Chapter 382: Magnus Squeezed to Death

The indigo clouds above the arena rolled like a tide, with silver lightning occasionally flashing within.

Magnus's bizarre spider mask looked even more sinister under the reflection of the clouds.

From that sentence just now, he began to send separate mental waves to the other party to prevent interference:

"Nari..."

His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, yet hidden beneath the gentleness was unfathomable danger:

"Do you know? Looking at you now, I am reminded of some past events from a long, long time ago..."

Magnus's figure drifted slowly in the air, every movement carrying a certain hypnotic rhythm:

"Back then, although you were chaotic, at least... you were safe. No one felt threatened by your existence, and no one wanted to hurt you."

Speaking of this, a complex emotion approximating nostalgia appeared in his eyes:

"But look at you now... you actually want to be the enemy of the entire Abyss.

Although your strength has improved a bit, do you think that with your own strength alone, you can resist our thirteen supreme apostles and those countless other apostles?"

Nari heard these words, and countless tentacles began to sway uneasily.

Her massive body trembled slightly, and hundreds of eyes shimmered with confused light.

As a natural chaotic existence, her thinking mode had become clear because of Luo En's grace.

But facing such inductive words, she still felt lost.

"I... I just want to protect my child..."

Nari's voice carried a trace of uncertainty, and the instinct of motherhood began to conflict with rational thinking:

"Is there anything wrong with this? Is it... is it not right to do so?"

Magnus keenly captured the hesitation in her words.

Denying the other party at this time might provoke rebellious emotions.

One should follow the other party's words and then conduct moderate induction.

This was the technique of negotiation.

Thinking of this, he began to adjust his strategy rapidly.

Magnus's voice became even gentler, like an elder concerned about a junior:

"Of course there is nothing wrong; maternal love is the greatest emotion in the world.

But Nari, true love is not blind protection, but... a wise choice."

His nine eyes began to flicker rhythmically.

Every change in light was transmitting subtle hints to Nari's subconscious:

"Think about it, if his situation is really as dangerous as I said.

Then continuing to indulge him in greedily absorbing power, wouldn't he be the one hurt in the end?"

"The fate of the Evil Hunter, I just showed you.

That kind of thorough destruction from the level of existence, where even the soul cannot be preserved..."

Magnus's voice carried a tone of sympathy, as if he were truly pained by Nari's situation:

"We just want to help him avoid that terrible ending.

Some necessary research, moderately letting him get rid of your power infusion, these are all for his own good..."

Nari's thinking began to fall into deep contradiction.

On one hand, her maternal instinct told her to protect her "child" at all costs.

On the other hand, Magnus's words indeed touched the fear deep in her heart.

What if Luo En really would self-destruct like the Evil Hunter?

"But, but..."

Her voice became stuttering, and every eye was filled with pain and entanglement:

"If he loses the power I give him, will he still... still love me, this mother?"

Magnus saw that Nari had completely fallen into the thinking trap he had set, and a look of triumph flashed in his eyes.

He deliberately slowed his tone, making his voice even more seductive:

"Nari, believe me, we are all doing this for his own good. And..."

His nine eyes turned toward Luo En, who was still in the center of the battlefield, his tone becoming even more "sincere":

"Haven't you noticed?

Since he appeared, many apostles in the Abyss have begun to cast strange looks at you.

Nightmare Queen Selina, Mad Bite Mogron, and Blood Tear Grand Duke Asmond..."

"They look fearful now, but how long do you think this fear can last?

Once they unite with other apostles, with your own strength alone..."

Magnus didn't finish, but the implication was very clear.

This hint pushed Nari's fear to a new height.

She imagined the scene of herself and Luo En being besieged by the entire Abyss, and that sense of despair made her tentacles tremble violently.

"I... what should I do?"

Nari's voice became helpless and lost, like a child at a loss:

"I just want to protect him, I don't want anyone to hurt him, but if my protection instead harms him..."

Just at this moment when Nari was completely confused, Magnus acted decisively.

Without any warning, without any warning, even the attack intent was perfectly hidden.

Countless black threads as thin as hair surged from the void.

These threads were not composed of any material, but were the manifestation of the concept of pure "binding."

"Since you are still hesitating, let me make the decision for you."

