Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1767

Chapter 1767 - The Last Word (Part 1)

Orpal unleashed his Blade Tier Spell, Shattered Moon, at the same moment Manohar released his own, Rogue Sun.

The silver blast from Thorn and the golden flash from Surgeon, Manohar's blade, clashed in mid-air, releasing a pulse of light that was visible not only from kilometers away, but even from space.

"That's interesting stuff, Nero." Inxialot the Lich King said while looking at the source of the brilliance from the garden of his secret lab, located on the surface of the moon.

"Indeed." The black cat spectated the fight through a telescope since he lacked his master's uncanny sight.

"Ho, ho, ho! It must be the isolation, but sometimes I swear that your meowling almost sounds like words." Inxialot laughed.

"Preposterous!" Nero laughed with him.

The Queen, however, didn't find the phenomenon amusing. Quite the contrary, it sent shivers down her spine.

"That's where Manohar is! Send him reinforcements, now!" Sylpha shouted orders in her communication amulet as she took the Saefel set, ready to join the fight.

"Calm down!" Meron stopped her with a heavy heart. "The set can never leave Valeron except that in times of war, that's the law!"

"We are at war, you idiot!" She roared like a wounded tigress.

"A man is in danger, not the people of the Kingdom." Meron shook his head. "Besides, do you really think you can get there in time? By the time the light fades Manohar will be either dead or victorious."

"Then I'll be able to either avenge him or to help him, now move!" Sylpha pushed him aside, yet he offered no resistance and darted right behind her.

"What do you think you are doing?"

"The right thing." Meron left her both the Sword and the Armor of Saefel, conjuring a Royal Fortress armor and the Spell Hoarding Cube for himself. "I'm coming with you."

What they were about to do went against all the laws of the Kingdom. The King and Queen leaving the capitol unprotected and taking the most powerful artifacts away was a crime that might force them to abdicate the throne, but neither of them cared.

"I love you." Sylpha said while Spirit Warping to the nearest Gate.

"I love you more." Meron replied.

Yet as the King had predicted, the fight had ended before the light disappeared and the natural blackness of the night returned.

The winner and the loser both coughed out a mouthful of blood, their bodies devastated by exhaustion. Yet only one of them still stood tall.

"This is not the end." Manohar said. "As I told you, I'm the one who decides how I live or die."

His battered body lay face down in the mud, yet he kept talking and moving through a construct made of light that contained every spark he had left of mana and all of his will.