Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2879

Chapter 2879 Pulling the Strings (Part 1)

2879 Pulling the Strings (Part 1)

'The stupider a creature is, the easier to kill. Or so I would think if the behavior of the monster tide hadn't shown clear signs of intelligence. These creatures stopped their blind charge when they realized that numbers mean nothing to me and formed this ring for the mutated trolls.

'The only question is what do they hope to gain from this and why are they stalling for-'

The answers to Ilthin's questions came in a disgusting cracking of bones and ripping of flesh. The munching had never stopped as the trolls advanced toward the Firstborn Banshee, taking several bites with each step they took.

Then, one of them emitted an agonizing scream from all of its mouths as its red skin tore apart in a fountain of blood. The heart beat so quickly and the veins were so many that a single scratch was enough to release a bloody mist that resembled an Awakened's aura.

Ilthin wondered if one of her shockwaves might have caused an internal bleeding that was seemingly killing the creatures, but that didn't make sense. Trolls were famous for healing quickly and the wound was external and expanding quickly.

Too quickly.

Before she could furrow her delicate brows, the mutated troll's fingers and legs anchored themselves to the ground, pulling in opposite directions. The pale red body was torn asunder in a splash of blood but both halves kept standing.

The anchors kept munching and new flash grew to cover the exposed organs. In the blink of an eye, two identical trolls stood where just a few seconds ago there had been one.

"I see." Ilthin nodded. "This mutation further accelerates your spawning rate. No breeding, no younglings. Just straight adults, each one a copy of the original. Do you even share the same memories?"

As she spoke, the rest of the mutated trolls started the pseudo-

mitosis. Ilthin took a deep breath and opened her mouth as if she was about to scream.

The monsters comprising the living ring and all trolls lifted the corpses under their feet to use them as shields.

"Wow." Ilthin's voice came out as a sensual whisper. "Shared memories and a hive mind?"

Her words were met with growls and hisses, the monsters enraged in the same manner at her deduction.

"Please, it wasn't that hard. You moved as one and none of you gave a single order that I could perceive." She burst into a peal of silvery laughter. "Besides, you have more pressing matters to worry about.

"Do you really think I was wasting my time talking?" A series of explosions ravaged the area around her, scattering the monsters to the wind, while the ground turned into molten lava, incinerating the corpses.

Ilthin had silently cast tier five fire-based spells like Raging Sun and Volcano, spreading them in her surroundings as she fought. She knew that getting rid of the corpses was as important as killing when dealing with monsters.

The Firstborn Banshee had just waited for the moment when her spells would deal the most damage. The mutated trolls were debilitated from the mitosis or still in the process while the rest of the monsters were packed to gorge themselves upon their fallen comrades.

The tier fives spells were also meant to exploit the flammable nature of the trolls and the dry fur of other monster tribes to spread the fire. Ilthin didn't breathe so the hot air spared her lungs.

The hail of sharp rocks bounced off her harder-than-steel skin and even stepping on the burning lava brought her little discomfort. Undead were naturally resistant to all elements but darkness and her body healed faster than the heat could damage her.

The living tide of monsters roared at her words but the Firstborn Banshee ignored them. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}