Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2883

Chapter 2883 Old Magic (Part 1)

2883 Old Magic (Part 1)

'Can you redirect our Primordial Flames like you just did for Thundercrash's bullet?' Lith asked.

'Depends. Can you guys control them well enough to not eat at my spell?' Friya replied.

The Hekate and the Tiamat exchanged an embarrassed look that answered louder than any word could.

'Then no.' Friya said. 'If Scope collapses and your Primordial Flames go awry, we'll be dead in a second.'

'Let's play this safe, then.' Tista said. 'I'm going in close quarter combat. Please, deflect with Dimensional Magic any attack strong enough to shoot me down. I will take care of the rest.'

'I can do that. There's not much I can do while I wait for Thundercrash to recharge anyw… What?' Solus emerged from the ground with a full set of spells at the ready.

Mjolnir erupted from the Fury, conjuring bolts of lightning that the now magnetite-enriched soil absorbed and amplified. The monsters that survived or avoided the spell were impaled by rock spikes that acted like lightning rods.

The magnetite drew the collected electricity upon them so that not a single thunderbolt missed its target. The tier four Light Mastery spell, Blightburn generated scorching pillars of solid light from the fingertips of her free hands, cutting through the enemy ranks and keeping them at bay.

Eight more Furies carved their path, their heads white from the heat conjured by the red elemental crystals. Once they reached their respective destination, the eight hammers exploded into countless flaming shards.

Burning Rain turned them into white-hot Davross shards that pierced through the hide and flesh of the monsters, making the blood of its victims boil.

At the same time, the runes carved on the Sage Staff conjured Warping Arrays that allowed her to jump through the battlefield and avoid being surrounded by the mutated monsters.

From his hiding spot, Orpal hated Lith for having grown so much in power while his own stagnated. He hated every kind of mystical flame the Tiamat generated because it was something majestic that he knew deep inside he would never possess.

He also hated Tista's new form for resembling so much a Tiamat and none at all a Vurdalak, proving that Orpal's bloodline had been cast away from the Verhen family as much as its bearer.

Last, but not least, he hated Night because even though the Horseman couldn't even think about the fight they were witnessing, he could almost hear her laughing at him.

'Curse you all! Millions of carefully bred monsters and not one that can put a dent on Leech's scaled face. Yet I'll be the one to have the last laugh!' As if waiting for Orpal's cue, something brought Friya's thoughts and the whole battlefield to a halt as Solus' spell wore off.

A red flow of life force and a blue stream of mana were coalescing from the monsters she had just slain along with those coming from the hundreds of corpses that each member of the assault unit had claimed.

Even the ashes and ice crystals produced by the monsters consumed by the Cursed Cores of the elementals swirled in the air. The resulting energy mass that accumulated in the middle of the Black Tide was so intense that it was visible to the naked eye.

The air crackled with power as the energy shaped itself into a perfect circle that spun faster and faster until the area it encompassed started to deform. It was like reality was being muddled, stirred, and then pulled from the other side by an invisible hand.