Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1963

Chapter 1963 - Menadion's Wrath (Part 1)

Along with the volley of train-sized bursts of Origin Flames, Chaos spells erupted from Zoreth's whole body, each one big enough to obliterate a human-sized creature in one hit.

Emperor Beasts and plants could afford to get hit without dying, but in the heat of the battle stopping their movement was the same as becoming sitting ducks.

The Raiju had abandoned her human form and galloped through the battlefield, unleashing a rain on white bolts of lightning in her wake. Those who didn't dodge Bytra discovered that her strength was above that of an Emperor Beast.

Her horn would pierce through armor, scales, and flesh alike, draining the life out of her victims while electrocuting them.

Each hit of Dolgus' maces either killed or incapacitated an Awakened. The particles of light that his movements generated had now formed a thick curtain that crackled with power.

"Gods, no!" Senara said out loud in shock as she recognized one of Tyris' signature bloodline abilities that the White Griffon had inherited.

Light Raider turned the curtain into magical runes that took the form of arrays, Light Mastery spells, and more. Dolgus could manipulate the light element in the world energy, and by mixing it with his life force, turn it into anything else.

The runes of light now shrouded the battlefield around the Griffon, forming healing spells to mend his wounds, hard-light shields to block the incoming attacks, and tier five spells of all elements.

Light Raider was empowered by the world energy which contained all elements. To convert light into another element, the runes simply had to sacrifice themselves to conjure what they needed.

"Ignore the Tiamat and stop the fucking White Griffon!" She yelled at the top of her lungs while flying toward Dolgus. "Light Raider can turn the tables of any battle."

The Awakened were now more terrified than ever.

Despite their orders, they knew that turning their back to a Blade Tier Spell was moronic at best. They stood their ground and weaved Silverwing's Bastion, ready to take the Tiamat down the moment the Blade Tier Spell faded.

'The kid is just 19 and has a violet core. He can't have truly mastered such a complex discipline already. Also, his limit should be two consecutive Blade Tier spells tops. With all the damage he has taken, if we resist the spell and keep him from using his breathing technique, he's as good as dead.' The veterans thought in unison.

Their analysis was accurate. There was only so much that Lith could do, especially after consuming a lot of energy to conjure the Call of the Void and the Cursed Flames.

It was the reason he would've never attempted Ruin if not for Solus. She was just a blue cored Awakened and a human at that. Everyone was ignoring her and she was happier that way.

It had given her all the time she needed to cast her own Blade Tier spell, Menadion's Wrath.

What made the title of Ruler of the Flames so amazing wasn't the knowledge they shared with the rest of the Awakened community, but their ability to craft equipment that was in tune with their owners.

Without it, it was impossible to cast a Blade Tier Spell. Ripha Menadion had spent years working on Solus' Fury and making sure that it would fit her daughter like a glove.