Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe

Chapter 1490  Crime Scene

The door swung open.

Inside the interrogation room, Damon — the real Damon — lay unconscious with his back slumped against the stone wall.

His head slouched on one side, his chest rose and fell faintly, and dried blood soaked his cloak and the front of his robes.

But that wasnʼt what made Vaelorʼs blood run cold…

The room was full of snakes!

They covered the floor, they climbed the walls, they hung from the ceiling beams, and curled around the table and two chairs that occupied the room.

Thick, scaled serpents were wrapped around Damonʼs arms, his legs, his chest, his neck, pinning him in place like living restraints.

Most of them radiated the aura of the Mana Vortex Rank. Their bodies were small and large, and they were muscular. Their scales were dull and dark, but also bright and colorful. Forked tongues flicked in and out as they hissed softly, thier gaze fixed on nothing and everything at once.

But one snake stood out.

A massive Mana Core-level serpent was coiled tightly around Damonʼs torso. Its body was thicker than a manʼs thigh. Its coils crushed into his ribs and abdomen, holding him completely immobile.

Its long neck rose up and hung directly above Damonʼs face, as if it was guarding him or… waiting to strike.

The moment the door opened, the Mana Core-level serpent moved. Its head slowly turned. Itʼs cold, vertical pupils locked onto Vaelor, causing him to freeze in place. It then shifted his gaze to the person standing next to him.

The serpent blinked. It didnʼt recognize either of them, but strangely enough… it could feel a mystical connection to the person standing beside the elf.

”Consssstantine?” It hissed.

”Itʼs me,” said Adam.

Except that he did not speak in his voice.

He did not speak in Damonʼs voice either.

Vaelor finally seemed to have snapped out of his shock when he heard Adam.

This voice… he thought in utter shock.

He quickly turned his head, only to see Uther Bowman standing next to him!

Vaelor didnʼt know what was happening, but in that split second, he instantly realized that he was in mortal danger. In front of him lay a room full of powerful serpents, and beside him was a mysterious shapeshifter whose true identity was unknown to him.

In that moment, the elf realized that this person was the root cause of the chaos ensuing between the Councilors of the Twilight Brotherhood!

His green eyes flashed with a cold light, and he struck the shapeshifter with his daggers. He had already gripped the hilts before even descending the stairs, so he was prepared for battle.

”Oh?” Adamʼs murky eyes gleamed with surprise at witnessing the Councilorʼs decisiveness.

The twin daggers closed in on his neck. Vaelor was planning to ruthlessly decapitate him. At the last possible moment, Adamʼs figure turned into a blur, and he disappeared from his spot. This wasnʼt teleportation. Just pure speed.

He appeared behind the elf, striking with his own daggers. Although his weapons were of inferior quality, they could still do the job for him once he coated them with his tyrannical mana.

Adam aimed at the vital points in the elfʼs torso. But Vaelor quickly turned around, his speed and agility as graceful as the wind.

Clang!

The elf blocked Adamʼs attacks. Despite managing to buy himself a few more seconds, he couldnʼt help but feel dread grip his heart. Just blocking those attacks made his hands go numb.

Just… who is this man?! He screamed inwardly.

”Youʼre good. Iʼll give you that,” Adam spoke in Bowmanʼs voice.

His eyes then gradually widened, and a beautiful white lotus pattern emerged in his pupils. When Vaelor looked at the holy patterns, he felt his thoughts momentarily slow down, and his mind felt sluggish.

That brief moment was all Adam needed to disarm Vaelor. He then pressed several pressure points on the elfʼs chest and shoulders, making his arms go limp. Finally, he delivered a hand chop to the back of the elfʼs neck, instantly knocking him out.

”That took longer than I thought,” he murmured as he gazed at the elfʼs unconscious body. ”One can never underestimate a Mana Core Magus.”

He then weaved a simple hand seal, cancelling the summons of all the serpents except the strongest of them, who was coiled around Nyle Damon.

”Kill him,” Adam spat coldly.

HISSS!!

The serpent bared its fangs, ready to devour its prey.

But at the last moment, Adam blurted out, ”No, wait! You canʼt eat him. Just… inject poison directly inside his mouth. No bite marks on his flesh.”

The snake glared at Adam, hissing angrily.

”I know, I know.” Adam sighed helplessly. ”But you canʼt eat these two. I need their bodies. I, uh… Iʼll get you someone else to eat.”

HIIISSSSSS!!!

”I know itʼs part of the deal, alright.” Adam felt a headache coming on. ”Look, I donʼt have enough time. Just do me this favor, and Iʼll repay you with twice the sacrifices. How about that?”

The serpentʼs eyes narrowed. In the end, it relented.

Under Adamʼs guidance, the snake injected poison directly into Damonʼs mouth. Within a minute, the Councilor was dead. A glowing orb emerged from the corpse and plunged into the serpent.

The snake blinked.

”Itʼs nothing.” Adam laughed awkwardly. ”Consider it a medal of honor.”

Then, the snake killed Vaelor in the same manner. Once again, a tiny orb emerged from the elfʼs corpse and dove right into the snake.

”Good snake!” Adam tried to pat the reptilian, but it angrily dodged his advances. It then glared at him and hurled some insults in snaketoungue.

”Okay, I got it.” Adam resisted the urge to roll his eyes. ”You can return to the Coil now. Iʼll summon you soon and feed you those sacrifices.”

The serpent left, but not before insulting Adam a few more times.

Left alone with two corpses in the room, Adam — still wearing Bowmanʼs face — stroked his chin and thought:

Now, to fabricate the crime scene.

He inhaled deeply, then slowly released his aura.

More precisely, he released Bowmanʼs aura.

Adam had memorized the manʼs mana signature, along with Hastingsʼs and Yaegarʼs, during the emergency council meeting, when he had caused a ruckus and the three were forced to restrain him.

Now, he was carefully replicating Uther Bowmanʼs mana signature and letting it bleed into the room, deliberately contaminating the scene.

As he did so, he calmly thought to himself:

I hope they arrive soon…

***

Nearly twenty minutes later, two figures closed in on the abandoned outpost.

They were none other than…

Agron Yaegar and Kenton Hastings!