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The Golem Mage Shamelessness At Its Peak 2.
The crowd understood the truth of Alec’s situation: there had been no investigation. The king had renounced the War God Mage Academy’s achievements in a single, unchallenged decree, using Alec’s actions as a convenient excuse. But now, with Alec’s bold justification and reference to the law, the tables had turned, he had exposed the lack of due process, indirectly calling out the incompetence of those responsible for investigating the incident, and by extension, the king himself. Though Alec had not openly insulted the king, but his words were an indirect slap to the monarch’s authority, forcing him into a corner before the eyes of thousands. “Don’t push your luck, boy!” the Golden Armoured Knight growled, releasing a suffocating wave of aura toward Alec, as Alec’s word indirect meaning was picked up by many. But before the oppressive energy could reach him, it was effortlessly blocked by the Dean of the War God Mage Academy, who stepped in front of Alec with a calm yet dang
The Golem Mage After Its All Done.
It had been a week since the blood moon battle, yet the Northern Kingdom’s capital city still buzzed with talk of the events that had unfolded at the Grand Royal Arena. Despite the king’s decree forbidding any discussion of the matter, and despite the crowning of the Bloodline Academy as the winners of the inter-academy competition, the truth could not be buried, as too many witnesses had seen what transpired. The entire kingdom had watched as their king used his authority to strip the War God Mage Academy of their rightful victory. The move ensured that the Great Eight academies remained unchanged, or in simpler terms he made sure the Royal Mage Academy which is under the Royal Family’s direct control, remained one of the primary beneficiaries of the kingdom’s resources for academies. Meanwhile, the War God Mage Academy that was dragged to the finals by Alec’s miraculous efforts, was discarded, its former glory overshadowed by its inability to contend with the kingdom’s polit
The Golem Mage Severing Ties.
# War God Mage Academy The atmosphere at the War God Mage Academy was somber, despite their academy team’s victorious return, the events at the Grand Royal Arena had cast a heavy shadow over what should have been a time of celebration for the whole academy. What truly broke the spirits of the academy’s executive members, however, was the Northern Kingdom king’s final decision to withdraw all support for the academy, the normal shares they usually receives before has been cancelled, the new Dean interpreted this as a blatant show of power, an attempt to subjugate the War God Mage Academy and keep it in check so they don’t go out of line. In response to this injustice, a long silent voice emerged, the retired old Dean, who had been in self imposed seclusion for years, sent an urgent message to the academy’s top instructors, in fact to call it a message would be an understatement, it was more of an order. The old Dean had demanded that all senior students with no link to any cla
The Golem Mage 1st Test.
All the second-year students were also present, drawn by the rumours and speculations surrounding the new first-year class, ever since the new batch arrived, whispers had circulated that some of the first-years were stronger than their seniors. Instructors even frequently used the first-years as examples during lectures for them, which had bruised the egos of a few second-years who couldn’t accept the idea of being surpassed by their juniors. This growing rivalry meant most of the second-years came to observe the tests, eager to see if the rumours were true. The exams functioned as a grading system, any first-year mage who surpassed the hallmark set by the first two tests would be allowed to advance to second-year classes ahead of schedule. While those who failed would have to wait until the next academic year to move up, it was also an opportunity to identify the strongest mages within the first-year class. -After about thirty minutes, the venue was fully occupied, the fir
The Golem Mage 1st Test 2.
“All you have to do is step up to the obelisk and give it your best shot,” Instructor Duran began, his voice echoing across the venue. “You’ll have three chances to strike the stone pillar, and your highest score will be the one that counts.” He paused briefly before continuing, “For regular students, reaching the peak of the third bar is enough to be put up for auction, Instructors will then compete to take you in as their direct disciple. If more than one instructor is interested in you, you’ll have the privilege of choosing the one you feel is most compatible for you.” Alec listened to Duran’s words, noting the subtle undertones, he knew what wasn’t being said outright: choosing between instructors often came with consequences. Rejecting an instructor, especially one less powerful than your chosen mentor, almost always led to animosity, the only time an instructor would swallow their pride was if the student chose someone like a Great instructor or someone undeniably superio
The Golem Mage 1st Test 3.
The student, determined to make the most of his remaining chances, decided to apply the lesson from his earlier failure, this time, he clenched his fists without channelling any mana. The crowd, particularly those who believed themselves to be on the same level as the mage, watched intently, as none of them wanted to miss even the slightest detail, hoping to glean some insight for his own attempts. “Ahhh!” The mage roared, his fist flying toward the towering black monolith, a louder, more resounding thud echoed as his punch connected. All eyes followed the white light rising up the center of the stone, it surged past the peak of the second bar, filling the third completely. The light moved steadily upward, reaching close to the peak of the third bar before faltering and settling just shy of it. “Third bar, high rank, not enough. You’ve got one last chance, don’t be a disappointment,” Instructor Duran said from the side, his words toeing the line between encouragement and mock
The Golem Mage 1st Test 4.
