I Can Only Cultivate In A Game-Chapter 48: The Legendary Mage

A cloud of dust and rubble exploded outward upon the collision.

Victor gasped as pain spread through his entire body and he coughed blood.

The Drakenar leader pressed its hand against his chest, pinning him down.

"You were amusing, human…"

The molten warrior's grin stretched wide, revealing razor-sharp teeth.

"But the game ends now."

Its hand wrapped around his ankle and before Victor could even react—

BAM!

The world spun violently as he was lifted and slammed down.

Again.

BAM!

And again.

CRACK!

His ribs croaked. His skull pounded. His entire body cried out in agony.

Victor could barely register it—his own blood spilling from his mouth, splattering across the broken ground.

But even as he was battered and tossed like a ragdoll, he still fought.

He struggled. He kicked. He tried anything to break free.

But it was useless.

Without his sword, he couldn't execute an attack powerful enough to free himself from this monster.

The Drakenar leader's lips curled into a wicked grin.

Then—

SNAP!

White-hot pain shot through Victor's body.

A scream tore from his throat as his left arm snapped at the elbow.

'No. No no no no—'

He couldn't fight anymore. His arm was done for.

His vision spun and his hearing rang.

He barely registered it when he was lifted again—

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"You put up a fight, human," the Drakenar leader sneered.

BAM!

A crushing punch sent Victor flying with his body spinning in mid-air before he crashed into the dirt with a sickening thud.

Victor barely clung to consciousness as his head spun, throbbed and rang from the sheer brutality of the beating he had just endured.

His left arm twisted unnaturally and his ribs ached from being slammed into every solid surface in sight.

Blood dribbled from his lips as he gasped. His breathing had turned hoarse, and with every slight movement, he felt a searing pain shoot through his body.

'I'm dead.'

The Drakenar leader savored the moment with a grin as he dragged Victor's father along like a ragdoll.

"You caused me so much trouble, human," the molten-skinned warrior tone was laced with sadistic amusement. "So now, you will watch as I take everything from you."

Victor tried to speak, but all that left his throat was a gurgle of blood and desperation.

"Plss…" he choked out, barely able to form words. "Spare him… this is between you and me…"

The Drakenar laughed before wrapping its massive clawed hand around one of Mr Revenant's limbs.

With a single jerk—

SHRIP!

A gush of crimson exploded forth.

Victor's father's right arm was torn off.

"AAARRGHHHHHHH!!!"

The blood-curdling scream that erupted from Mr. Revenant's throat shattered something deep inside Victor's soul.

His father collapsed to his knees with his entire body trembling as his face contorted in agony.

Victor's vision swam. His breathing hitched as his heart pounded violently in his chest. He tried to force his broken body to move—to do something, anything.

But he was too weak.

He couldn't move. He couldn't fight. He couldn't stop this.

The Drakenar leader ignored his pleas and ripped off the left arm next.

Blood spilled like a fountain.

Victor's father's eyes turned glazed and unfocused. His lips quivered as he struggled to breathe through the pain.

Victor's heartbeat roared in his ears. He couldn't let this happen.

'MOVE, DAMN IT!'

His fingers twitched. His body convulsed. He tried everything—but he was completely helpless.

The Drakenar leader turned to Victor again while tilting his head as he lifted his foot over his father's right leg.

With a stomp, he completely squashed Victor's father's right leg, causing him to scream out helplessly.

A smirk spread across his molten face. "I wonder how long he'll last."

He proceeded to grab Victor's father's last leg, preparing to rip it off when...

THOOM!

A pressure suddenly descended.

An intense, suffocating, all-consuming force, swallowed the battlefield in an instant.

The wind froze as the very mana in the surroundings twisted violently, then locked into place.

The Drakenar leader's body stiffened as his glowing red eyes widened in alarm.

Then a voice that sounded low, commanding and absolute, rang out.

"Zone Freeze."

A blinding green light erupted from the sky and the Drakenar leader could not move.

His entire body was frozen mid-action with his claws mere inches away from ripping off Victor's father's last limb.

BOOOOM!!!

The very earth trembled beneath the presence that had just descended.

From the swirling storm of mana, three figures emerged.

The one in the center was the first to touch down—a woman clad in dark green battle gear.

Her long, jet-black hair swayed as she landed while her glowing emerald eyes narrowed at the battlefield. The mana-infused wings strapped to her back dissolved into the air as she stepped forward.

To her left and right, two more figures stood.

Their armor gleamed under the blood-red sky, reflecting the burning eyes of the Drakenar horde.

Each of them bore the golden insignia of the Mana Defense Corps.

And two out of the three newly arrived figures were familiar faces.

Victor's blurred vision managed to focus just enough to recognize them.

To the right was the female Mage from before—the one who had saved him in the city. She wore flowing blue robes and her glowing mana staff hovered by her side.

To the left was a broad-shouldered man with a healer's insignia.

And at the center, the legend herself—

Cecilia Thorne.

The most powerful Mage in the city.

A war hero.

A walking calamity.

Her emerald eyes gleamed with ruthless focus as the air around her rippled with power.

Then she turned to the paralyzed Drakenar leader.

"You've spilled enough human blood today."

Without looking at him, she grabbed Victor's father from the frozen Drakenar leader.

The monstrous reptilian warrior twitched violently with his molten skin cracking as he struggled against the Zone Freeze.

But Cecilia didn't care.

She handed Mr. Revenant over to the healer.

"Do your job," she commanded.

The healer nodded once. His hands flared with golden light, and in an instant—

Mr. Revenant's torn arms and legs began to regenerate.