Martial Online.

"Lord Parameshwara?" Montgomery repeated the name with a confused expression on his face.

At that moment, Lord Parameshwara lowered its holy gaze upon Montgomery, and that gaze alone forced him to kneel.

"Ngh!" Montgomery's eyes shook violently in his head as he tried to resist the overwhelming power of Lord Parameshwara's gaze.

No matter what he did, he couldn't stand up. It was as if he was fighting against the power of gravity itself.

"What is this… insane strength!"

"Lord Parameshwara is Living Embodiment of my Magic Power." Beowulf proudly spread his arms wide and smiled behind the mask. "You'll see the true strength of my power now."

"Cursed!"

Montgomery panickedly did hand signs as he desperately tried to summon something.

At that moment, the ground in front of him exploded, and steam rose upward, revealing a massive and ferocious dragon.

"Red-Scaled Dragonborn!" Montgomery screamed. "Unleash your fiery breath upon the mortals!"

"Screech!" The Red-Scaled Dragonborn flapped its enormous wings and went airborne, flying directly towards the purple-skinned creature.

Beowulf reeled in his arm with his palm open, and at the same moment, Lord Parameshwara copied his movements and did the exact same action with one of its hundred arms.

"Slap it away." Beowulf casually slapped the air in front of him.

In the same moment, Lord Parameshwara shot one of its arms forward and slapped the dragon across its face with a force so powerful that it sent the dragon crashing into the ground.

CRASH!

At the place where the dragon crashed, a large crater formed in the ground, which was instantly flooded with the water of the nearby lake.

As the Red-Scaled Dragonborn was submerged below the water, it suddenly breathed out a scorching breath of fire that shot out of the water in a burst of steam and heat.

Beowulf crossed his arms in front of him, and then Lord Parameshwara copied his action and blocked the fiery breath with two of its arms.

The fiery breath dissipated into the air, leaving a trail of smoke behind.

After the smoke cleared, Lord Parameshwara's arms were unharmed.

Even the mighty attack from the dragon couldn't harm it.

"Impossible!" Montgomery shouted in disbelief as the Red-Scaled Dragonborn was his strongest summon.

It was such a powerful summon that without his current state, which made depleting his mana pool impossible, he wouldn't be able to summon it!

Because, in his ordinary state, his mana pool would be depleted in only ten seconds after summoning the dragon!

Montgomery gritted his teeth and looked at Beowulf with a hideous look.

'He must be draining his mana pool by summoning this monstrous creature, but he isn't even sweating!

'Just how big is his fucking mana pool?!

'I have no other choice. I can't defeat this Lord Parameshwara; it's far too powerful, but maybe I can defeat its summoner. It is my only choice—I have to go straight at him!'

Montgomery shot forward and flew over the water like a bullet, going straight at Beowulf!

While flying, he created several hand signs as he prepared to unleash his most powerful magic spells.

"Going straight at me, huh?" Beowulf chuckled, and he made Lord Parameshwara land a few punches at the dragon to send it back to the depths of the lake.

At the same moment, he controlled Lord Parameshwara's third arm and slapped Montgomery straight back to the ground with its enormous palm.

Montgomery coughed blood and fell to the water while the enormous hand pushed him straight to the bottom. He tried to look up to the surface but couldn't as the hand blocked his sight and made everything around him dark.

The hand was big enough to stop all the light from reaching him.

'That bastard can even control multiple arms of this creature?'

Montgomery thought panickedly.

'Many magicians have tried to create summons with multiple arms, but they've all realized the complexity and power required to control them simultaneously.

'Therefore, even if the summon had ten arms, they are usually able to control only two, so they might as well summon creatures with two arms instead, as it costs less mana.

'But this bastard is able to control three, and it is three enormous arms!

'Could it be that he is able to control all hundred arms? No, that is impossible! I refuse to believe that!'

At that moment, Lord Parameshwara wrapped its fingers around Montgomery and brought him back to the surface.

Then, it brought him straight to Beowulf, who stood with arms behind his back, a small smile on his face.

"Ngh!" Montgomery tried to break through the hold but was unable to, and he was forced to stare straight at Beowulf unwillingly.

