Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2553

'Do we really need to go this far? Don't you think that we have already killed enough monsters to sell them the hero act?' Solus was confused since that level of violence wasn't part of the original plan.

'Respectively, yes we do and no, it's not enough. Sorry for keeping you guys in the dark but I couldn't tell Morok everything or his reaction wouldn't be genuine.' Lith replied. 'Feel free to take a peek at my mind if you think I'm going overboard.'

Solus' reply came in the form of a skillful parry that locked one of the hammers and created an opening that nearly cost Morok his arm.

'I trust you. Do you want me to also take out the Fury or the Sage Staff?'

'That's mean of you, Solus. Quylla invited us to her marriage, not to Morok's funeral.' He replied with a smirk.

Their conversation was light, but all that the Tyrant could see was a cruel grin on the Abomination's face. With each exchange, Morok was losing ground and letting Lith dictate the rhythm of the fight.

They both used body casting to unleash spells against each other but while the Abomination cast tier four and five spells, Morok was stuck at tier three. Their Domination was on par and from so up close there was no space for dodging spells.

Morok had to use elemental blasts from his eyes non-stop to make up for the difference in tier between their spells which was quickly draining his stamina and mana core.

"You monster!" He said, half following the script and half speaking from the heart. "How many lives have you destroyed? How many people have you killed to become so strong?"

"Enough." Despite the chaos of battle, the crowned demon's voice was low and calm.

His simple answer more terrifying than any threat his enemies could imagine.

The Tyrant was using every trick, feint, and footwork technique he had mastered over his 28 years of age, six of which spent as a Ranger, yet he was losing.

Morok was going all-out and squeezing out his energy reserves until the last drop just to not be cut down.

'Sure, I've Awakened much later than him but I'm older and I have allegedly been in much more fights than Lith. He's not even 20 yet he is this close to whooping my ass. What kind of life has he had to become this strong?'

Double Edge swept both Grimnir away with a diagonal slash to the left while War crossed its path in an X, cutting the Tyrant from the right shoulder to the left hip.

Blood spurted out as the shock from the deep wound made him fall onto his knees.

"You shouldn't have come, kid. All you have done is give these creatures false hope and make me stronger." Lith grabbed the helpless Morok by the throat, sucking what little was left of his strength with Abomination Touch.

The black slate of the Void turned into small scales, mimicking those of the Tyrant, and each one of the seven white eyes turned to a different elemental color.

'Stop it!' Morok begged via the mind link. 'If you use even a bit more of your strength, I'll have no believable way to win!'

'I beg to differ.' A silvery blur appeared near the Abomination, punching him so fast that he didn't have the time to react.

At the same time, another hand twisted Lith's wrist, breaking the hold over the Tyrant and freeing him.

"Son of Glemos or not, you almost died for us and that means something. Ryla!" The Hati Queen was coursing with golden lightning while an orange armor protected her from the demon's deadly touch. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}