My Muscle System in the Mage World-Chapter 415: Dragonian Aur vs Future Nina, Rat Gun?

Aur studied the Dragonian version of himself with a curious yet slightly amused expression. A strange frown crossed his face as he reflected on how far into the future, or perhaps how close, it felt like he had traveled. Regardless, he was intrigued to witness this battle unfold.

As expected, upon Dragonian Aur's appearance, Nina began to ready herself for the confrontation.

Her body radiated a fiery golden aura, encasing her completely in shimmering armor. Within the lustrous golden flames, the faint image of a dragon and phoenix intertwined could be seen—symbols of her power and strength.

Meanwhile, Dragonian Aur remained motionless in the air, his expression cold and indifferent, as though Nina's efforts were beneath his notice. He didn't move, didn't react, as if she wasn't worthy of his attention.

In an instant, Nina surged forward at breakneck speed, her trajectory straight toward Aur with a terrifying momentum.

Nina extended her hand, forming a massive fist of golden flame, her aim precise and deadly as it hurtled toward Aur's face.

Yet, Dragonian Aur remained unmoved. Even when the attack struck, he stood perfectly still, unharmed. His expression remained cold and unreadable.

Finally, Dragonian Aur's gaze flickered slightly, acknowledging her for the first time. Without emotion, he spoke a single word:

"Die."

In an instant, a powerful force radiated from Dragonian Aur's body . With him at the epicenter everything around him crumbled: Nina's golden armor disintegrated almost instantly, and her body was torn apart as a layer of skins were ripped.

She descended with brutal speed, her fall leaving behind a trail of destruction. The ground shook violently, and a scene of apocalyptic devastation followed, the already shattered wasteland turning into a chaotic battleground of soil and ash.

Dragonian Aur slowly looked down at the destruction below him, his voice calm and void of emotion:

"The Law of Muscles is supreme."

Dragonian Aur slowly descended from the sky, his posture exuding an air of aloof superiority.

"Any last words?" he asked, landing smoothly in front of Nina.

"I don't have any," she replied through clenched teeth, her voice strained but defiant.

Cough! Cough!

Nina gasped, spitting out a mouthful of blood that instantly ignited into ashes the moment it touched the air. Her wide, fierce eyes locked onto Dragonian Aur, yet a stubborn expression remained etched upon her face.

"You are a bastard and a Demon," she hissed, her voice trembling with both pain and rage.

Dragonian Aur's gaze remained cold and devoid of emotion. "Die."

Without hesitation, he raised his hand once more, releasing a force that tore through her remaining defenses with ease.

Just as Dragonian Aur was about to deliver the final blow to Nina, a sudden, overwhelming shockwave tore through the sky.

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The air grew dense, space itself locking in place. Moving even the slightest muscle became an impossible feat, as though the very fabric of reality resisted any action.

"How dare you try to kill my disciple?" a feminine voice, sharp and commanding, echoed across the ground and sky. It carried an undeniable authority, radiating dominance over the battlefield.

But before the tension could escalate further, a calm, composed male voice cut through the oppressive atmosphere. In an instant, the space lock shattered, lifting the oppressive pressure.

"According to the agreement, Space Empress, you are not allowed to intervene."

A sneer formed on the Space Empress' lips as she responded, her tone condescending. "Who are you to dictate what I should or shouldn't do? Do you really think the Divine Human Kingdom will listen to your pitiful Bloodline Wizard alliance?"

"Do you want to fight now, then?" the male voice questioned coolly.

The sky churned violently, dark clouds swirling ominously as a deafening boom echoed across the landscape, as if the very earth were cracking under the immense pressure. A powerful storm surge on the ground.

"Hmph," the Space Empress said coldly, her voice cutting through the chaos. "I am here only to take my disciple and nothing more."

As her words echoed, the brewing storm immediately halted, and the oppressive tension lifted. The sky cleared once more, revealing the golden hues of sunlight filtering down, casting a warm glow on Dragonian Aur's imposing figure.

With a slow, deliberate motion, Dragonian Aur approached the cage and opened its door. From within stepped out a man who bore a striking resemblance to him—bulky, with long white hair flowing behind him.

"Haha, good Aur," the man laughed heartily, clapping his hands together. "I didn't expect you to grow so much in such a short time."

Dragonian Aur's cold gaze fell upon him. "It's all thanks to you."

"Aren't we all one big family now? What's the problem? You gave us a base to work with, and we've provided you with countless resources. Isn't this mutually beneficial?"

Dragonian Aur remained silent, his expression unreadable.

"Let's go," the bulky man said meaningfully, his gaze fixed on Aur.

Without another word, they left the place in silence.

Aur watched the entire scene unfold with a calm, expressionless face. His vision began to blur, and soon, he awoke to the real world.

As he opened his eyes to the familiar ceiling, a deep sigh escaped his lips.

Casually sitting up, Aur gathered his thoughts. The vision had revealed more than just a moment in time—it carried a wealth of information that demanded careful calculation. This was important knowledge he couldn't afford to overlook.

"Stella," Aur murmured softly, breaking the silence.

"Yes, master," Stella responded immediately, appearing with a respectful bow.

"Has anything happened until now?" Ray asked, his tone casual and detached.

"Nothing, master. Nothing notable has occurred," Stella replied promptly. "Although Rat King has improved significantly, his training in a Demonic Metal Spell is finally showing results."

"Oh?" Ray raised an eyebrow in mild surprise. "Show it to me."

"Alright," Stella said, leading Ray toward a laboratory.

Upon entering, they were greeted by a sight that was both surprising and unsettling—a giant rat standing upright, towering over three meters tall.

"Ho, interesting," Ray remarked lightly, observing the creature's impressive stature.

The Rat King had already advanced to the Tier Four wizard realm.

"So, what is the Demonic Spell you've taught him?" Ray inquired, his curiosity piqued.

Stella silently moved closer to the Rat King, placing a hand on its fur.

"Rat King, use that spell I taught you."

Liam was visibly shaken by the sight, but he obediently complied. As the surrounding mana grew turbulent, Ray observed as thick red veins began to spread beneath the Rat King's skin.

Slowly, the creature began to shrink, its size decreasing until it was barely half a meter in height. Suddenly, its muscles cramped, veins bulging unnaturally, and it collapsed onto the ground like a metallic statue.

Stella carefully picked up the Rat King and approached a nearby wall.

"Fire," she commanded softly.

The Rat King slowly opened its mouth, and with a burst of effort, released a purple-hot, searing flame.

Bang!

The intense, scorching flame surged forward, melting the wall and continuing to consume its surroundings with unrelenting heat.

"Is this purple fire a variation of purple lightning?" Aur asked immediately, his eyes locked on the display.

"Yes, master. This purple fire was a spell created by one of my previous masters, inspired by purple lightning," Stella explained calmly.