Beowulf swiped his left hand down, and at the same moment, one of Lord Parameshwara's arms moved to the dragon and punched it straight back to the bottom of the lake.

The dragon was desperately trying to save its master but couldn't fly past Lord Parameshwara's arms.

"Rgh!" Montgomery hatefully groaned. "You've won. I've realized the vast difference in our strengths. You're my superior."

"Oh?" Beowulf raised his eyebrow in surprise. "I was honestly expecting you to be too prideful to admit your loss."

"Ngh…" Montgomery felt several of his bones break as Lord Parameshwara squeezed tighter. "Let me go! I can be your servant! I've got hundreds of years of experience and knowledge under my belt.

"And I might know how to enter Mythidom!"

"Is that so…" Beowulf chuckled. "So might I."

"W-what?" Montgomery asked in surprise.

Beowulf raised his gaze to the broken moon, where the Divine Serpent was flying and somehow fixing the moon back in its place.

"I had my doubts, but now I know for sure." He said and pointed at the moon.

Lord Parameshwara copied his action and pointed towards the moon with one of its arms.

"The entrance to Mythidom is in the moon, isn't it?"

Lord Parameshwara copied his action and pointed towards the moon with one of its arms.

Montgomery's eyes widened in shock. "I-it is?"

"Where did you think it was?" Beowulf asked with a chuckle.

Montgomery's cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

"In the church's dungeon. It is their most guarded place and the place where the magic energy is the strongest in the entire Great City. There is definitely something incredibly valuable there!

"With two of us, I am sure we can make it there!"

"Yeah, I've felt that too." Beowulf caressed his chin as he looked to the horizon. "Something valuable is there indeed."

"That's why, if we team up, we can definitely get whatever it is and share it!" Montgomery shouted fervently and looked to the moon. "Then to Mythidom!"

"Sounds good, yeah…" Beowulf turned back to him and smiled. "However, I can do that by myself."

"W-what?" Montgomery's eyes widened in shock. "No, you can't! You would have to fight hundreds of holy magicians. Don't be arrogant, and let's work together!"

"I am not scared of them, and I don't want to work with you who take pleasure in killing the weak."

Beowulf controlled Lord Parameshwara and made it raise Montgomery high to the sky.

"You're a coward, and that's why your magic power is weaker than mine."

"Nooo!" Montgomery screamed loudly in pain.

At that moment, Lord Parameshwara threw him down to the ground like a ragdoll, and he smashed straight through the earth's surface.

"Aaaargh!" Montgomery rose from the ground, blood flowing down from his orifices and his eyes red in pain. "I'll crush you!"

Beowulf smiled and put his arms behind his back.

At that moment, Lord Parameshwara moved all of its arms and put them into a punching stance. The shadows on the ground were all enormous, consuming all the light on the ground.

"I-Impossible…" Montgomery's expression fell apart, and any intention of fighting back left his body.

He just helplessly watched as Lord Parameshwara punched down towards him with all of its arms, each one appearing to be the size of a large mountain.

Behind the dome, the holy magicians watched with jaws dropped in shock and horror, unable to comprehend what was happening.

They had all seen all sorts of powerful magicians in their lives, but nothing comes even close to this kind of show of power.

Before the punches landed on the ground, they quickly flew away in a hurry, as they expected this dome to break just by the impact of the strike.

If they were too close, they might also get severely injured!

At that moment, the hundreds of mountain-sized fists landed on the dock with a thunderous force, and just as they expected, the dome shattered like a fragile piece of glass.

Thunderous sounds reverberated across the entire Great City, waking up millions of people as the ground shook and buildings swayed dangerously.

In the underground town, thousands of Black Hand members turned their sights to the ceiling of the underground chamber and saw how it was cracking and crumbling under the pressure.

They were around a thousand meters below the surface, making them shocked at what was happening above the ground.

In the gray castle, Sage Edegron opened his wise, elderly-

looking eyes and gazed into the crystal ball before him.

"Montgomery is dead…" He could feel his longtime rival's life energy disappearing suddenly.

"Who could've done that… This is a work of magician like no other."