Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe - Chapter 77

Artifact
Count Hannes looked at the vampire spawns in front of him with unbridled fury. When he looked at his subordinates who lay dead at their feet, the anger in his heart rose even more.

“Foul creatures, what have you done?!” He roared.

He was stationed at the administrative building in the city square. This building served as the headquarters of the guards and Magi who were patrolling and searching for the criminal.

While he was going over the reports of the city guards, three emergency signals were fired back to back. Naturally, he left everything behind and rushed toward the nearest position from where the flare had been shot.

But when he reached the place, he witnessed the massacre of half a dozen of his city guards at the hands of these undead creatures.

Three vampire spawns were currently standing opposite the angered Count. Each had one or two unconscious humans in their arms.

“Hand your sacrifices to him and help me kill the Count,” said the lead vampire spawn to another.

The third vampire spawn, a male teenager, took the humans from the other two and ran away into the distance.

“You dare?!” The Count was furious as he brandished his broadsword and chased after the spawn.

“Quick! Engage him in combat. Don’t let him cast spells!” The vampire spawn told the other as they dashed in the direction of the Count.

The Count’s eyes narrowed as he heard that undead creature instruct the other.

He was slightly taken aback by the fact that these undead creatures, whom he thought to be nothing more than mindless and bloodthirsty beasts, actually knew how to counter a Magus.

But so what?

The Count injected mana into his broadsword, following which rune-like patterns began to materialize on its blade. If one looked closer, one would find that these patterns on the blade resembled a spell model!

Red flames began to radiate from the Count’s broadsword. The incoming vampire spawns were shocked by this sudden development. However, it was too late for them.

The Count increased his speed and swung his sword twice as he ran past the vampire spawns. He didn’t even look back to see the results.

He was that confident.

The vampire spawns stopped in their tracks as they were instantly beheaded by the Count’s attack. Following that, their heads and bodies were enveloped by flames and soon, what was left of them was nothing but ashes.

“Filthy creature, die!!” The Count chased after the last vampire spawn with his magic artifact in hand. Overcome by rage, he vowed to kill any undead creature he saw tonight.

…

At another location from where the signal was sent, Magus Emory was having a hard time dealing with two vampire spawns on his own.

Unlike the Count, he didn’t have any magic artifact on him. All he could do was infuse mana into his sword and passively defend against the undead creatures whose claws were tougher than steel.

The guards who were with him had already perished, and it didn’t help that Magus Emory was overcome by his emotions as he fought off the two vampire spawns.

“Where is my son?!”

“What did you do to him?!”

“Where is he?!”

He screamed at the top of his lungs, swinging his sword like a madman.

One of the vampire spawns easily dodged his attacks and delivered a vicious punch to his chest.

BAM!

Magus Emory was swept off his feet and flew into the distance. His body smashed against a building and he limply fell to the ground, coughing up blood.

The vampire spawn who had just delivered the attack saw the pathetic state of the Magus and grinned maliciously. “If I take this filthy human to my Master, I wonder how happy and proud he will be…”

There was a look of reverence on the vampire spawn’s face as he and his partner slowly walked toward Magus Emory.

Suddenly, the ground under them rumbled, and several thorny vines as thick as an orc’s arm sprouted from beneath them. One of the vampire spawns managed to dodge it, but the other one was not so lucky.

Rank 1 Spell: Thorn Vine!

The vines coiled around his body and instantly pinned him on the spot. The vampire spawn struggled to free himself, but the next moment a purple mass of chaotic energy shot toward his head from a distance.

“Ugh!!” The vampire spawn tried to avoid this bolt of energy, but the thorny vines prevented him from doing so.

Soon, the purple mass of energy landed on the undead creature’s head, but instead of shooting through it, the purple energy completely enveloped it.

Rank 1 Spell: Poison Bolt

“Aaaahhhhh!!” The vampire spawn screamed at the top of his lungs as the mass of energy began to melt his flesh and then bones. In a matter of seconds, his head was destroyed by the spell.

Following that, the vines uncurled around his body and disappeared underground.

The other vampire spawn was shocked! Their undead physique gave them some level of poison resistance, but his partner was completely eroded by the spell from earlier.

While the undead creature was in a state of disbelief, a white, furry beast silently crept up from behind and ferociously pounced on him!

The vampire spawn didn’t even have time to let out a scream as the beast viciously bit onto his neck and tore it apart from his body. Then, the beast proceeded to claw at the remains of the undead creature until what remained was nothing but pulp.

A blond teenager wearing purple garments slowly walked up to the white beast and patted its head. “That’s it, Ennea. You better not eat that disgusting stuff.”

Ennea, the white fox, rubbed its head against Lisa and looked at her with bright eyes as if saying, ‘Praise me!’

Seeing this, Lisa chuckled. “Yes, girl, you did wonderful.”

Then, she shot a side glance at Magus Emory who had just gotten up to his feet, and thought inwardly, What a useless fellow!

Without speaking to him, she rushed in the direction where the third vampire spawn had gone. Saving human lives took precedence above all.

…

Edward and his familiar, Aquila, had just reached the third and final location where someone had shot the signal flare. But when he did, he was truly shocked.

He couldn’t help but mutter in bewilderment, “What in the world happened here?”