Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4391

Chapter 4391: Dawn of War (Part 1)

"How can the undead attack and win against our men? They may be just humans, but the sun is on their side." Abthot said.

"Only one way to find out." The Breaker laughed in anticipation of the battle. "Put your war gear on. The undead know who the core members of the Organization are and what we can do.

"They wouldn’t have dared attack us without a damn good plan. We should assume we are about to step into a trap and prepare accordingly."

"Point taken." Abthot donned her Skull and Maw of Bytra as her twin blades, Balmung, jumped into her palms.

Each Chaos Steps crossed over a thousand kilometers, and the two Eldritches alternated opening the dimensional corridors nonstop, reaching the city of Batara less than a minute after the call.

When they arrived, the main building of the Blood Minotaurs cartel was already in shambles. The outer walls had been destroyed, and thick smoke billowed out of many windows.

"So much destruction in so little time." Orulm looked around to assess the threat. "The undead should have come in numbers. And yet..."

"There is no blood, no corpse, and too much silence." Abthot completed the phrase for him. "A battle of this scale is supposed to be chaotic and messy, yet I can hear the fires crackling inside the building.

The headquarters of the Blood Minotaurs was located in the merchant district of Batara, yet not one of their neighbors had called the authorities or the firefighters, and for a good reason.

The only respectable thing about the cartel’s building was its appearance. Whatever people saw or heard happening in there, everyone gave it a wide berth and hoped for the best. This time it was no different.

"I can detect many energy signatures. Only one is unknown." Orulm read the energy flow of the area with the Skull, obtaining the closest thing to a replay of the most recent events.

Something had come down from the sky, landing right before the main entrance. Whoever it was, they hadn’t bothered to hide their intentions and had slaughtered their way inside.

"One that splits into three?" Abthot said in confusion. "What kind of undead has multiple bodies that can move independently?"

"No clue. It might not even be an undead." Orulm pointed at a nearby manhole. "The rest of the Courts’ forces entered through the sewers after the perimeter was already breached. Maybe they hired someone to make up for their weakness."

"Please." She snorted. "Why do that when the Undead Courts could have just waited until nightfall?"

"We’ll ask them when we kill them." Orulm wielded his Davross spear, Fellbane, and followed the noise of battle to find its source.

The Eldritches constantly scanned their surroundings for traps and magical formations, knowing that a simple darkness-sealing array would have neutralized their most powerful weapon.

"It’s so nice of you to join us. Say hi to our guests, darling." Orulm and Abthot barged into Gorhom’s office, finding the Horseman of Dawn leaning against a wall while her host destroyed the mystical barriers separating him from his prey.

Criminals liked to keep their living quarters on the ground floor, where quick access to alleys and sewers gave them ample choice for secret passages. What was left of the Blood Minotaurs was scrambling through a hidden door in the wall, punching and kicking whoever didn’t move fast enough.

There was no trace of Gorhom. The captain had abandoned the sinking ship the moment Xenagrosh had authorized the retreat, leaving the men who for any reason had straggled behind to fend for themselves.

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