Sasuke in Another Dimension

Move on

Along the way, she stumbled upon more Metastasis Magic Formations—three, to be precise.

She marked each one cautiously.

Repeatedly, she tried to map her location, relying solely on intuition and the limited information she had. But it seemed futile, as she found herself going in circles, always returning to the spot where the demons had first attacked her. When hunger struck, she would hunt the demons for sustenance. The monotonous cycle repeated endlessly.

She wondered, how many times had she gone through this? But she had lost count.

With wounds and blood loss, her consciousness blurred into a haze.

The demons were clever.

They had waited for her to weaken, constantly draining her magic reserves.

Her body had reached its breaking point. She could no longer stomach the tough and putrid demon meat. Even when she tried to use detoxification magic, her condition only worsened.

She had a sinking feeling that the demons were waiting for her.

If she were to step onto the Magic Formation in the cramped space where she currently hid, they would be there, eagerly waiting to devour her.

Death loomed before her, and for the first time in a month, she truly believed it was the end.

Her title as a Water-King class Magician felt meaningless now, uncertain if it could save her from this dire situation. But she refused to accept her fate.

"I don't want to die," she whispered, her voice trembling. Gripping her staff tightly, she cast a desperate gaze at the ground.

"Why? I have dreams too," she muttered, her eyes welling up with tears.

If she survived this ordeal, perhaps she would return to the magic academy and become a teacher. She cherished that place, where knowledge and passion intertwined. Maybe she would find love, build a family, and experience a life filled with happiness and companionship.

A heavy sigh escaped her lips. But how could she ever attain that?

"There's no other choice," she thought, determination flickering in her eyes.

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A group of monsters, standing atop the corpses of their fallen brethren, guarded the Magic Formation that would lead her to safety. An Iron Crawler stood at the forefront, ready to pounce, while a Death Road Tarantula lurked in the shadows, preparing to unleash its deadly web. And in the backline stood the towering figure of the Mad Skull, a giant clay-like creature poised to hurl rocks at her.

"O majestic land, encase me in your armor and become my shield. Earth Fortress!" she chanted, her words echoing through the air. The ground beneath her began to shift and form a protective fortress, shielding her from the Iron Crawlers.

But she knew that alone wouldn't hold them back. She took a deep breath and summoned the power of water.

"Oh falling rain, scatter and engulf the world! Water Splash!" Water droplets materialized around her, transforming into projectiles that shot toward the surrounding area.

Though weakened, the demons still stood, their determination unyielding. She couldn't afford to falter.

"If water won't suffice, then the next spell..." she whispered, her voice resolute.

"Blue Goddess, descend from the heavens and wield your scepter, freezing the world! Icicle Field!"

The water clinging to the demons froze instantaneously, encasing the area in a shimmering sheet of ice.