Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2842

Chapter 2842 Ancient Fury (Part 2)

2842 Ancient Fury (Part 2)

The Leviathan knew that even while standing on his own turf, there was nothing he could do from a distance against three Guardians so he came to face them in person.

"This is not an act of aggression anymore, but of war between Garlen and Jiera. By the end of this day, only one continent will survive and retain its original Guardians!"

Along with his own Steps, Fenagar conjured two more. One for Roghar the Fenrir, who had many bones to pick with all of Garlen's Guardians, and one for Zagran the Garuda, the battle maniac who never turned down a challenge.

The crackle from the conflicting auras of the assembled six Guardians was enough to flatten one-third of Jiera. Mogar reacted by turning the beach into a Fringe and keeping whatever was going to take place inside of it from affecting the outside world.

"Farm me sideways." Lith focused on Zagran, her aura was completely different from Salaark's yet similar.

He could tell even at first glance that the Garuda was stronger than the Pheonix in some aspects but weaker in others, making a fight between them a coin toss at best.

'Even if the Guardians of Jiera were all chumps, the clash with the Guardians of Garlen would be enough to kill us all. No one would have survived the side effects of Grandma's fight against Tezka if not for the colossal barrier and them looking out for us.

'Here there is no barrier and the other Guardians are going to target us on purpose.' He thought while conjuring Ragnar?k in a blaze of emerald flames. 'If only I could conjure Silverwing's Bastion…'

The anti-Guardian spell needed seven bright violet-cored Awakened and on that beach, there were just four. On top of that, Lith and Quylla had never practiced with Inxialot and Raagu so even if they did have the power, the spell would be far from optimal.

"This is fine." Inxialot said. "My phylactery is hidden in a safe place. I'm going to survive this and once I'm back, I'll find a way to resurrect you, baby. If I remember about you, of course."

"Don't call me baby!" Raagu snarled.

"Meow!" Nero pulled the Lich's robe, pointing at the bell on his own neck.

"Oh, shit! I'm dead. And I mean for real. Really dead. Cadaverific." Inxialot realized in shock that his phylactery was right in front of him. "If you ever loved me and if there is any sort of afterlife, put in a good word for me, baby."

"Who the f-arm ever loved you? We had one date and it was a disaster!" Raagu replied, stunned by her vocal cords altering the swear word on their own.

"Roghar." Tyris opened and closed her hands multiple times, making her knuckles pop. "Didn't you have enough already? Didn't Ileza's fate teach you anything?"

The majestic Fenrir reached a height at the withers of 50 meters (166 feet), the fur covering his body glistening under the sunlight as if every bristle was a pure white mana crystal.

The fact that he still wore enough bandages to pass for a mummy and two of his limbs were splintered, however, ruined the overall effect.

"I surrender." Roghar shrunk to the size of a regular wolf and fell on his back in front of the Great Mother, exposing his white-furred belly. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

"Zag-zag!" Salaark stepped forward with her arms open.