Supreme Magus

Chapter 1736 - Predator And Prey (Part 2)

ʼI wonder how similar Skolls and Hatis are.ʼ Protector pondered for a second before following the Demon. ʼWe both descend from wolves and are supposed to work in packs.

ʼMaybe I have yet to discover my bloodline abilities because Iʼm the only member of my species. My kids are still hybrids, not Skolls.ʼ

Typhos had beaten Morok an inch from his life when a jolt of electricity forced him to let go of his prey. Then his joints froze, a burst of light exploded in front of him, and a small ball of fire entered his mouth as he yelled in surprise.

Every single attack had been just a tier three spell, but aimed with such timing and accuracy to combine their effects to deal a devastating damage. The Fomor didnʼt even notice Nalrond closing in and hitting him with a roundhouse tail.

The blow sent him against a wall from which he bounced at a side slash that would have cut an Emperor Beast asunder, but Typhosʼ orange eye called upon the power of earth, making his body impervious.

Sunder cut a deep wound into his chest, but not enough to be lethal.

ʼThis is impossible! I am absorbing all of the surrounding world energy. Elemental attacks should be sealed for anyone but me. Where did those spells come from?ʼ Typhos thought.

He had no idea that Friya had opened several Scopes with Spirit Magic, using the cantrip to restore the elemental energy in the corridor. Then, she had used them to attack at the Fomor from a distance and aim for his weak points in quick succession.

Typhosʼ red eye lit again, unleashing a stream of fire at the Rezar, but Lith stepped in front of him. His emerald eye shone as he tried and failed to control the flames with Domination.

Then, he tried to use the red eye but his arm continued to burn.

ʼThose are not Origin Flames but they come pretty close.ʼ Solus said while using Abyssal Gaze to study them.

ʼSave the explanations for later. How do I put them out?ʼ He asked.

ʼWater magic? Itʼs not like Domination is the only thing you can do.ʼ

ʼOh, right.ʼ Lith froze his own arm and then hurled a jet of Void Flames at the Fomor.

The world energy that Friya provided him wasnʼt enough for a full blast, but the black flames still fought those produced by the red eye long enough for the Rezar and the Tiamat to move away.

Typhos looked at Lithʼs emerald eye in envy, gritting his teeth so hard that his jaw popped.

”If only I had the seventh eye as well, youʼd be all dead by now. Neither you nor the traitor deserve its power!” Light energy healed his wound while the flow of world energy restored his mana akin to a breathing technique.

”Be careful, guys. Mister Congeniality here is capable of using knock-off Divine Beastsʼ abilities from each one of his eyes. He even used something with the earth element that Iʼve never heard about before.” Morok said as he healed his wounds with Invigoration.

The hole in his hammers and the dents in his armor, however, would take much longer to repair.

ʼIt seems that Quyllaʼs hypothesis about the connection between fusion magic and bloodline abilities is right.ʼ Lith thought. ʼIf only I could force him to show me what light and darkness do, I might find a clue about my own bloodline abilities.ʼ

ʼAnd I wish I could use mana sense.ʼ Solus replied with a sigh. ʼIf your eyes and his eyes work in a similar fashion, maybe I could understand what he does and teach you how to do the same.

ʼUnfortunately, because of the mana geyser and the world energy he stored, I canʼt see anything.ʼ

ʼMaybe we-ʼ Typhos darted forward, cutting their wish list short.

One sword comprised of pure world energy appeared in each of his hands, humming with power. His first target was the closest enemy, Nalrond. The Rezar raised Sunderʼs blades to block, but the energy swords passed through like the wind.

At the moment of the hit, Typhosʼ red eye sparked, turning the blades into a living flame that bypassed the armor and burned Nalrondʼs flesh. His scales charred and his blood boiled, blinding him with agony.

If not for the thick layer between the Rezarʼs skin and his internal organs, his lungs would have been steamed by the very air they breathed.

Typhos went for the finishing blow, but Friya shot him with a burst of darkness magic from Dreadnought, making him falter. The sword took her own mana and converted it into an element of her choice.

That along with the Scope spell she used to attack from a distance allowed the darkness blast to not be affected by the Fomorʼs wings. On the contrary, Friya exploited them to attack with the power of a tier four spell without detonating the nearby crystals.

Protector managed to rescue the Rezar and to move outside the range of the energy swords before Typhos could shake off the effects of the darkness. Morok stepped in and threw his hammers in rapid succession.

The Fomorʼs yellow eye lit up again and more Life Maelstrom-like golden lightning coursed through his body, making him as fast as a bullet. The blue eye flickered as well, and the energy that comprised Typhosʼ blades turned into water.

The hammers overpowered the water swords, yet the impact sent them flying harmlessly past Typhos and covered them with a thick layer of mystical ice.

Morok called upon the enchantments of Grimnir to alter their trajectory and make them turn around to chase after their mark, but nothing happened. Then, he recalled the hammers to his hands, but it failed as well.

The magic from Grimnir simply bled from its runes and into the ice covering them, reaching the outside in the form of multi-colored sparks.

”What did you do to my hammers?” Morok yelled in fury, yet he kept his head cool and stepped back.

”Come here and find out.” Typhos replied with a grin as his blades became black.

Another burst of golden energy coursed through the Fomorʼs body as he bolted at Lith who could only Spirit Blink away. Typhos snarled and moved on to Locrias who failed to react in time.

The black blades infected the Demon with entropic energies that triggered the spark of Chaos inside of him. Locrias screamed in agony as his body imploded and his soul was forced back into Lithʼs feathers.

”Why isnʼt this thing still charged?” Friya yelled, exasperated by her own helplessness.

”Isnʼt that blood?” Lith looked in horror at the guts-covered railgun. ”Do you really think that electricity can build up while the barrel is wet? You just wasted a bullet!”

Friya cursed her stupidity before cleansing Thundercrash with small pulses of darkness magic.

ʼThis is bad.ʼ Solus thought. ʼWe canʼt use tier four Spirit spells or above without triggering the crystals, Origin and Void Flames are too weakened to be useful, and our enemy can bypass or neutralize our equipment at will.ʼ

ʼYeah. That and the fact that he seems to be capable of using all kinds of Guardiansʼ abilities doesnʼt help.ʼ Lith telepathically nodded.. ʼThis place is the perfect battlefield for a creature like that.ʼ