Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4252

Chapter 4252: Unfettered Might (Part 2)

"You failed?" Ashtar Fhom asked in disbelief. "And your first thought was to bring whoever is after you to our doorstep?"

"No, I..." Sighorn’s voice trailed off as he realized the magnitude of his mistake. "No, no, no. Nobody can have followed me. There was no trace of Verhen when I left. He didn’t even kill anyone. It was the humans and the beasts who ruined everything."

"The Human and Beast Council got involved?" Zilma Jorn asked. "So much effort to protect a bunch of mortals?"

"No, I meant the Queen’s Corps and Verhen’s beast friends from the Woods." Sighorn shook his head.

"You’re making no sense!" Ashtar snarled. "How can fake mages and magical beasts slaughter a group of Awakened led by someone as powerful as Rayko? Explain yourself properly, you fool!"

"It was-" First came the tremors.

Something big, angry, and out for blood roared with such violence that the walls of the underground building trembled. The noise cracked the stone, blew out the Awakened’s eardrums, and cut Sighorn short.

"Nobody followed you, my ass!" Zilma cursed. "This-"

The darkness came second.

All lights went out, robbing the Awakened of their sight before they could recover their hearing. Ashtar and the others tried to conjure many different spells, yet nothing happened.

Something more than the mere absence of light filled the underground hideout. It brushed against the Awakened’s skin like silk, yet it smothered their breath as well as their mana.

"What’s going on? What happened to our defensive arrays?" Ashtar asked, hoping someone would hear and answer him.

No one did. No one stumbled into him and established a mind link. No one could tell him that every single magical formation that surrounded the safe house was losing its structural integrity.

Lith was still hurling a jet stream of Dread Flames from the outside along with dozens of seven-eyed Demons conjured by the Call of the Void. At the same time, more Demons attacked the arrays from inside the building, breathing their Origin Flames at the array’s focal points.

The alarms resounded, but no one could hear them. The magical formations broke down faster than they could repair themselves, but no one came to restore them or replace the exhausted mana crystals.

Before the Awakened healed the damage to their eardrums, the building around them was back to being stone and dirt. The smell of burnt copper was all that remained of the time, mana, and resources that the members of the cabal had poured into its enchantments.

"Verhen!" Zilma screamed as white eyes and maws lit the room with their faint radiance. "This is Verhen. You had him follow you here, you idiot!"

A rough hand grabbed her head and slammed it against the stone floor.

She tried to resist, but someone else kicked her in the stomach, squeezing the air out of her. Abomination Touch and another impact with the ground foiled her attempt to cast Full Guard.

The rest of the Awakened fared no better. Each one of them faced at least three Demons that could only be seen when they allowed their prey to. Fear and panic spread to the point that the Awakened unleashed the spells stored in their rings, hurting their own allies.

Neither fire nor thunderbolt shed any light, leaving the screams of pain as the sole proof someone had gotten hurt.

Tired of that charade, Lith cast the tier five Spirit Magic spell, Griffon Fetters, and relayed it through his Demons. The emerald chains erupted from the shadow forms and coiled around the Awakened, trapping them akin to a spider web.

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