind as he surveyed the chaotic scene before him, his expression resolute.

"How are we going to defeat him now, Noah?" Raven asked, her brow furrowed with concern.

Noah met her gaze with impassivity, his eyes glowing with determination as a pattern appeared in his eyes and his figure was involved in a strange light, causing him to blur instantly he vanished from the place.

"Huh..." Raven seemed stunned for a moment, and the three village leaders appeared equally taken aback.

In that moment, all the surviving elders of the north village erupted with power, their figures blurring as they followed Noah's lead.

Raven's eyes widened as she realised she was a step behind, but her own eyes also flashed with a pattern as she transformed into an icy form and vanished alongside them. The elders of the West village also vanished on the spot, following suit.

Simultaneously, as she made her escape, Aiken vanished into the earth, and the surviving members of his village quickly employed their own escape method, swiftly fleeing from the palace.

"Damn it, those bastards," the Nomad Village leader cursed under his breath, his frustration palpable.

The Nomad Village leader and the East village leader were a step behind Raven and Aiken, but before they could make their move, they were startled by a deafening howl of the wolf. The sound was so intense that their eardrums burst, blood trickling from their ears in response.

"Eh," the Nomad Village leader gasped as he watched a gigantic claw moving towards him, growing larger and larger with each passing moment.