Magus Supremacy - Chapter 620
620: Can’t Live to tell the tale!
620: Can’t Live to tell the tale!
Chapter 620 The demon could be seen returning from where it had been blasted by Thalos’ hand, blood dripping steadily from its mouth.
Its lips were ripped from its jaw, torn wide open and grotesque, only to slowly regenerate back as the creature came into full view again, standing roughly five metres away from the gargoyle.
Thalos stood panting heavily, chest heaving with each breath, yet a wild grin remained plastered across his cracked face.
“That hurt,” Gil mumbled, rubbing his temples with a slight frown while glaring daggers at the gargoyle.
‘Come on, just a minute more,’ Grey hyped himself mentally, his wound sealing up at a faster rate, the torn flesh knitting back together almost completely.
Thalos, however, gripped his sword tighter, his stone fingers trembling as he braced for whatever would come next.
“How about I return the favour?” The demon grinned, baring sharp teeth now restored as it began swinging its hands around in wide arcs.
A loud whooshing noise followed, sharp and dangerous, slicing through the air like invisible blades.
Unknown to the humans watching from afar, the demon was currently spinning a dozen strings in each hand, glimmering faintly with dark energy.
Its single destroyed bony wing was also regenerating, though much slower than before.
“Here,” the demon said mockingly as Thalos raised his greatsword in one hand, his massive frame crouched low in preparation.
“I come!” BANG!
The demon exploded forward from where it stood, the sheer force of its launch shattering the ground in an instant.
It shot towards the gargoyle at unbelievable speed, strings spinning faster and faster like the blades of death themselves.
‘Keep calm, don’t fret, trust your instincts,’ Thalos repeated in his head like a mantra.
He closed his eyes briefly, feeling the vibrations in the air, then snapped them open just in time to see the demon appear above him.
Without hesitation, Gil hurled a dozen strings from one hand straight at him.
BANG!
Thalos shot off from the ground like a cannon, slicing through the air as his greatsword moved in blinding arcs.
Each swing struck a string with lethal precision, cutting through them with force and speed that left afterimages behind.
Sparks and shockwaves followed as he blocked, weaved, leaned, and ducked to avoid the rest.
But then the demon blurred again, vanishing.
It appeared to the side, a ghostly flash, and sent another dozen strings slicing toward Thalos.
The gargoyle swung his greatsword to meet the attack, and a thunderous shockwave detonated.
One string slipped through, grazing his wrist-thin but sharp enough to cut deep.
Blood spurted as a crack appeared on his stony arm.
“I’ll make sure I riddle your body with so many injuries that you’ll never move again!” Gil roared, swinging his strings upward in a vicious arc.
They streaked toward Thalos’ jaw like lightning, forcing the gargoyle to leap into the air to dodge… Until the demon appeared above him in a flash.
“Get down!” Gil bellowed, swinging his hooved leg toward Thalos with brutal force.
The gargoyle barely managed to raise his greatsword in time.
The kick landed.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
Three successive explosions rang out as Thalos’ body was sent plummeting like a meteor, slamming into the ground with devastating impact.
Dust erupted and another crater formed beneath him, cracks webbing out across the field.
He coughed blood violently, his body trembling as his limbs refused to obey.
‘Th… this damned demon keeps breaking my body over and over.
My shell’s at its limit.
I can feel it… I’m close to evolving,’ Thalos thought, teeth gritted as he forced his broken frame to move.
After a few shaky seconds, he staggered to his feet, sword dragging across the dirt-only for the demon to appear directly before him again, grinning with bloodlust.
“Looks like you’re getting slower.
The injuries are finally starting to build up.
Well, too bad,” the demon smirked as its claws shot toward Thalos’ face with terrifying speed.
But the gargoyle wasn’t any slower.
His greatsword instantly shot in front of his face, intercepting the blow.
The impact sent a powerful shock through his arms, forcing him a few inches backward, hands throbbing in pain from the sheer force.
