Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1927

"Manohar must have had a bad day if someone pathetic and insignificant like you managed to kill him. He was a genius mage and fighter, just like your brother. They are the kind of people I would entrust with my armies.

"An idiot like you, instead, isn't even capable of cleaning a chamber pot without getting dirty." Thrud actually considered both Lith and Manohar two massive thorns in her side.

Yet she knew that by badmouthing Orpal's greatest success and comparing him to his hated brother, he would lose himself to envy and do something stupid.

"Manohar was in perfect shape and I destroyed Leech's life just like I'm about to do with you!" Those words struck at the Dead King harder than any slap and drove him insane.

His pride couldn't allow such defiance.

Not after the utter defeat he had suffered by Jirni's hand. Not after the Undead Courts had betrayed him, bending the knee to an inferior woman. Not after he had once again been measured to Lith and found wanting.

'Stop, you idiot! You're playing right into her hand.' Night had understood Thrud's game, but her warning came one second too late.

Moonlight appeared out of a dimensional tunnel, sucking the world energy in the room and using it to empower its master.

"I don't care what kind of equipment you have or who you think you are. When a mage meets another with a tower, there's no challenge." Orpal's wound healed instantly and his strength grew to the point that he managed to push Thrud back.

"I couldn't agree more. That's why I'm taking yours." At a snap of Thrud's fingers, several of his Awakened soldiers appeared out of Spirit Warp Steps.

They trapped Horseman and steed inside a Sealed Space, cutting their connection. Yet it wasn't enough.

From the fight of the Horsemen against the troops of the Kingdom, Thrud knew that the crystal horse would return to their master whenever the link between them was cut off by an external influence.

It was the reason Iata and the others conjured the Spirit Spell Griffon Fetters and restrained Moonlight, using their weight to anchor the steed on the spot.

"The most idiotic thing about broadcasting your feats is that you have shown me how to defeat you. Your tricks, your steed, your Blade Spell, I know everything about you." Thrud walked into the Sealed Space, cutting off any escape route.

"Come on. Do your worst."

Orpal lunged with Thorn, but Thrud was faster, grabbing the polearm and throwing it away. He then touched the wall, using the connection to bypass the Sealed Space and reactivate the defensive arrays of the building.

A flicker from Arthan's Sword took the control away from him.

"How does it feel being powerless inside your own home? How does it feel walking a mile in your victims' shoes?" Thrud kept walking forward until Orpal's back touched the wall and the breastplates of their armors touched.

He activated Frozen Soul, but Thrud already knew about it from the Undead Courts. He had killed many people just to flaunt his powers so she had been informed about how to deal with it.

The Mad Queen conjured the silver lightning of Life Maelstrom stored inside her body and hit Orpal with a fist as heavy as a freight train. First, she shattered his armor, and then she broke his bones one by one before ripping them off.

She broke his body, mind, and spirit. Night tried to regenerate her host enough to control him, but Thrud was relentless. On top of that, inside the Sealed Space there was not enough energy for the task.