With so many mages rushing to the stage to get tested before, Alec had instructed his team to hold back, preferring to let others show off first, he didn’t want his team stepping up too soon.And after nearly an hour of testing and eliminations, the number of mages waiting to be tested had dwindled to a few hundred, at that moment, Alec decided it was time for his team to finally make their move.Among the remaining mages, there were three Tier 4 mages from high tier clans which had decided to stay behind at the academy and had seized this opportunity to showcase their prowess. They became the first to light up the fourth bar, drawing gasps of awe from the crowd.While Alec might seem like a straightforward person, those who truly knew him like Arthur and Brandon understood that beneath his composed exterior lay a cunning, often shameless strategist. Alec always sought control over any situation despite never admitting to it, and his penchant for dramatic flair had clearly rubbed
The Golem Mage 1st Test 5.
The moment Emma Gordon stepped onto the stage, she began rotating her small fists, and building momentum as her right fist became coated in a shimmering layer of Qi energy. Her exaggerated movements and energetic display caused Duran to shake his head slightly, he couldn’t help but feel she might fumble due to the excess energy she seemed to be wasting.“Begin!” he commanded.The instant the order was given, Emma’s fist shot forward with blinding speed, moving even faster than her brother’s earlier strike.Boom!Her small fist slammed into the testing stone, sending a loud, reverberating noise across the arena, the white light surged upward, quickly passing the three bars, breaking into the fourth, and finally stopping at the midpoint.“Mid Fourth Bar. Passed,” Duran announced, his voice steady despite his astonishment.The crowd of mages erupted into murmurs and whispers.“Another mid-fourth bar? The Gordons are completely dominating this test, how are the rest of us supposed to c
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Still Competitors 2.
Now, as Titan stared at his mace, a wild smile spread across his face, as he knew they wouldn’t be able to stop him anymore.If the zombies had attacked him together, they might have forced him onto the defensive until his lieutenants were free to assist. But their overconfidence had been their downfall, they had underestimated him, believing only two of them were enough to handle him, instead, those two had only served to empower him, and now, as he glanced downward, he could feel the Domain’s power creeping closer, his lieutenants were approaching pushing heir battle forward, which meant his strength was about to be augmented once again.“Final round,” Titan muttered, moving his hand to grip his mace once more, he twisted his right hand around the free space on the ice chain before wrapping his fingers tightly around the handle.By now, the entire ice mace had turned pitch black, and the corpse of the strength-type zombie on the ground was completely drained, looking as if its ve
Still Competitors.
With Bulwark and the rest of the Ice Lieutenants handling the remaining Tier 5 mutated zombies, Titan finally had the freedom he needed, the freedom to go after the Mental-type zombie without any distractions, even before landing, he noticed the thirty Tier 6 mutated zombies staring at him like he was some kind of fool.Titan recognized that look all too well, but he was more than ready to wipe the smugness off their faces, turning his left hand, he tightened the ice chain wrapped around it while gripping the end chain of the massive mace with his right. As he began spinning the weapon in the air, its size grew with each rotation, yet none of the Tier 6 zombies showed any signs of concern.They were confident, after all, they were in the same realm as Titan, they felt like ‘why should they feel pressured by a mere golem?’ Two strength-type, Tier 6 zombies lunged forward the moment Titan began swinging his mace downward, while the rest focused on escorting the Mental-type zombie ou
Pressed.
Above Estonia City, from various clan houses, high- and mid-rank mages could be seen levitating, watching the battle unfold from a distance.For mid-tier mages, seeing the battlefield clearly from such a far-off vantage point, especially without standing at the city gates was difficult. However, by focusing mana into their eyes, they could sharpen their vision enough to observe specific angles with clarity.High-rank mages, on the other hand, had no such limitations, their breakthroughs into the High rank had fundamentally transformed their bodies, pushing them beyond human limits, so something like seeing across vast distances without expending mana was effortless, a mere afterthought.At this moment, every single mage watching from the city, even the city guards observing the battlefield was fixated on one particular group—the Gordons Clan mages.Expressions varied, some were surprised, some relieved, some wore smug “I told you so” looks, while others were filled with caution.Non
First Lieutenant.
The Ice Domain had not only expanded but it had also begun severely impacting the zombies, their movement and attack speed were significantly reduced, making them easy prey for the golems, for the Tier 4 zombies , survival became nearly impossible, as they were rapidly frozen into solid ice sculptures while combating for long under the ice domain, their Tier 4 undead mana wasn’t enough to shield the cold aura from invading their bodies. This was hardly surprising, considering the domain was powered by Ice Golems’ use of ice energy, with the weakest among them already at High Tier 5, against such overwhelming frost energy, Tier 4 zombies stood no chance.Unfortunately for the zombies, deactivating or escaping the domain was looking impossible, as to deactivate would mean all eleven of them run out of mana at the same time or a stronger Fire based domain crashed and destroyed the ice domain. The Ice Domain moved along with the golems, ensuring they remained in its chilling grasp, thi
Titan's Emotionless Killing Squad.
