Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1577

Chapter 1577 - The Suneater (Part 1)

The copycat waved his hand, emitting a blast of wind that sent Zinya slamming against the wall so hard that a new bloody wound opened on the back of her head.

A flick of the fake Fallmug's fingers made Frey float in mid-air, forcing him to come closer while an air blade formed around the left hand of the mage, emitting a buzzing sound.

"Feel free to scream, kid. It's not going to help you with the pain, but it sure will make the experience funnier for me." The blue-robed man said while enjoying the terror on Zinya's and Filia's face.

Killing Mirim so quickly had given him no pleasure. He had worked hard to make sure that this time no one would interrupt him and that he could set up another masterpiece like the display he had left at the Lark's household.

"Feel free to follow your own advice." Tezka's eyes brimmed with Chaos and fury as he came out of his dimensional space.

He grabbed the blue-robed man's extended right arm that was about to touch Frey and twisted it so violently that the arm broke in three places at once. The wrist, the ulna, and the radius shattered in unison as the Fylgja's right fist struck the man's face like a meteor.

"Hands off my children!" The Abomination-Warg hybrid roared as the man wearing Fallmug's face was sent flying away, breaking through the door and darting in the air as if he had been shot by a catapult.

Despite the pain and the surprise attack, the blue-robed man managed to emit five elemental beams, one from each of the fingers of his still intact hand, and aim them with surgical precision.

Tezka's Davross-coated tails intercepted the spells before they could strike at the hearts and the heads of their respective victims.

"Zogar?" Zinya asked in confusion. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}

The creature in front of her was over 2.5 meters (8'2") tall, wearing a full suit of silvery armor over pitch-black fur and wielding a longsword whose black surface was covered in stars.

He resembled a humanoid wolf with shoulders as broad as a door with ten tails coming out of his back instead of just one. Nine of them were four meters (13 feet) long, whipping through the air as if they had a mind of their own.

The last one was atrophied, barely reaching 1.5 meters (5 feet) of length.

Her savior looked and sounded nothing like the man she knew, but the fury in his voice and the fact that he had referred to the children as his own could only mean one thing.

"I wish, Zin." Tezka said with a pained sigh.

Between the bond that all the Abomination-hybrids shared, his debt of gratitude towards the Master, and his paternal instincts, he really wished to be part of that family.

After spending so much time watching and protecting the children from afar, this wasn't as Tezka had pictured their first meeting. The once cruel and calculating Eldritch that just a few years back wouldn't have cared for weaklings now hated himself for having waited so long before stepping in.

He had been forced to hold his hand to learn as much as he could about the Balkor copycat and to make sure that he wouldn't escape.

"Stay here and don't move. I've already called for reinforcements. That bastard is mine." Tezka's Spirit Tail detached from his body, taking a form barely taller than the kids.