In the lab beneath the ruins of the University complex, there was not much that Karl could do about the storm other than wait for it to pass.
There were no more sounds of nearby battle, and Othello’s entire team was exhausted after battling the allies who had arrived with the Overlords that Karl had defeated.
The fact that she had held the foreign Overlords off four on one before they had separated and broken in to attack Karl was truly impressive, but it had taken a toll on her team’s stamina levels, even with [Eternal Lightning] now active on the five of them.
High above the city, the final battle of the day still raged.
But not as an assassination attempt, or for control of the city.
Overlord Ahmad stood on the shoulders of a Wind Elemental conjuration, facing off with Overlord Kenichi, whose black Drake mount was lazily flapping its wings, hovering in place. But both of them were wary of the third arrival to their party.
"Gentlemen. You might as well go home. This opportunity is mine." The arrogant young Overlord sneered.
"Ah, Reginald. So good to see you again. Did you know that your entire family was just killed by a Naga Queen who didn’t even understand what they wanted?" Overlord Kenichi taunted.
The young Overlord did his best not to rise to the provocation.
"You won’t get me to leave the eye of the storm on a fool’s errand." Reginald replied in a tone much more calm than the seething hatred on his face.
Overlord Ahmad smiled. "Actually, he’s not lying. Well, probably not lying. I felt all three of their souls vanish only seconds apart, and they were nowhere near a portal."
There was a pause as all three of them looked at the massive floating mana crystal between their positions. The battle in the city had formed it, bonded with the souls of the deceased, and it represented one of the greatest opportunities that any Mage could ever hope to see.
Each of them would willingly fight to the death to get their hands on it, and from what they could tell, there was nobody else willing and able of challenging them for it.
The problem was, it was a single use item. The massive amount of mana and soul power that it contained would be transferred to the first user, and only to them.
Nobody had expected this particular outcome when the battle had started, it was a one in a million freak chance. But so many Overlords had died today, and so many more of their Acolytes, that the gods of War and Death had both been intrigued by the power play and granted their blessing.
Suddenly, Reginald surged with power, and the other two immediately reinforced their barriers.
But it was not them that the Spellblade was aiming for, but Kenichi’s mount.
Of the three, his personal skills were worst suited to flying, and the Overlord tumbled away from the stone as Ahmad attacked Reginald.
This was a fight that the Spellblade was sure he could win. Ahmad was a Golem Mage, and his golems were not a flying type. So, he had to rely on a simple conjuration or air magic to fly, and neither was his specialty.
Lightning struck his armour, tossing him backwards as Ahmad worked to drive Reginald away from the mana stone, which was now nearly done forming.
A barrage of magic missiles formed in return, met by an identical spell from the Catman.
"Too slow." Niall chided as he began to fall from the sky. freёwebnoѵel.com
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