Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1737

'The mine empowers Typhos' best abilities and neutralizes ours at the same time. Not even Faluel could defeat him in here and would be forced to wait for him outside the mine.

'Or better, the old Faluel couldn't. Now both she and we can.' The gloves of Lith's Scalewalker armor became thicker and a series of small crystals each of a different color appeared on his knuckles.

Typhos swung his elemental blades at the Tiamat in an overhead slash and much to his surprise, he blocked them. The dense darkness energy deformed near the Hands of Menadion due to the conflicting willpowers fighting for its control.

The six colored wings of the Fomor worked akin to the Hands, granting Typhos control over the world energy. When two similar powers collided, the decisive factors were the skill and focus of their users.

The elemental blades were akin to a rope in a tug of war, each end had a different master that could touch them without suffering any damage. Typhos turned the swords into light, fire, and then ice, yet a simple flicker of the corresponding gem on the Hands neutralized his efforts.

Friya didn't miss the opportunity, Blinking in and stabbing several times at the Fomor's vitals in a split second before Blinking out. Typhos lost his focus and his blades slipped more under Lith's control.

"Damn you, woman!" He let go of the energy masses and retreated before the rest of the group followed her example.

Had he waited any longer, Lith's energy signature would have overtaken the blades, and all the mana that Typhos had put into them would have been used against him.

'Do you have any idea how to replicate that trick?' Lith could feel the constructs fading away but he had no reason to waste his energy to fuel them.

'No mana sense, no clue. I'm sorry. I have a better idea, though.' She replied.

Typhos went back to the narrow corridor where the white crystals would fuel his wings and keep his enemies from surrounding him, becoming both his sword and shield.

Yet he could feel the world energy resisting his pull. The color of his wings dulled and keeping more than one eye lit at the same time sent pangs through his head, making tears of blood streak down his cheeks.

'Guys, feel free to use your magic. I've neutralized the wings and put a cushion between us and the crystals.' Lith said via a mind link to not alert the enemy that his field advantage was lost.

It took both Lith's and Solus's focus for the task. He used the Hands to counter the Fomor's abilities the moment he tried to activate them while Solus shaped the world energy around the white crystals so that they were insulated from external influence.

Protector, Friya, Nalrond, and Morok each cast a tier five spell that flooded the corridor where Typhos was before he had the time to understand what was happening. When he finally noticed the four incoming blasts, it was too late.

He tried to Blink but the invisible battle between his wings and the Hands twisted the elemental energy and sealed dimensional magic. Before he could try and use his eyes, the combined effects of the four spells reduced him to splatters on the walls.

"My babies!" Morok ran into the corridor to retrieve his hammers before the pillar of black light, the white flames, the dimensional blades, and the elemental spheres faded completely. "If any of you damaged my babies, you'll pay for their repairs."

He used air magic to force the dust to settle while he looked for his weapons. Luckily for him, the mystical ice was still there. It had blocked the magic explosions just like it blocked Grimnir's energy, protecting them from the blast.

"The good news is that you don't have to pay for my new weapons. The bad news is that I have no idea how to-" The ice melted as soon as the last remnant of Typhos' energy signature disappeared.