Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4500

Chapter 4500: Blade at the Neck (Part 2)

"When Night fused his life forces, she did such a poor job that she also turned the human and Dragon aspects into undead. It’s no wonder Orpal lost most of his original bloodline abilities.

"Undeath kills the body, and only a few mana organs survive the transformation. When you face the Dead King, apprentice, you must consider him the fusion of a vampire, an undead Dragon, and a non-evolved human."

"Good to know. Too bad it doesn’t change the fact that Orpal is now stronger, has a new ability, new equipment, and we finally know what happens when an Upyr turns into a Vurdalak." Jorl paced the throne room, trying to calm his nerves.

"I don’t know what to do. Heck, I don’t even know what to say. Should I warn Akhton and my loyalists, or should I keep this to myself? Orpal wants to keep Feast Soul secret for obvious reasons, but I agree with him.

"If I told the truth to my troops, they’d likely run for their lives. All I can offer them is a maybe, whereas Orpal is a concrete threat. Being close to him is no different from having a blade at your neck for an Upyr."

"You’re lucky, apprentice." The Black Throne’s voice was raspy yet full of confidence and determination. "I know what to do and say. Reveal the secret of Feast Soul only to Akhton and Uragar.

"The Bastet is a precious ally, and Orpal might deem the chance of acquiring his Mana Body worth killing Akhton. The Dead King already has your Life Maelstrom and doesn’t know if one mana organ is enough to use Light Raider or Focus Point.

"Those are complex bloodline abilities, and killing you to obtain an incomplete power would be foolish. Mana Body, however, only requires one mana organ, and I’m sure Night knows it.

"If Orpal’s gamble pays off, he’d get one step closer to obtaining all the bloodline abilities of the six original Guardians. At that point, he only has to consume Erion and pray his luck holds."

"Good gods!" Jorl rubbed his beak with his clawed hand, realizing the truth in the Black Throne’s words.

"As for Uragar, he won’t get scared. Even if Orpal feeds on the Book of Knowledge’s host, he can get another, and Feast Soul can’t rob a cursed object of its enchantments. Conversely, Uragar can feed on Orpal and steal his bloodline abilities.

"The Book of Knowledge has everything to gain from our war against Orpal. He won’t leave your side. Not until he’s built himself the most powerful host he can."

"Our war?" Jorl echoed.

"Yes, apprentice. Our war." The Black Throne nodded. "As I said, I know what we have to do. First, set aside any plans about killing Orpal. Those have to wait. Our top priority is capturing Dawn.

"Once she is in our hands, we’ll cure ourselves of our respective afflictions. With your body purged from the Vurdalak blight and my Battle Form, we will have everything we need to kill the Dead King."

"How can I believe you?" Jorl snorted. "What if after you get what you want, you drop me like a bad habit? That’s what I’d do in your shoes. You are powerful, but so is Orpal. Also, a battle between towers can’t be easy."

"I don’t believe you would do that, apprentice." The Black Throne extended a tendril of Spirit Magic to pat Jorl’s shoulder. "You’re scared now, but as soon as you calm down, you’ll understand I’m telling the truth.

"I’m no hero, apprentice. I don’t fight for justice. Yet I didn’t live thousands of years just to leave Mogar in the hands of a madman. Orpal has the means to become a threat to the balance and to me.

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