Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2420

A burst of emerald flames came out of her flesh, painting the room green.

When the fire died out, her wings were whole again. New and perfectly formed feathers now covered the bald spots as if the injury had never been there in the first place.

Everything felt right again, her body familiar, and Tista's heart burst with an intoxicating feeling of joy. She drew more breaths, to not let that joy nor the fire stop.

'I can feel it. I can feel my fire, my blood, and my heart moving in unison. They are one and the same.' She thought. 'What about my mana? Why I don't feel it? Why should it be any different?'

Tista started to weave the runes of the simplest spells she knew with her body, discovering that the method she had used to circulate her mana until that moment was ungraceful and clunky, like dancing with hard shoes.

It was still feasible, but the movements resulted awkward and the constant pain made it hard to enjoy the music.

She discarded everything she had learned until that moment and let the magical runes flow through her blood at the same rhythm as the Origin Flames, discovering that her spellcasting had turned smooth and required no effort.

She could feel the runes effortlessly moving through her auxiliary cores, their sequence falling into place by itself instead of needing to be guided with a steady hand.

As the mana flow increased, Tista moved to more complex and powerful spells, quickly reaching the tier four and five that until the day prior had been impossible to perform.

Usually, her auxiliary cores couldn't hold such powerful runes even after reaching a semi-spherical state and they would burst along with her flesh whenever Tista tried to make them flow by force.

This time the runes encountered no resistance and the power they carried helped the auxiliary cores to further develop, nearing their perfect form. Tista drew a final breath and started to weave a tier five spell, knowing that she had finally done it.

'One more. Just one more and I'll reach the-' Her mind froze in shock as a pillar of golden light appeared around her.

Along with the first rune of the tier five spell she was weaving, Searing Wave, she could also feel that her life forces were starting to merge. The silver star of the Dragon, the red star of the Phoenix, and the human life forces were all breaking apart.

Yet it wasn't an act of destruction, simply the necessary first step to build together something new where they would all fit together in harmony.

"No!" Tista yelled at the top of her lungs, cutting the spell off.

The mana flow, the Origin Flames, and the golden pillar disappeared together as she fell to her knees. Tista wrapped her arms around herself, shivering from an unnatural coldness that was in stark contrast with the warmth of the room.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Lith took a step forward but he didn't touch her, afraid that the process might resume at any moment and that his presence might mess with the result.

"No. I'm not." Tista looked at her hands and contracted her fingers over and over. _{freёwebnovel.com}

She was glad to see her pink skin instead of scales and short flimsy nails instead of razor-sharp claws. Yet fear still gripped her heart and with it, the coldness that made her shudder.