Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3095

Chapter 3095 Kind of an Airhead (Part 1)

First, the Void Spell condensed the humidity in the cave into a layer of frost that covered living, undead, and constructs alike. It also weakened Lith further, but he didn't care, knowing what was about to happen.

The temperature dropped by dozens of degrees, sapping the heat of humans and beasts. At the same time, the cold sealed the joints of the armor of the undead and hindered their movements. _{frёeωebɳovel.com}

At that point, the water comprising the ice instantly broke down into oxygen and hydrogen.

The cold wave of Frost Fire turned into heat that set off the flammable gases into a ground-shaking explosion. The blast caught the Dread Knights by surprise and with the floor slippery from the ice, they were sent tumbling like everyone else.

Strider too lost his footing, but it wasn't his formation to be destroyed nor was his accumulated power to be neutralized. The Dread Knights cursed as they jumped back on their mounts while the Zouwu took deep breaths with Invigoration.

The world energy in the cave was thin, but still enough to heal most of his wounds and partly replenish his strength whereas the blood cores of the undead would remain weakened until they preyed on a suitable source of life force.

'Thanks, Solus!' Lith and Ryka said in unison.

The flames turned humans and beasts into ashes that the Titania assimilated as fertilizer, fueling the recovery abilities typical of her race. The Tiamat, instead, called the heat wave upon himself, neutralizing the cold and returning to the peak of his strength.

The hot air didn't bother him while human and beast mages felt their lungs burning and interrupted their casting, gasping to breathe.

"Enough with this madness! We have no reason to fight." A painfully familiar black-clad figure walked through the metal gate of the fortress. "All troops stand down. Saving your comrades and retrieving the Golems is your top priority."

Lith took a deep breath, ready to hurl insults and Void Flames at the thief when his Tiamat Eyes pierced through the darkness and chaos of battle.

The man walking toward him was indeed wearing a black armor, but it was made of Adamant, not Darwen. He held a staff made of a mystical wood, but even at first glance, it was something from a Fae.

Lith could see the life force of the person in front of him with Life Vision, there was no cloaking effect or any attempt at deception. The undead kept his hands raised, showing no sign of hostility or casting spells silently.

"Who the heck are you and why did you attack us?" Lith asked.

'I can use this time to use Invigoration and complete Ruin.' He actually thought.

"Those are supposed to be my questions, except for the fact that only a fool wouldn't recognize the Supreme Magus of Garlen." The undead said, knowing that the title applied solely to the Kingdom but hoping that flattery would help.

"You guys killed our soldiers and destroyed our golems. You have infiltrated our home and you dare ask us questions?"

"When you put it that way, it sort of makes sense." Lith said but kept casting the Blade Spell. "Sort of. Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"My name is Erslan Bhaz, a Blood Warlock. I'm the King of the Dawn Court and the current leader of the Courts Alliance. I live here." The undead waved at the fortress. "Now it's my turn to ask questions. Why did you and your associates come here and disturb our peace?"

"We are here on Council business." Strider pulled his Hand of Fate badge out, making many inside and outside the fortress curse. "We are looking for the following missing Forgemasters. Their names are..."