Second World

The eldritch beholder clamped his mouth shut, preventing Emris from coming out. This was the first time her opponent purposefully ran into her mouth. She would teach this foolish mage what a folly that was.

Inside the eldritch beholder's body, Emris didn't panic. He didn't barge into here with the thought of going back out. He was ready to use his life in exchange for causing enough damage to the eldritch beholder. It didn't mean he was noble or something, he dared to do this because he knew his life was protected by the revival pool.

Yet, it seemed like he had overestimated his survivability inside the eldritch beholder's body. He wouldn't be able to do meaningful damage with how fast his HP was dropping. Since it was so, he decided to just focus on one spell. 

His spell formation started forming. The rune that was formed was very large, indicating it was a mega spell. All the while, he endured the corrosive power from the dark energies swirling around him. His defensive buffs mitigated the damage he received. But the longer it was, the denser the dark energies that were pressing onto him. His HP went down faster as time passed.

He also felt a headache that was increasing. These dark energies had a certain degree of constant mental pressure. He used mana manipulation to protect his mind. He couldn't afford to lose concentration at this time. There was not enough time to repeat the casting!

Rune by rune continued to form. The progress became slower once he reached the seventh rune. Not only did the corrosive power become stronger, but so did the mental pressure. He gritted his teeth while forcing his concentration. If his casting failed, then this would be for nothing!

The spell formation completed the seventh rune and proceeded to its final one. His HP was down to 15% by then and it was decreasing rapidly while the rune-forming was slowing down.

Sweat filled his face as he fought the massive pain in his head. His spell formation flickered two times but it was holding.

Emris yelled aloud amidst his pain. He was maintaining the spell formation out of sheer willpower. His HP had dropped to below 5%. This spell was not a sustained spell. As long as it was cast. The spell would unleash its full effect even if he died a second after the casting.

 The eighth rune was almost completed. The line that formed the rune was only a few millimeters left, but his mind was in such a mess that the progress became extremely slow. Those last few millimeters might as well be miles.

"No…," He breathed out when his HP dropped to zero.

His spell formation failed to complete. It fizzled out of existence. Emris' body was devoured by the dark energies and it turned to dust.

Fortunately for him, the revival pool didn't have the same limitation as the normal resurrection spell where it required a body for the spell to take effect. Emris would still be revived by the revival pool one hour later even when there was no piece of him left.

He would be extremely depressed after he was revived, though. His last attempt to do any meaningful damage to the eldritch beholder had ended in a complete failure.

Outside, the eldritch beholder was laughing. Her laughter was full of mockery.

"What a fool! Does anyone else want to come inside? I welcome you," the eldritch beholder opened her wide mouth.

From that mocking laughter, everyone knew that whatever Emris had attempted had failed. The invading soldiers, especially the humans, felt demoralized by this. This caused their battle power to drop.

"No? Then let me present you with what had just killed that fool who dared to enter me," the eldritch beholder's mouth turned wider and a massive torrent of dark fog poured out.

The fog spread into an extremely wide area. The fog caused dark-element damage and also heavily decreased the equipment's durability. The fog didn't differentiate allies from foes. It damaged everything it passed through. The eldritch beholder didn't care about her allied elven troops, but she still took care to release her dark fume where more human and orc troops were located.

The damage was not as extreme as what Emris suffered when he was inside the eldritch beholder. This was because the dark energies were not as dense after being released, but they were still heavily damaging to the low-level and low-grade soldiers. Many perished from this dark fog.

Makubwa rushed back to the eldritch beholder, but he was easily overpowered by the eldritch beholder's telekinesis spell. He was slammed into the ground. The eldritch beholder kept the pressure, rendering him immobile. He became an easy target for the nearby elven soldiers.

Samuhn hurriedly came to his help. He was unable to free Makubwa from the telekinesis but he made sure the elven troops were unable to deal any real damage to Makubwa.

The eldritch beholder maintained her telekinesis but she ignored the war chief. The small eyeballs on her tentacles continued to shoot green rays that damaged the Themisphere and Verremor's troops. The smaller beholders also became more aggressive when their brood mother was nearby.

Four Winds gritted his teeth. He felt helpless. Every time he tried approaching the eldritch beholder, he was slapped away by the tentacles. His HP was down to below half. He took a recovery potion and drank it while sending a message, "How far away are you? We are being slaughtered here…!"

"We are here! Look to your six," He received a reply. At the same time, he heard rhythmic thumping sounds.

He turned and saw a fortress with mechanical legs like a spider. The fortress caused loud noise every time its legs stepped on the ground. The noise from the ongoing battle had been so loud that everyone didn't hear the sound of this mobile fortress approaching. The mobile fortress was very near already.

Players rushed out of the mobile fortress. Most of them were Everlasting Heavenly Legends members. The multiple siege weapons on the mobile fortress started opening fire, delivering AOE attacks on the Aurebor troops.

At the same time, a shining ball of light appeared beside the eldritch beholder. The eldritch beholder seemed to try to move away but couldn't. This ball of light grew to a size that almost covered the eldritch beholder's body.