Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1110

Chapter 1110 Yurial’s Legacy Part 2

Darkness needed time to corrode such a construct whereas Immortal Fetters needed only a second to unleash its effects. The chains seeped inside the Horseman’s body, ignoring the crystal armor and weighing her down with the power of a tier five gravity spell.

At the same time, the six elements stored inside the chains flooded Night’s body, creating a mana flow opposite to her own and making it impossible for her to use magic.

"What the heck is this?" The Horseman plunged to the ground as her wings were no longer capable of sustaining her weight.

Her armor now felt as heavy as a mountain and moving her spear required her full strength. Her superior battle experience had become useless since even performing a feint required a swiftness of movement she no longer had.

Instead of answering, Lith took a full breath and unleashed a jet stream of bright blue Origin Flames at Night. He couldn’t use them before since Origin Flames required close range and they didn’t move faster than he could hurl them.

On top of that, every failed attack with Origin Flames would leave Lith breathless and create a perfect opening for a long-range weapon like Thorn. Now, however, Night couldn’t dodge and her spear moved so slowly that Lith could follow its movements.

The Horseman channeled the darkness magic that flowed through her real body, the black crystal embedded in her host’s chest, to conjure another thick barrier. Immortal Fetters slowed and lessened the energy flow, but it was still enough to block most of the Flames.

"Remarkable, truly remarkable. Achieving a bright blue core at such a young age is a rare feat." Night felt no pain and focused solely on conjuring as much power as she could to get rid of the pesky chains.

Immortal Fetters had the power of six tier five offensive spells and one true magic array, but a Horseman’s mana core could do much more. On top of that, Yurial’s Hexagram couldn’t absorb any more spells to recharge the chains whereas new darkness element fueled Night’s abilities by the second.

It was only a matter of time before the Fetters lost the tug of war against the living corruption that the Black Night was.

Lith hurled one stream of Origin Flames after the other, but between the crystal armor and the black aura, they inflicted little damage. Then, he used War to decapitate the Horseman, just to see a crystal tendril reattach the still-mocking head.

"Has anyone ever told you that to destroy a cursed object it takes the power of a Guardian and that the Horsemen are above any living legacy that any race can make?" Night laughed at his efforts and lunged her Thorn in a cross counter.

She had no need to defend. No matter the damage, as long as her crystal remained intact, Night would always return whole.

Lith cursed his bad luck as Thorn pierced through his left shoulder and wing, turning them both into shreds. With finesse off the table, the Horseman had no problem turning the battle into a slugfest.

She didn’t even try to dodge, preferring to collect her strength for the moment when Lith put his weight into the strike and then hitting him back while Was pierced her flesh. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

Such a suicidal tactic would have been impossible for someone without an almost immortal body, something that Lith had never faced whereas Night had spent centuries exploiting.

"What’s the matter, dragon boy? Are we not feeling so hot anymore?" The Horseman said with a cruel grin on her face.