Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3145

Chapter 3145 The Bleed (Part 1)

3145 The Bleed (Part 1)

The Crystal teeth of the Mouth opened and elemental streams of energy formed warpaint-like patterns on its surface. The Eyes glowed with power as the flow of information was rerouted from Solus' brain to the Library and the Grimoire floors.

The former stored the acquired knowledge while the second relieved her from the strain of processing too much data by herself. Stone blades emerged from the back of the Hands, the seven gemstones rearranging their position and forming a straight line on the fullers.

"You were the best and you always will, Mom!" Solus' strength hadn't changed but nothing managed to hit her anymore.

The Ears read the flow of mana of every attack, allowing her to predict their trajectory and avoid them with minimal movements. The Eyes read the runes of the spells and the willpower imbued within them, letting Solus know what the spells were supposed to do and how.

The Mouth received the information from the Eyes, weaving counterspells at a moment's notice without Solus spending one shred of focus on them. The Hands conjured more and more world energy, using it instead of her mana to fuel the abilities of the Set.

The blades and claws cut through the Chronicler's weapons, flesh, and spells alike. The flow of elements inside the Hands countered the enemy runes and turned even Yggdrasill wood into kindling.

The only problem was that the Chronicler's weapons were made of live Yggdrasill wood and would get back together in a matter of seconds.

While Solus was still getting the hang of her new equipment, the layer of light generated by Menadion Set grew thicker and merged with her Voidwalker armor.

"Protection insufficient." The feminine voice from the tower said. "Assembling the Anvil."

'The what now?' Not even the World Tree knew about the ancient yet updated defensive protocols of the tower since Menadion had lived a peaceful life.

She had never needed them for herself but had prepared them anyway, just in case.

The matter of the Hands, the Ears, and the Fury mixed with the Voidwalker armor and other materials conjured by the Workshop, forming the Anvil of Menadion.

The suit of armor was designed to handle the constant energy flow of the tower and further lighten the strain from the use of the complete Menadion Set.

Solus turned two more Chroniclers into toothpaste before they could react. The white crystals on the Anvil became blue and yellow, giving her the speed and flexibility to compensate for her weaker fusion magic partially.

Strength wasn't an issue. Any attempt to block her attacks ended with a broken weapon and shattered bones.

'Enough with this madness! We both know you can't fight for long. My Chroniclers are Awakened and need one breath to heal. Without a host, every drop of blood you shed is lost forever!' The Yggdrasill activated a powerful gravity array focused solely on Solus and the tower.

They also conjured the tier five Spirit Spell, Griffon Fetters, that exploited her sudden drop in speed to restrict her movements.

Once paralyzed, the spells cast by the Chroniclers hit her one after the other. The spells were not intended to kill but they hurt just the same. With all the protections Solus wore, the elves didn't need to hold back much.

Solus coughed out a mouthful of blood as she struggled to get free. The Hands clawed at the emerald energy of the Griffon Fetters but the Yggdrasill had an entire Fringe to fuel their powers.