Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2467

"You would just reach a state in-between the white and the bright violet core. To actually reach the white you would need to become one with Sunrise as well." Baba Yaga said.

"Remember what I told you after your fight with the Mad Queen, my child. A tower is the equivalent of a white core. Combined with two bright violet cores you just obtain a power one notch above the bright white." _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

"Could I defeat you, then?" Dawn's voice was devoid of malice. There was only confusion and curiosity in her tone.

"Again, you wish. You would surpass me in raw power when I'm away from my tower, but my mastery of magic would still be above yours. Also, you would gain no bloodline abilities by reaching the white core that way and I have a mage tower of my own.

"When I'm near my hut, I can access its enchantments and my power is much greater than just two bright white cores, just like it happens for Lith and Solus." Baba Yaga pointed at the hybrid.

"If what you say is true, why haven't they reached the white already? You just said that's a perfect fusion." Tista asked.

"A perfect fusion between a broken man, a broken woman, and a broken tower. Neither of them is anywhere near their full potential." The Mother stared at the battle that was taking place in front of them, clenching her hands in excitement.

"Yet they complete each other. They heal each other. With each passing second, what has long been broken is becoming whole again."

Through the surveillance mirror, Tista watched the flaring white fringes of the hybrid's aura become stable as the battle unfolded. More than once she found herself inwardly thanking the gods for Dawn's foresight.

Even from a great distance, the shockwaves from the exchange of blows and the conjured spells by both sides reached the spectators in the form of violent sudden gusts of wind. Some just ruffled her hair but others forced her to raise her arms to protect her eyes.

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While Dawn brought Tista to safety, the colossus looked at the exhausted cursed objects and at themselves with the Eyes of Menadion. They exploited the first respite from battle to formulate the best strategy to permanently put an end to the new threat that Night had put on their path.

'Compared to our human form, our current body doesn't give us any advantage.' They thought. 'Sure, it's big and that makes it hard to reach our vitals but at the same time, it makes the Voidwalker armor useless.

'Our bare scales don't offer much protection against Davross and the wind pressure generated by limbs this big against creatures that small pushes the cursed objects back before we can hit them.

'Also, it's better for us to move the fight to close-quarter combat. Spells give us the range advantage but at the same time cause a major flaw in our plan. Fighting from a distance also means that they have plenty of space for maneuvering and that they can retreat and recover whenever they want.

'On top of that, if they bolt away at the same time in different directions, no matter how powerful we are, we can't chase more than one at a time. They only need to sacrifice one of them to escape from the area we dimensionally sealed.