Magus Supremacy - Chapter 608

608: A Trap!

608: A Trap!

Chapter 608 The battle at the coliseum raged on with intense clashes and fiery attacks that began to shake the whole battlefield, literally.

Loud bangs permeated the air, shaking the atmosphere as Rivock kept going at full strength.

His Ki dwindled but even with that, he refused to stop or slow down as he kept pressing the demon, to the point that even Mada was finding it hard to keep up.

Sera had long since joined the fray and the clash escalated to a whole different level as the duo tag-teamed, overwhelming the demon with hits left and right.

The demon did not stay down long.

It bit back, and sometimes it left openings on purpose, as if testing for a response before attacking again.

This went on for several minutes.

Rivock was losing breath and Ki.

His Ki sword was slowly cracking but he did not mind.

“AHHHH!” He roared in pure rage as he swung his sword with full force toward the demon’s head, but it simply leaned its head to the side, avoiding the attack.

With Ki swirling around her feet, Sera shot forward.

She appeared in front of the demon with a powerful thrust.

Her sword slammed into the demon’s chest but did not move it back until… BOOOM!

A burst of Ki erupted from the tip of the blade, smashing harder into the demon’s chest and sending it skidding meters away, leaving only a slight scratch.

‘Huh?

Why are more openings appearing around the demon?’ Grey thought as he watched Rivock bolt forward again.

‘Is the demon slowing down?

Usually it guards itself tightly, but now openings appear and vanish.

What is it trying to do?

Is this intentional or accidental?’ Grey was not the only one who noticed.

Even those at the back, Finral and the others, picked up on the pattern.

‘Wait!

Are we beginning to wear it down?’ Jared thought, his body stopping its trembling.

A smile crept onto his face as he saw another opening.

This time, Mada took it, striking a Ki-filled punch into its side and driving the demon back.

‘If one can capitalize on the next big opening, you could land the killing blow.

The person would be hailed as a powerful warrior,’ the young warrior smirked as an idea formed in his mind.

He looked around and noticed nobody watching him closely.

All eyes were fixed on the fight.

‘I need to get closer.

With the heavy hitters keeping the demon busy, if I can spot the next opening I can finish it.

Instructor Sera will speak to the leaders.

I will be respected and acknowledged by them all.

Yes, I have to do this,’ Jared thought as he clenched his hands in firm resolve.

He began to move slowly closer to the main battle without anyone realizing.

Bang, bang, bang!

“Ack!” Noelle groaned as she took a hard hit to the stomach, her body tumbling away with blood dripping from her mouth.

An opening showed again and Sera wasted no time.

She leaped into the air, swung a powerful roundhouse kick, and in a flash a huge Ki slash burst from her toes toward the demon’s open side.

The demon reacted quickly, blocking with its wings and unintentionally creating another opening.

Rivock took advantage.

He launched forward and drove his fist into the demon’s back, lifting it off its feet for a few seconds before it slammed back down.

Its claws twitched for a second.

No one else noticed besides Grey.

He still had his eyes fixed on the demon.

That twitch bothered him for a moment, but nothing came of it and he calmed down.

Meanwhile, Jared closed the distance a little more.

He kept low, moving behind debris and stalled fighters, avoiding direct sightlines from the main duel.

He could feel his heart hammering, but the thought of recognition pushed him onward.

Around him the coliseum was a mess of smoke, cracked stone, and scattered fighters, all trying to make sense of the sudden turns of the fight.

Students who had just moments ago been terrified now gritted their teeth, some rising to help where they could, and some staying frozen by fear.

Grey watched all of it, calculating, patient, ready to act when the true pattern revealed itself.

Rivock, Sera, Mada, and Noelle kept pressing, falling and rising again, fighting like their lives depended on it.

The demon’s fatigue showed in faint changes to its guard.

Each time it overcommitted to blocking, a micro-gap opened somewhere else.

That was the chance they were all hunting.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the critical moment when someone would seize that fleeting opening and either win the battle or fail spectacularly.

“Come on, we are starting to wear the bastard down!” Rivock shouted as he darted forward again.

‘And I’m also starting to wear down.

I just have a minute left before my Ki is totally depleted,’ he thought gravely as he appeared in front of the demon with Sera taking the flank.

Together, they continued going at the creature with full, relentless force again.

The air crackled with their desperate energy, each strike a commitment to their fading strength, a gamble against exhaustion.

Rivock knew this frenzied pace could not last much longer; the exhaustion was already a dull, heavy ache in his bones.

Meanwhile, Jared had managed to close in faster as he now stood directly behind the remaining red bands, who were positioned about three meters from the main clash.

‘Luckily, I managed to perfect the flash step, and I can move three meters forward.

This is perfect.

I will just have to wait for the next big opening and I will snatch it,’ Jared thought with dark glee as he gripped his sword tighter, keeping his eyes sternly on the battle.

A cruel, predatory smile touched the corners of his mouth.

The glory of delivering the final blow, of proving his worth above the others, was a powerful motivator, drowning out any caution.

“Come on!” Sera shouted as she blitzed forward, swinging her sword towards the demon’s neck with full strength.

This action made the demon lean sharply backwards, causing the sword to pass harmlessly over its head.

But before it could reposition itself, Sera drove her foot right into its stomach, blasting it backwards.

This powerful, unexpected kick caused the demon to stagger, therefore creating a necessary opening.

“It’s disoriented,” Rivock grinned as he blitzed forward while the demon kept staggering backwards, its ragged wings and sharp claws twitching slightly.

The demon’s eyes, usually pools of malevolent, coherent intent, seemed glassy and unfocused as it stumbled across the uneven ground.

‘Huh?

Why is it still staggering?

It should have stopped by now.

Something is off, and why does it keep twitching…’ Grey trailed off inwardly as he quickly snapped his eyes shut, instantly sinking deep into meditation.

This discipline allowed him to see the flow of energies clearly.

Even the invisible mana could be seen floating in the air, heading his way, but that wasn’t what he was after.

He concentrated hard on the demon, trying to spot anything weird, and that’s when he spotted it.

A barely perceptible ripple in the ambient energy, a signature of deliberate, held power, was emanating from the creature, not of injury, but of calculated deployment.

‘My chance,’ Jared thought with a beaming smile on his face as he wasted no time in swirling all his Ki to his feet, compressing it beneath his soles.

Then, like a rocket, he shot off in a loud bang, sword ready in hand.

Snapping his eyes back open, Grey glanced up to see Rivock almost upon the demon.

And that was the very moment Gil’s lips curled up into a devilish grin.

The expression held a chilling finality, a pure expression of satisfaction that Grey immediately recognized as a deadly signal.

“Fuck No!

It’s a trap!

Get the fuck away!” Grey shouted aloud as lightning began crackling around his feet, ready to make a move.

But it was too late because someone else had fallen into the trap meant for another.

Jared heard the warning too late, as he had already set off, zooming past Rivock himself with a smirk on his face.

He was beyond the point of return.

“I will kill you!” Jared shouted as he appeared a meter away from the demon, and when he took the next step… TCHWK!

“NOOOO!

Jared!” One of his friends from far behind shouted in pure horror, his voice tearing rawly through the battle din.

Several precise cuts appeared all around Jared’s body, simultaneously and without source.

In a split second, his whole body was diced up into little squares, causing them to fall to the ground with wet thuds.

The horrific, instantaneous disintegration stunned every single person there, even Rivock, who, on hearing Grey’s warning, had long since halted his steps.