Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1836

Chapter 1836: Medicine and Poison (Part 2)

"A weak mana core means a weaker pressure and fewer risks. Phloria,

instead underwent such an agony because after resting in Baba Yaga‘s house she had recovered her mana.

“l am going to empty my core as much as I can while keeping my body in peak condition to increase its resistance." After a while, even using cantrips almost made her faint due to mana abuse.

"Okay, phase one is complete. Let's move on to phase two." According to Quylla‘s original plan, Lith had to poison her core to weaken it further, degrading it to blue if not even cyan.

Yet now that Faluel knew about the tower and had mastered the Hands of Menadion, she would do a much better job due to her centuries of experience and superior breathing technique.

The Hydra placed her palm over Quylla‘s hips, sending several tendrils of pure mana straight into her core.

Quylla felt as if molten metal was being injected in her abdomen,

slowly spreading throughout her body and setting it ablaze. Yet she gritted her teeth and didn't emit a single sound, knowing that it was the least she would have to endure.

‘Dammit! I knew that no painkiller or darkness fusion can mitigate the symptoms of mana poisoning, but l didn't expect it to be so intense.‘

She thought as her core turned deep violet and bright blue streaks slowly appeared all over it.

By the time it became bright blue, Quylla was as pale as a ghost. At blue, she fainted and Faluel had to stop the process.

“How long was I out?"

“Less than ten minutes." The Hydra replied.

"Has my core already started to recover?" Quylla asked.

"No, but there isn't much time. Can you go on?" As soon as she nodded, Faluel resumed injecting the mana.

She was careful tainting solely the outer layers and letting her energy spread on its own through Quylla's core, without compromising its inner and pure violet mana.

When her core turned deep blue, the pain was too much and Quylla started to scream, clenching Faluel's hands just to not faint again. Her wails lasted until she was out of breath and resumed as soon as she ?lled her lungs with fresh air. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}

Then bright cyan streaks appeared over the bright blue core and Quylla started to cry as well. She banged her head against the stone ?oor, using the physical pain to attenuate that from mana poisoning even for one second.

"We've reached the bright cyan." The Hydra said. "Now you need to strip."

Quylla was in so much pain that modesty was the least of her worries.

She took off her clothes at once, uncaring for who and where people were looking.

“Fuck you, Mogar!" Quylla yelled as she stimulated the mana ?ow inside her body, guiding it to the source of that ungodly pain that her core was.

Her hands shook but her breathing rhythm remained steady as she self—Awakened.