Magus Supremacy - Chapter 183

Chapter 183: Dungeon traps!
Chapter 183

The team pushed the heavy stone doors open, the loud groan of the hinges echoing like a dying beast. A gust of stale, ancient air rushed out, brushing against their faces like a warning from the past.

They stepped into the dungeon—an oppressive, dimly lit corridor that stretched forward like the gullet of some ancient, slumbering creature.

Cracked torches lined the eastern and western walls, their flickering flames barely holding back the shadows that slithered across the stone.

Silence dominated the space—so absolute that even the faint crunch of gravel beneath their boots sounded like thunder. Every breath felt heavier, the air laced with dust and the scent of decay.

Dante took the first step, his silhouette merging with the gloom. The others followed tightly, eyes darting about as if expecting the walls themselves to lunge forward.

After several tense steps, the narrow corridor finally opened into a massive underground chamber.

The ceiling arched high above like the belly of a cathedral, held up by massive stone columns worn by time.

The walls were lined with ten gaping holes, each pitch black and just large enough for a man to crawl through. They resembled mouths, open and waiting.

Scanning the chamber, there was no clear exit—just a stone altar standing ominously in the chamber’s corner, draped in tattered crimson cloth.

Atop it stood a weathered statue of a hooded figure, its face completely hidden beneath the folds of its robe.

In its outstretched hand, it clutched a twisted staff that seemed almost to pulse with malice.

“Where do we go?” Greg muttered, his voice hushed, as though afraid to disturb something.

“I don’t know,” Dante replied, his brows furrowed as he studied the room. “There are too many options.”

“I can help,” Grey said, stepping forward with calm confidence.

“How can a weakling like you be of any help?” Dante scoffed, not bothering to hide his contempt.

Grey ignored the jab. He walked into the heart of the room and knelt. The moment his palms touched the stone, electricity sparked to life, dancing across his fingers in crackling arcs.

In a heartbeat, ten lightning tendrils shot out from him, each branching into one of the holes like searching serpents.

“Well?” Kael asked, folding his arms.

“What’s this idiot doing now?” Selene murmured.

“He’s using lightning magic to probe the tunnels,” Arthur explained.

“And who asked for your opinion, peasant?” Kael growled.

He took a step forward—but—

“Don’t move!” Grey commanded sharply. “The floor is riddled with traps. Step wrong, and you’ll lose more than your pride.”

“Tch! Like I’d believe that,” Kael muttered and took another step.

A brilliant glyph flared beneath his foot. Instantly, a deadly spike launched upward—but a translucent barrier snapped into place just in time to block it.

“You were saying?” Grey said, rising to his feet.

Charlotte’s eyes swept across the ground. “Can we even detect where all the traps are?”

“By destroying each and every one using our special bait.” Grey smiled while looking at Raze and Vince.

“Us?! Why us?!” they shouted in perfect sync.

Grey facepalmed. “Not you—your powers. Use your metal magic to make something that moves.”

“Ohhh… right,” Raze muttered, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck.

“Tch! Pathetic, this is not going to work. And who made you the leader of the group? I am the leader!” Dante snapped.

Raze and Vince ignored him, focusing on molding their mana. Soon, they forged small metallic constructs shaped like porcupines.

The creations scuttled forward, their metal spikes clinking with every step.

“Get ready to destroy them!” Grey barked.

“We don’t take orders fr—” Lyra started but was abruptly cut off.

“Now!” Grey shouted.

One of the metal porcupines stepped on a pressure plate. Flames erupted from the ground in a violent burst.

Jay and Charlotte reacted instantly, shooting dual jets of water to smother the fire.

“Next one,” Grey called.

From another trap, a gigantic axe launched itself from the wall and spun toward them like a death wheel, howling through the air.

The axe was thrice the size of a normal axe without its handle and when it was almost close, Kael swung his hands aside without touching the axe and it was sent flying into a wall causing an explosion to be heard.

Grey raised an eyebrow, genuinely impressed. “Guess you’re not as useless as you act.”

Kael adjusted his glasses coolly. “We’re still your seniors.”

Grey smirked but said nothing.

“I think we triggered them all,” Vanica said, surveying the chamber.

“So, which path is real?” Vorden asked, turning to Grey.

“That one,” Grey replied, pointing toward a wider hole slightly elevated from the others.

“Why that one?” Lyra questioned, narrowing her eyes.

“The others lead back to that one. The other holes were created as a decoy to confuse dead brains like you all.” Grey said.

“Who are you calling dead brains? Are you saying we are dead brains?!” Dante shouted in anger.

“Your words not mine.” Grey shrugged and turned away.

‘Still cold and distant,’ Charlotte thought, a soft smile tugging at her lips. ‘But that’s what makes him interesting…’

“Let’s move,” Grey ordered as he stepped forward and so did his friends.

“I’m… I’m still the darn leader you peasant!” Dante shouted.

“C’mon Dante, give your throat a break.” Kael said with a chuckle as he also walked forward.

“You short little mage, I’m going to bury you.” Dante said.

“Yeah right.” Selene said and then they all began walking forward with Dante holding the rear.

As the others followed, Dante lingered behind, clenching his fists so hard his nails dug into his palm.

‘I hate him… that smug bastard. But soon… I’ll crush him beneath my foot.’

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