Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2989

Chapter 2989 Life from Death (Part 1)

2989 Life from Death (Part 1)

Strider's bloodline ability gave his body and the ground he stood upon the same electrical charge while his destination bore the opposite charge.

This way, the repulsive and attractive forces would respectively push and pull him toward his destination with pinpoint accuracy. Thanks to their combined effect he reached a speed on par with a Raiju at full speed but with smaller and more precise movements.

Even the closed space of the caves wasn't an issue since unlike Bytra the Zouwu did not need to generate an electromagnetic rail, only jump points. The charged areas also acted as magnetic locks, giving Strider solid footing on the walls and ceiling as if he were standing on the ground.

His father had manufactured his armor and blades to boost his abilities further, building different electrical changes in different pieces so that the various parts of the armor moved along with him.

Their combined effect balanced Strider's steps and absorbed part of the strain from exceeding his natural speed.

The blades attracted each other when he needed to block, forming a single wall.

When he attacked, instead, they formed electric arcs that struck at the enemies even after the passage of the first sword, creating an opening for a counter and tracing a path that the second sword could follow in a split second.

'Not bad at all.' Lith thought, holding a breath of Origin Flames ready to be emitted from all over his body, just in case. 'I wonder how powerful Strider would become were he to master earth and air Void Magic.'

Unbeknownst to Lith and heavily implied by his paranoia, the Zouwu shared such thoughts which were among the many reasons for his resentment toward the Tiamat.

In the space of two heartbeats, all the undead bats were on the ground, and this time for good. They had been shredded in so many pieces that the biggest was the size of a single human phalanx.

"Is everybody okay? Did I miss one?" The Zouwu asked.

"Yes and no." Rhuta said. "You killed all the bats and we are alive, but we are not fine. Look carefully."

He showed Strider his still-bleeding arm.

"Why aren't you healing it?"

"That's the point. I've been using light fusion since before the bats attacked us the first time yet the wounds aren't closing." Rhuta replied.

***

The necromantic speel had traveled through the underground flow of world energy of the Garden, just like Ryka's and Rhuta's blood. The life essence was carried by vein-like tubes coming out of the ceiling of the throne room and converging in an ancient bronze basin at the right side of the throne.

Back when the Garden accepted pilgrims seeking the Great Mother's blessing, the Groundkeeper would fill the basin with water and use it to wash his hands and eyes before meeting a supplicant.

It was a symbolic gesture to move on from the results of the previous judgments and listen to the newcomer with a fresh, unbiased mind.

Now, however, the basin had a whole different purpose.

Maergron stirred the pool of fresh blood, splitting it based on the person it belonged to. Then, he cupped his hands and sipped the blood on the right side.

"A human. What a waste." There were no bloodline abilities, no noteworthy spells engraved in Rutha's life essence. "Fuck! An enforcer of the Council. If he's here for me this could mean trouble."

There wasn't enough to read the human's memories, only a few bits of feelings and emotions.

"I don't know what's worse. If wasting time and resources to prepare a second wave to deal with a bunch of unknown intruders or the fact that I can't stop talking to myself!" Maergron said and he was right on both accounts. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}