Magnus's voice became cold and ruthless, no longer having the fake gentleness from before:

"After all, some choices are too important to be left to a brainless apostle like you who only acts on emotion."

The communication between the two apostles on the consciousness level was extremely rapid.

So much so that when Magnus launched the attack, Luo En had only just walked a few dozen meters toward Nari.

The black threads swam in the air like spirit snakes, then wound toward him at an incredible speed.

Their movement trajectory completely ignored spatial distance, capable of jumping directly to the target's side.

The spectator seats erupted with terrified screams:

"Damn it, they really started fighting!"

"It's over! No matter how strong that monster is, it's impossible to break free from conceptual binding!"

"Nari is going crazy, run!"

However, at the critical moment, Luo En's spiritual sense issued a warning to him in advance.

The special foresight brought by the Astrologer allowed him to vaguely see the terrifying scene of himself being tightly bound by black threads.

Sure enough, this old guy Magnus had no good intentions.

Luo En had just had such a thought when he began his emergency escape plan, which he had already rehearsed.

A strange fluctuation erupted from his body.

That was a special ability from "Thousand-Change Phantom"—Record Replay.

During his intimate contact with Nari, Luo En had already recorded part of her Chaos Storm power.

Although according to the restrictions, he could only record power levels close to the Dark Sun, it was barely enough.

Now, this power was partially reproduced, forming a chaotic force field around him.

Pure native chaos began to interfere with Magnus's threads.

Those bindings that should have been invincible began to show tiny delays and offsets under the impact of chaotic power.

"What?!"

Magnus's nine eyes widened simultaneously, and the runes on the surface of the mask flickered violently:

"How could he release chaotic power himself? This is the privilege of natural chaos..."

But the eye-opener was yet to come.

Luo En took a silver pocket watch from his arms.

The moment the pocket watch opened, the flow of time around him began to undergo bizarre changes.

"Bite the second hand!"

Not simple acceleration or deceleration, but a more stable time manipulation—Time Stasis.

Magnus felt his movements begin to become sluggish; that feeling was like falling into some invisible quagmire.

The movement speed of the threads was also severely affected; the capture process that should have been completed in an instant became slow and clumsy.

This was still because his power level was much higher than Luo En's, and he had a certain resistance to Time Stasis; otherwise, he should have been completely frozen in any action at this time.

"This time power..."

Magnus's consciousness began to frantically search for information deep in his memory.

That rigid, extreme feeling of stagnation reminded him of a name that had been almost forgotten:

"'Clock King' Erica..."

That was a legendary great wizard at the end of the Second Era, and also the absolute authority in the field of time manipulation.

Even "Formless Mist" Nas, a supreme apostle who specialized in time abilities, was far from being able to compare with her.

Magnus would never forget how that legendary existence single-handedly turned the tide, banishing a dozen primitive apostles in one breath.

At that time, he was just an insignificant Morning Star wizard, only able to watch that battle that changed the era from afar.

The giant clock manifested by Erica's void phantom almost rewrote the time rules of the entire battlefield.

Those arrogant primitive apostles were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of the power of time, with no power to resist.

And now, the same power aura actually appeared on the other party!

"Impossible! Erica was self-banished to the river of time along with the dozen primitive apostles she fought after that battle; how could her inheritance flow out..."

It was this short moment of hesitation that gave Luo En an excellent opportunity to escape.

The second hand of the silver pocket watch began to rotate counterclockwise, and the time runes on the dial emitted dazzling light.

This was another ability unlocked after a brief encounter with the Time Hound last time—Time Jump.

The next moment, Luo En's figure dissipated like a bubble, then reappeared in a safe area nearly a thousand meters away.

The entire process had no trajectory of movement.

As if he had disappeared from the current time node and appeared at another node.

Magnus's binding completely missed, and those black threads swayed powerlessly in the air, finally dissipating into the void.

"Time Jump..."

His voice carried deep dread, his nine eyes staring fixedly at Luo En, who was standing beside Nari again:

"Who are you? Why can you use Erica's time secret arts?"

Luo En slowly put away the pocket watch, the silver surface appearing exceptionally mysterious under the reflection of the Chaos Storm:

"Some secrets are not for you to know."

His voice was as calm as water, but the threat contained within made even Magnus feel frightened:

"But I can tell you one thing—next time, I won't just run away."