Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1732

Chapter 1732 - Once And Future (Part 4)

The emerald beam vaporized a male Fomor and then moved onto Typhos. He was the strongest in the group, but even he was no match for the collective might that the Tyrant had stolen from the other three Fomors.

"I'm sorry, Straga." He said while grabbing the only female left.

She was still doing her best to protect him with her elemental pillars when Typhos put her in front of Breakdown and used her as a meat shield.

Straga died instantly, but after killing two Fomors the attack was weakened and Typhos' betrayal had bought him enough time to recover his focus. He drained the surrounding area of world energy and used that power to dissipate the remnants of the Spirit Spell.

"That was a cowardly move, bro." The Tyrant's maw curled up in disgust, exposing a row of fangs as he aimed one hammer at Typhos' heart and the other at his head.

"It takes one to know one, traitor." The Fomor conjured a sword in his right hand and a shield in the left.

They were both made of ice, earth, and covered by golden sparks that proved Typhos had an elementary understanding of Light Mastery. The shield cracked under the Adamant hammer but managed to deflect the hit before it did too much damage and so did the sword.

"Your equipment is crap, dude. It's common courtesy to leave spoils to the victor." Morok viciously alternated his strikes, breaking the constructs faster than the Fomor could reform them.

"There's no point wasting artifacts on a dead man. Besides, I don't need them." Typhos' red eye burned bright a split second before it released a burst of bright red mystical flames.

The Tyrant was too close to dodge and the eye on his chest had already split back into six to counter any element that the Fomor could use. Yet the flames ignored his fire Domination and Morok took the blast square on his chest.

The impact sent him flying as even his equipment burned and made him lose the edge that the surprise attack had given him.

At the same time, Protector and Lith faced Thrud's soldiers while Nalrond and Friya were against the undead.

The noise had alerted them of the danger and they were far enough to not be affected by the sonic blast. When the assailants appeared from behind the corner, the creatures had the time to react.

One of the evolved trolls, a female Traughen, jumped at Lith with two of her hands releasing heat rays at his head while the other two aimed at his heart, brimming with darkness magic.

She used the remaining set of arms to conjure and compress stones into a dense armor to make up for her lack of equipment.

She had chosen Lith as her target because Protector wielded his enchanted mace, Boros, while the other human was unarmed and much easier prey.

Lith tilted his head so as to place it right in between the tier three Light Mastery spells. His left hand deflected the darkness-infused hands while the right pierced through the conjured armor, punching a hole in the middle of the Traughen's bosom.

It was just a straight punch not fueled by mana, yet it crushed her heart, lung, and sent her crashing against her companion.