“Move out,” Titan commanded, his voice sounding like the grinding of glaciers, as his unit of ice golems advanced in unison, each step exuding an overwhelming, oppressive aura, as they moved, the Tier 4 zombies that had been frozen by Titan’s earlier attack crumbled into fine icy dust beneath their feet, as if they had never existed.Bang!The mutated zombies retaliated, a particularly fast Tier 5 agility-type zombie lunged at one of Titan’s lieutenants, the golem wielding dual shields by using its speed to its advantage. Its claws slashed forward in a blur, aiming to tear through the ice construct.Clang!The ice golem raised its broad left shield, allowing the zombie’s claws to scrape against the surface, the screech of bone claw against solid ice was unbearable, but before the zombie could follow up, the golem struck back, a swift, low uppercut aimed at its jaw, but the zombie barely managed to dodge, twisting its body out of reach.Boom!But before it could regain its footing, the
Happy 1 Million Words To Golem Mage.
One by one, Alec’s golems began to materialize before him, first came Oni, emerging with a shroud of dark energy swirling around its form. Butcher followed, crackling with a surge of thunder upon arrival. Then came Hunter, Hive Queen, Magnito, Sword Saint, and finally, Titan.The moment Titan appeared, the temperature in the area around him plummeted, as frost began creeping across the ground beneath his feet, coating the earth in a thin layer of ice.“I will handle this,” Titan declared the instant he laid eyes on the horde of zombies lunging toward them.“Don’t hog all the glory now, Titan. Leave some for your juniors,” Butcher remarked, breaking down his massive two-handed axe into a pair of one-handed versions, though smaller and less powerful than the original version of the Thunder Axe, but these dual axe weapons granted him enhanced speed, explosive agility, and the ability to seamlessly chain his attacks without much restriction on his speed.“Stay out of my way.” Titan’s voi
About Time.
So the Gordons Mages fought in tight-knit formations of three, executing precise, synchronized attacks, while one mage focused entirely on blocking and deflecting the Tier 5 zombie’s strikes, using either their shield or a spear swat to repel incoming attacks.Another mage would be responsible for targeting the zombie’s lower limbs and joints, aiming to cripple its movement, and finally the third mage would be delivering the killing blow straight to the head, taking advantage of the zombie’s weakened stance.If they were lucky, the Tier 5 zombie would fall before it even hit the ground, however, some Strength-Type Zombies had one of their mutation variations concentrated on their skulls rather than their bodies or claws which is common for strength type 2 zombies, making them much harder to kill. Against these tougher foes, the mages focused on forcing them to their knees first, as once the creature was immobilized, the trio would strike it together at close range, driving their sp
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“Brandon, Kelvin, from this moment on, you’re on your own!” Alec announced, raising his right hand to bring the entire Gordon Mid-Rank Mage unit to a halt.“Huh?” Kelvin exclaimed, confused by Alec’s sudden decision.Alec exhaled and looked over the group. “This is where I part ways with you all. I’ve trained you for two weeks, taught you everything I could to ensure your survival, if you fight using the spells I’ve assigned you, alongside your golems, and time your moves well, I believe you might just make it out of this battlefield in one piece.”Arthur, who had been silent until now, opened his mouth to protest—but Alec cut him off.“Don’t argue. This is an order, Arthur, Knight, Agnes, you three will assist Brandon in keeping things smooth. Kelvin, it’s time to step up and lead your team, this is exactly why I assigned sub-leaders so that if I had to leave, you’d be able to make decisions in my place.” Alec continued with his voice firm. His gaze swept over them. “I know yo
Premonition.
Despite the fact that there were only one hundred and twenty-six Mid-Rank Gordon Mages, the moment they began their march toward the Mid-Rank battlefield,All eyes turned to them.There was something about their presence, an expectation, a commanding aura, a weight that made everyone watching believe they could pull off another miracle, just like they had in the Low-Rank battlefield.Even with their small numbers, they still gave out an unstoppable aura.—The moment Bryan Lanzt saw the Gordon Mages advancing, he couldn’t help but smile, with a swift motion, he swiped his hand forward, unleashing a barrage of wind blades that sent a Tier 5 zombie which had mixed into the Tier 4 ranks flying backward.No clan or mage force that had participated in the previous battle had ever fully explained what had happened, so many had been in the dark before this battle began on what to expect .For one, the Lanzt Clan Mages were starting to regret their decision to join the Blood Moon War in th
