Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2451

"Now you are mine!" The cursed scimitar said while trapping Tista's right arm inside his regenerating wound while aiming at her wings.

Tista screamed in fear, her trauma sending her into a panic that made her lose all the spells she kept at the ready as she saw the blade descend in an arc.

'Snap out of it!' Solus yelled as the Fury flew out of the stone ring and intercepted Windfell before it was too late.

Davross clashed against Davross in a rain of sparks, their enchantments raging at each other. The impact with the Fury caused Windfell pain, but it was nothing compared to the humiliation of seeing the modern runes etched on the Fury's surface.

"I'm going to enjoy this way more than I'm supposed to, traitor." The curved blade moved too fast for Tista to follow and it would have amputated both her wings if Solus hadn't taken her physical form.

She pushed her friend and enemy in opposite directions, using air magic to form a cushion between her hand and Tista's body and hitting Windfell as hard as she could.

He was expecting that as well yet none of the spells he had prepared was designed to stop someone with the strength of a Divine Beast. The palm strike sent him flying, but it was the Clean Slate infused in Solus' hand that did most of the damage.

Under normal circumstances, the tier four Forgemastery spell would have short-circuited the power core of the artifact for a while. Yet Windfell was a sentient being and he used his own mana flow to counter the spell's.

Clean Slate was still effective enough to disrupt the mana flow between cursed object and host, making Windfell lose the spells he had prepared for the fight and rush back in the man's hand to re-establish the mind link.

The cursed scimitar's host was brain dead, with no will of his own. Without the living legacy, his mutilated body would stop healing and if the mana core cracked due to the missing head and heart, Windfell would be forced to run away and search for a new host.

'Don't space out and remember. We are dealing with cursed objects. Their bodies are just puppets so focus on the weapons. No matter how much damage you deal to the host, if you don't cut the strings, it will keep attacking.'

'Thanks for the save, Solus.' Tista replied. 'I'll follow your advice and watch out for the cursed objects but it's not like I can ignore the host either. The guy is stronger, faster, and magically more powerful than me.

'There's no point avoiding the blade if the man wielding it can crush my throat with one hand.'

Solus nodded and kept flying as fast as she could toward the mana geyser, feeling the strength leaving her body as if she was using several spells at the same time. Without an energy source, even the Sage Staff could only do so much to mitigate the mana lost by her cracked core.

Tista used the Mouth of Menadion to conjure her best spells at record speed, throwing a volley of fire, lightning, and Spirit Magic at Windfell to keep him away.

The cursed scimitar exploited his superior speed to dodge the Spirit Spell and channeled the water element through his metal body, dispelling the other two spells by severing the connection between the mana and the elemental energy.

'Shit! I had forgotten that purified Davross can do that. How do we beat that thing?' She asked.