Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3491

"He’s slower than me but he started moving before I did. He anticipated my attack." The Behemoth said while slowly increasing the pressure on Shargein’s wrists and enjoying the strained expression on the Wyrmling’s snout.

Shargein was used to watching his mother train with his Dragon Eyes so the techniques of the two Awakened seemed slow and predictable in comparison.

Yet neither the talent he had inherited from his parents nor the skills they had taught him were enough to beat someone overwhelmingly stronger who didn’t underestimate the Wyrmling.

"Enough playing with him! We have no use for a second hostage, just kill hi-" Janya couldn’t finish the phrase, her throat frozen in place like the world around her.

The clearing was already silent before the two Awakened triggered the Warping Array. Animals recognized a hunter on the prowl and had either run away or hidden in their burrows. Yet the wind was still supposed to blow.

The clouds floating in the sky were still supposed to lazily move, following the high-altitude currents. What happened, instead, was complete stillness.

Janya and Garvi couldn’t move a muscle and even their mana cores failed to circulate a single strand of mana. Only the runnels of sweat dripping off their faces proved that time kept moving forward.

Suddenly, Shargein’s flaring orange aura was flooded by a blackness that erupted from his feathered body until the area around him was darker than night.

’This doesn’t make any sense.’ Garvi thought, his mind the only part of his body that still answered his commands. ’There is no record of an orange core becoming an Abomination. Also, I have yet to hurt him badly and he sure didn’t strain his core.

’Even if somehow this Wyrmling tuned into a newborn Abomination, two bright violet cores like us should be able to kill it without a single spell. Heck, with my strength, a punch should suffice. What’s going on?’

The answer to his and Janya’s questions manifested itself when the blackness in Shargein’s aura converged into a vertical-slitted pupil staring at them in boundless hatred.

The strength of the Wyrmling’s grip increased by the second and Garvi watched helplessly as his Adamant armor cracked under Shargein’s fingers, quickly followed by his arms.

"What did you say?" The voice was neither feminine nor masculine, just unbridled rage.

It didn’t come from the Wyrmling but out of him, in the same way as his aura.

There was no mana in those words.

They were just air vibrating through an invisible throat. Yet their violence struck the two Awakened like an avalanche. Only the sturdiness of the Adamant of their armor and the Spirit Barrier enchantment saved their lives.

The woman and the Behemoth were both sent flying like motes of dust in the wind, their equipment covered in cracks from the shockwave and their bones vibrating so hard that it gave them a concussion.

Garvi and Janya were still puking blood from their internal injuries when three blades fell from the sky. The Tyrannical Sun, Father of Wrath, and Worldbreaker swords circled around Shargein and Elina in a triangular formation.

When the Awakeneds’ blurred visions cleared up, they saw the woman wearing the Master of Greed armor while the Conqueror Moon armor covered the Wyrmling.

"That’s not a lesser Divine Beast." Janya managed to whisper amid tears.

As if conjured by her words, another wave of power erupted from Shargein. His red feathers turned white and two diagonal-slitted pupils appeared in Shargein’s aura and eyes, forming a six-pointed star.

"What did you say?" The voice returned as the Wyrmling started to float in mid-air, not because of a spell or the flapping of his wings but because the aura he exuded pushed him up with its sheer violence.

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