Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4214

Chapter 4214: Hidden Agenda (Part 1)

Seeing that Dark Mastery had no effect on the Meneos, Akhton stopped weaving his next Source Magic spell and released a wave of Frost Soul.

’If no spell can keep up with his regenerative abilities, then I must stop whatever is fueling them first.’ The Upyr-Bastet thought as an off-white gust of corrupted water washed over the city block, killing the mages who were trying to heal the injured and rescue those trapped under the debris.

"You sound just like the Dead King, brother." Theseus’ eyes steeled as he donned his Firemane armor and wielded his sword, Scarbrand. "I have no reason to hold back anymore."

"Shut up!" Akhton hated his brother for comparing him to Orpal, but Akhton hated himself even more because he was now forced to admit that he shared more than the Vurdalak blood with the Dead King.

The Upyr extended the Ashen Dread spear that he carried on his back and unleashed a frenzied series of attacks. Neither Bastet could use Origin Flames or Mana Body while under the effects of Frost Soul, yet Akhton had a significant advantage over his brother.

Spirit Magic didn’t require world energy, and the Upyr used it to compensate for the gap in size and mass with the Eldritch. An emerald aura enveloped Ashen Dread as Akhton weaved his tier five spell, Bonegrinder.

The Upyr used the surging waves of pure mana to empower his spear and deliver his spell straight into the Eldritch’s body once it reached completion.

"An interesting technique." Theseus nodded in approval. "I can see that you’ve practiced hard."

Scarbrand blocked or deflected every lunge, pushing the spear tip away and allowing the Meneos-Bastet to step inside his brother’s range. Akhton moved back to keep his reach advantage and stop Theseus from getting close enough to hit him, but it was a losing battle.

The Eldritch carried all the battle experience of the original Paquut, and the Yggdrasill wood of his equipment sharpened his mind to a razor’s edge.

That and the countless hours Theseus had spent sparring with the craftiest and most ancient Eldritches on Mogar made Akhton’s skills look like a child’s play.

"Stop patronizing me!" The Upyr shortened his grip on the haft and put all his weight into a desperate lunge.

"It’s over, brother." Theseus intercepted Ashen Dread with his off hand, blocking its advance with ease. "Apologize to our mother on your way to the afterlife."

"Right back at you!" As the Eldritch raised his blade to plunge it into the Upyr’s chest, Akhton finally completed his spell.

Bonegrinder erupted from the spear tip, hitting Theseus square in the chest and punching a hole the size of a house through the Meneos-Bastet.

The earth and light elements made the spell as hard as a diamond, the air element cut organs and bones into mincemeat, and darkness magic seeped into the chunks of flesh, making them rot from the inside.

The fire element released the remaining kinetic energy of the spell in a massive explosion, while the water element froze the layers of exposed flesh, keeping them from regenerating.

Xenagrosh’s head was still turned to watch the fight, and Erion took her shocked expression as his cue. At his signal, his soldiers released waves of Frost Soul that reinforced Akhton’s bloodline ability, and Erion released his tier five Spirit Spell, Anvil Breaker, from point-blank range. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The Shadow Dragon lifted her right hand with swift grace, interposing the index finger of her battle claw, Sky Piercer, between herself and the spell. Before Anvil Breaker could strike, Xenagrosh released her tier five Chaos spell, Hungry Void.

The Cursed spell pierced through Anvil Breaker, erased Erion’s right arm from existence, and devoured the Drake-Upyr standing behind him from the waist up.

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