“I’m just getting started,” Gil added coldly, claws twitching as his grin widened and before anyone could react… TCHWK!
Thud!
The hand gripping the greatsword was sliced clean off.
It fell to the ground with a wet, heavy thud, leaving the gargoyle completely armless.
“NOOO!” Ray screamed, his voice cracking in panic.
The thin thread of hope they had was being shredded before their eyes.
“Cut off my hands, I still won’t fucking give up!” Thalos thundered, his deep voice echoing across the shattered arena as his aura flared out wildly, cracking the ground beneath him.
And then, like a blur, he charged straight at the demon with incredible speed.
“Too bad for you, I’m a demon,” Gil muttered coldly as he ducked low, narrowly avoiding a kick that would have taken his head clean off.
BAM!
The demon drove his horned head straight into Thalos’ leg, sending the gargoyle flipping through the air before landing several meters away with a loud crash.
Not wasting a single breath, Gil lunged again, exploding forward with demonic speed that tore up the ground behind him.
‘Finally done!’ Grey exclaimed inwardly as his wounds sealed completely, his skin glowing faintly with renewed power.
He snapped his eyes open just in time to be hit by the force of a shockwave from the ongoing clash.
The wind slammed against him, forcing him to shield his eyes.
Through the dust, he could see Thalos on his knees, bleeding heavily, armless, his sword lying far out of reach.
“Shit,” the Supreme Magus cursed, quickly pushing himself off the ground.
He grabbed the brown pouch at his side and rummaged through it until he found what he needed-four pills, two purple and two blue, each faintly radiating with energy.
Without hesitation, he tossed one purple and one blue pill into his mouth, then turned toward Rivock, who stood clenching his fists tightly in frustration.
“I know I hate you, I still do,” Grey began, causing the three direct descendants to glance sharply at him.
“But right now, I need your help.
So trust me and swallow this.” He flicked the two remaining pills toward Rivock, who caught them effortlessly.
Despite their feud, Rivock didn’t hesitate.
He tossed the pills into his mouth and swallowed them.
In an instant, both he and Grey felt their Dantian flood with energy, Ki rushing back into their cores like a raging tide.
Grey’s mana core pulsed as well, glowing brighter than before.
‘Th… this is insane.
A pill that refills one’s Ki completely?
Where the hell did he get this from?’ Rivock thought as his veins pulsed with energy, his fists flexing as raw power coursed through his body.
“Five minutes,” Grey said as lightning began crackling around him, his eyes glowing bright white.
“That’s all we’ve got before we’re empty again.
We end this demon within that time.” “Just die!” Gil roared as he smashed his hooved foot straight into Thalos’ face, sending the gargoyle flying like a broken statue, crashing into the ground hard.
“Rejoice, for you’ve witnessed a greater race today-a lower echelon,” the demon added with a dark grin as he strolled calmly toward the fallen gargoyle, who was still trying to stand despite his condition.
His body was mangled, blood dripping down, but he refused to fall.
“Goodbye, great warrior general,” Gil said coldly, sending his strings streaking through the air toward Thalos’ neck.
“Ever seen monsters before?” a voice cackled from above, making the demon freeze.
It looked up to see a radiant figure hovering mid-air, lightning crackling across his body as he grinned down fiercely.
“Lucky you.
You’ll see them today-in human form,” another voice whispered coldly from below.
The demon’s gaze snapped downward just in time to see Thalos being pulled back, replaced by Rivock standing right in front of him, hands glowing.
“And I guarantee you,” Grey said, his fingers twirling as two hundred lightning arrows materialized behind him in perfect formation, all aimed straight at the demon.
“You won’t live to tell the tale,” Rivock added as an immense golden beam formed around his palms.
He slammed them into the demon’s abdomen, stunning it in place.
“And that is the law-our law,” the duo roared in unison.
BOOOOOOM!
An ear-splitting explosion tore through the entire arena, shaking the coliseum to its very core.
The ground trembled violently as smoke, lightning, and energy waves engulfed everything in sight.