Supreme Magus novel Chapter 835

Chapter 835 Battlefield Part 1

"You’re mine!" Gremlik went for the kill, unleashing another tier five spell, Silent Reaper.

A small sized tornado appeared around Kalla, surrounding her from every side. Its edges spun slowly, cutting everything they touched into a fine dust. Flying magic was useless and Erlik was still blocking dimensional magic, leaving her no way out.

"Lith!" Phloria yelled while kicking the ghoul who had engaged her away. The potion she had previously ingested allowed her to fight on par with the undead, but she couldn’t defend herself and Kalla at the same time.

The creature snarled, using his venomous nails to slash at her still extended leg in riposte. A ghoul’s bite and hands were their best weapons. They secreted a paralyzing toxin that made their victims helpless and seasoned their flesh.

Yet the ghoul’s nails only hit the Orichalcum of her armor. The undead was about to purse Phloria when an invisible force pulled him away.

"Don’t get close to him, no matter what!" Pala the Nightwalker yelled to warn his ally. The ghoul noticed that even though Nightwalkers were close combat specialist, his fellow undead was keeping her distance.

Her shadow body was covered with hideous scars that even her blood core was having trouble mending.

"Get over here!" Lith’s spirit magic had completely tied the ghoul up, whereas the Nightwalker had used the air fusion she had carried over from her Thorn nature to break free from the human’s hold before it was too late.

Four huge limbs came out of Lith’s back, each one ending with what resembled a shadow maw.

The ghoul was a veteran fighter, so he knew the basic powers all Awakened had. Megon recognized immediately Spirit Magic, and acted accordingly. He used earth fusion to boost his defense and free himself from the invisible grip.

Then, instead of following Pala’s advice, he bolted toward Lith as fast as an arrow.

Megon the ghoul wasn’t afraid of darkness magic and sneered at the Nightwalker’s cowardice.

’How can she have survived this long without learning how to deal with such measly spells?’ Megon thought while covering his body with a thick layer of darkness element.

It would protect him from Lith’s Death Call and give him the opportunity to exploit a ghoul’s uncanny regenerative abilities to break through the enemy’s offense. As long as his heart was intact, Megon’s body would always fully regenerate with minimum strain on his blood core.

Plague Bringer, the twin katars he wielded, were akin to extensions of his arms. Not only they could regenerate as fast as their owner, but they also were able to channel the ghoul’s venom through their blade.

One scratch was enough to put an end to most fights.

"Megon, you idiot!" Pala said, managing to turn pale despite the fact that turning into a Nightwalker had blackened her skin.

Only when the limbs from Death Call formed a cocoon to hide the fight from prying eyes instead of attacking him did Megon realize his mistake. Lith’s grin grew larger, revealing the blue flames burning inside his throat.