My Level Zero System

Chapter 337 - 337: Death Zone

At the final moments bordering death, Morizion had sublimated; he had taken up his sword and wrested "life" from the very death being imposed upon him, thus becoming a grand-class Magus.This was not a fairy tale where things simply existed without cause.

It wasn't because they were grand-class Magus that they possessed a lifespan surpassing the laws of nature; rather, it was because they forced their own lifespan to transcend those laws that they became grand-class Magus.

Everything is seized by the Magus; there are no "bestowed blessings" upon reaching a new rank.

Thus, it could be said that Morizion's blade was extraordinarily powerful—so much so that Ebadon's sudden attack didn't cause him the slightest tremor.

"Is that all? It seems that 'Ebadon' is nothing special..."

But before the rhythm of the battle could even slow down, dozens of [Earth Golems] reappeared, surrounding Morizion from all directions.

The surrounding area should have been filled to capacity, but space seemed to expand relative to the point of view, ensuring that no matter how vast the impact of the two grand-class Magus, it would not touch other objects or people.

This was clearly the work of the Principal.

As a Magus who had mastered [Space Magic], doing something like this was as easy as breathing. That was why she confidently allowed Ebadon to fight to his heart's content.

The number of [Earth Golems] swelled to hundreds, but Morizion merely swung his sword with a bored expression, even offering a taunt.

"Is this your true strength? Creating these toy puppets to fight me? If it's only this tedious, don't blame me for getting serious..."

There was no reply, only the assault from the golem army—now expanded to thousands—becoming even more violent.

Of course, the progression wasn't just in numbers.

These [Earth Golems] were no longer as simple as before; they had grown armor and weapons. Around them were earth particles fixed as shields. Their quality was so sturdy and specialized for defense that they turned into deadly weapons, not just for offense but for protection as well.

While the core capabilities of grand-class Magus are similar—they are no longer restricted by a specific magic system—their expressions differ depending on their fighting style and the primary magic system they mastered.

Morizion could also use magic to create a "human wave" tactic like this, but he wouldn't do so unless forced. Fighting in that manner neither suited the will and foundational mindset of his magic nor was it a style he was accustomed to.

Grand-class Magus always fight in the way they are most familiar with, most closely linked to their ego and mind, as that is the only way they can exert their maximum strength.

Ebadon was the same; he stood to the side with arms crossed while continuously circulating, expanding, and regenerating his golem army like a general—and an architect.

Destroyed? No problem. He would immediately modify the blueprint until his golem soldiers could no longer be killed. This was characteristic of the macro-construction and infinite adaptation of [Earth Magic], a style of limitless flexibility that other types of magic found difficult to replicate.

Morizion was far simpler. The three-meter area surrounding him was a literal "death zone" where no person or thing could touch him. Anything entering that zone would have its life snatched away and turn into nothingness.

Just like high-class Magus, grand-class Magus fought by breaking the integrity of their opponent's magic while preserving their own.

Looking at the situation, Morizion clearly held the upper hand. Ebadon's golem soldiers were being cut down continuously, proving that Ebadon's magic was being shattered by Morizion's. Ebadon was only maintaining a stalemate through constant expansion and adaptation.

However, if he wished, Morizion could easily tear this stalemate apart. If Ebadon's magic was already being broken, what did Ebadon have left to fight him with?

Despite his verbal contempt, Morizion did not underestimate Ebadon in his heart.

Contempt was a tactic; caution was the strategy. For a man who had spent his life fighting like Morizion, he understood this better than anyone.

Don't be fooled by Ebadon's inability to hurt Morizion; it was simply because his fighting style was being perfectly countered. Had it been any other grand-class Magus of the same rank, they would have struggled immensely against a massive army of golems with superior combat capabilities, constant regeneration, and adaptation.

Grand-class Magus do not fear numbers, but all things are relative, not absolute; one must consider the *quality* of those numbers. Ebadon's golem army was like thousands of "scaled-down" grand-class Magus warriors.

Unfortunately, he had encountered the Ancestor of the Sword Clan, who excelled at using offense as defense—a trait seen in other family members like Cecilia. As long as the enemy's attack threshold did not exceed the highest limit Morizion could withstand, he could simply keep slashing, causing the human-wave strategy to collapse.

"Let's end this battle."

Morizion finally stopped standing still and charged toward Ebadon. To kill this army, he only needed to cut down the commander.

Even though the surrounding dust had solidified everything, causing anything attempting to rush out to be crushed into meat and bone, and despite a thousand powerful golems lunging to stop him, none of it could touch Morizion.

Wherever his blade passed, everything vanished. Even the golem warriors could only buy a few more seconds of time.

Death was coming. No, it was already there.

The tip of Morizion's blade was now about to touch Ebadon's chest, while Ebadon remained stationary as if he couldn't even react in time.

With the incredibly high magic resistance of a grand-class Magus, it was almost impossible for Morizion to kill Ebadon with a single sword strike like those golems. Of course, Morizion didn't intend to fight to the death like that; the consequences would be dire.

However, he wanted to use this sword strike to solidify his victory. He might not be able to reclaim Cecilia and Faith, but the prestige of defeating another grand-class Magus would greatly benefit him in the future.