Supreme Magus novel Chapter 471

The vampire noticed ice spears and darkness bolts materializing near his opponent. The ground spun underneath Lith’s feet in a grand vortex, ready to swallow his enemy.

’Turtle up as much as you want. It takes more than a few hits to injure me, I still have a lot of juice.’ Zarran thought while he shot downwards like a bullet.

His blood core empowered his new form to the point that its movements were almost a blur even to Lith’s enhanced vision.

Almost.

The moment Zarran turned his back to the array, Lith dispelled Silverwing’s Hexagram. His mind was no longer burdened by the need to be in perfect sync with every element that composed the world energy.

All of his spells crackled with new energy as their master’s undivided focus flowed into them. The sand exploded upwards, covering the vampire’s field of vision and making him slow down for a split second because of the sudden updraft filling his wings.

It was all the time Lith needed to pinpoint Zarran’s position long enough to Switch their positions. Lith appeared in mid air while the vampire’s momentum made him crash against the ground like a meteor.

Stunned by the impact, Zarran failed to react to the point blank Checkmate Spears and Plague Arrows converging on him from all sides. While the low tier spells pierced the membranous wings and ravaged the vampire’s life force, Lith activated the tier five War Mage Burial Ground spell.

Several pillars erupted from the sand and surrounded Zarran while he was still stunned from his many injuries. The pillars grew in height by the second as countless stone spikes emerged from them, moving in every direction.

Some stabbed the vampire, while the spikes which connected to each other would form new pillars, that in turn generated more spikes.

The spell was a hybrid of earth and darkness magic. The stone was a conduit for the dark energies, so even standing close to it was enough to sap its victim’s life force. Count Xolver went pale, praying to any god from above or below to spare the champion’s life and his own.

Kaelan jumped out of his armchair, swearing so much to put a sailor at shame. Unluckily, the Lich couldn’t hear him above the noise of his own laughter. The whole Dawn Court was astonished.

The fight had lasted less than a minute. A human less than half a century old had defeated a vampire who was twice his age before being turned with apparent ease. Being an Awakened wasn’t enough to explain how the unlife of someone who had spent twenty years mastering his vampiric powers could be snuffed out so fast.

"Apparent ease" were the key words.

Lith had used Invigoration multiple times during that minute, channeling so much mana non stop that his body was aching in places he wasn’t even aware could hurt. The mental and physical exertion he had just gone through left him with a splitting headache.

Yet he returned nonchalantly to the ground, wearing the same serial killer frown he had at the start of the match.

’I don’t care how close Manohar is. I need at least an hour’s sleep or the next time I use Invigoration might be the last one which has any effect on me.’ Lith sneered at the undead crowd.

No one was smiling anymore.

"Female and male scum, whatever you are, we have a winner!" Inxialot raised his hands, dispelling the barrier and giving Count Xolver an excruciating death by black flames of unknown nature.