Supreme Magus novel Chapter 679

The living fog tried to invade the bodies of the members of the expedition team as well, but Life Ward burned it on contact. Whatever the nature of the fog was, it emitted a sizzling sound as the protective spell turned it into ashes.

"Be extra careful not damaging the suit’s external layer." Neshal explained. "If any of us gets infected, we might need to quarantine them or worse. Remember that in this facility the Odi were researching the deadliest diseases."

"Yeah, but that was centuries ago." Lith said. "Magic has progressed by leaps and bounds since then. I might not be immune to all their mad creations, but I know all the most advanced decontamination protocols by heart."

A wave of his hand released a pulse of darkness magic that made the black veins expanding on the metal corridor wither and disappear while the fog was pushed back behind the door.

"Everyone stays behind me and each one of you prepare at least a darkness magic spell. Captain Ernas, if anything happens to me, Blink me to Quylla. She’ll know what to do."

Quylla was the only Healer that Lith considered on par with Manohar. He was even considering to teach her how to produce holograms. According to Professor Manohar, Lith had almost grasped the secret behind offensive light spells, but even after months of practice, he was still swamped.

Quylla had silver-colored streaks in her hair and was a genius with light magic. If she managed to find the missing link between holograms and hard light constructs, Quylla would then explain it to Lith, allowing him to become even stronger.

Yet his trust issues prevented him from sharing his secrets with even Phloria, let alone Quylla. If because of his teachings Lith triggered her Awakening as well, Quylla would become another person who he would need to take care of.

’Dammit. According to Kalla, I’m responsible for the Awakening of both Phillard and my sister. If they mess up, my line is on the line along with theirs.’ Lith thought.

Even after repelling the fog, the stench of death and decay was revolting. The filters on the plague masks weren’t enough to protect them from the rancid smell assaulting their senses.

"For the gods’ sake, don’t use air magic." Lith said while releasing a second pulse that made the air breathable a split second before he started puking.

Yet it was a second too late since a few people were already barfing their gust out, Morok included. Luckily, the masks were equipped with puke bags placed right under its beak-like protuberance, making Lith’s teammates soon resemble pelicans rather than crowns.

’You’re lucky that between your enhanced body and darkness fusion you’re immune to most of this crap.’ Solus said.

’Yeah, but I can’t last long. This space is too big and every step requires another pulse of darkness magic.’

The staircase didn’t go deep, but the lower they went the denser the fog became. Even to reach the door at the end of the stairs a group effort was necessary.

"I’m terrified at the thought of what kind of slaughterhouse can produce such a stench." Yondra said. "Do you think there could be survivors?"

"Survivors, no. Specimens, yes." Morok replied. "Am I the only one wondering how the fuck can mold grow on metal? Isn’t it supposed to need food, humidity, or something?"

"Good point." Everyone was flabbergasted. It was the first sensible thing that had ever come out of his mouth.

’Solus?’ Lith asked while activating Life Vision. The air in front of him lit up like a Christmas tree, forcing him to turn it off.

’Working on it.’

The fog was so dense that the air around them was green and black, giving everything an eerie feeling. Once they stepped inside the next room, a squishy sound and an agonizing moan broke the silence.