Magus Supremacy - Chapter 184

Chapter 184: Ant beasts!

Chapter 184

Soaring into the darkness, the team flew low on a massive wind bird, its feathered wings cutting through the stale air of a narrow, tunnel-like cavern.

The light from above had vanished behind them, replaced by shadows that crept along the jagged stone walls as they descended deeper into the unknown.

The air was silent. Tense. Each member lost in their own thoughts.

‘How should I punish this peasant for defying my orders?’ Dante mused, his cold eyes fixed ahead as he sat beside Charlotte.

Charlotte, on the other hand, kept stealing glances at Grey, her mind wandering. ‘How did his hair change? The red actually suited him… but why change it?’

“We’re closing in,” Grey suddenly announced, his voice snapping everyone out of their trance.

At once, they stood from their seated positions, eyes narrowing as they approached a large opening that radiated a strange, white glow.

The moment the wind bird passed through the glowing veil, their surroundings shifted—and so did their expressions.

They hovered in the center of a massive underground chamber… and what they saw made their hearts skip.

“What the hell?!” Greg gasped, stepping forward, peering over the bird’s edge.

“What are those?” Scarlet whispered, scanning the cavern with wide eyes.

“Are you blind?” Lyra scoffed. “It’s obvious what those are.”

“Guys… I think we should keep it down,” Vorden muttered, his voice low.

“What’s everyone making noise about now?” Dante growled, rising from his spot on the bird’s back. But as he stepped forward, his words caught in his throat.

His eyes widened.

Because around them—scattered across the floor and embedded into the cavern walls—were massive cocoons.

Glossy, veined structures the size of small humans. Some pulsed faintly, as if something inside was alive… waiting.

There were at least fifty of them.

“This isn’t just a chamber… it’s a nest,” Charlotte whispered.

“There,” Gordon pointed, spotting a reinforced stone door across the chamber. To reach it, they’d have to pass directly over the cocoons.

“Let’s move,” Greg said, nodding.

Grey was about to steer the wind bird forward when something made him freeze. His pupils narrowed, and without warning, he pulled the bird into a sharp descent.

“Everyone off. Now!” he barked.

They quickly dismounted, landing softly on the rocky ground. The wind bird dissolved into particles of wind.

“Why’d you dismiss our ride?” Selene asked, frowning.

“I sense something behind that door,” Grey replied calmly.

“What, you’re scared now?” Dante sneered. “Just say you’re too afraid to keep going.”

“If you think it’s nothing, then go on ahead,” Grey shot back, his tone sharp.

“I will! I’m the leader here, remember? I don’t need approval from a peasant like you!”

Charlotte tried to interject. “Um, guys—”

But they ignored her.

Grey’s eyes narrowed. “You keep waving that title around. If I had wanted it, it wouldn’t be yours.”

“Oh yeah?” Dante snapped. “You think you’re worthy? I’m your senior for a reason.”

Scarlet stepped forward. “Guys—please!”

“Senior, my foot!” Grey snapped, sparks of lightning crackling in his palms. “Power rules this world. And I’ve got more than enough.”

“Want to test that?!” Dante bellowed, stones rising and swirling around his fists.

Their mana surged, flooding the room in a wave of raw energy. The air crackled as the two glared at each other, moments from clashing—

“GUYS!” Kael finally shouted.

“What the hell do you want?!” they both snapped in unison.

“Look what you fools have done,” Lyra said grimly.

Silence fell. Slowly, both boys turned to the cocoons.

They were moving.

One by one, the cocoons began to rupture. Thin slits split down their centers, and long, razor-sharp claws pierced through, green slime dripping from them like venom.

Then came the heads—elongated, armored, with long antennae twitching hungrily. Jaw-like mandibles clicked as they fully emerged, unfurling insectoid wings that buzzed with a metallic hum.

Fifty monstrous creatures now filled the air, their orange, chitin-covered bodies reflecting the dim light.

As large as full-grown mastiffs, they looked like something out of a nightmare—ants twisted by mutation and rage.

“What… what are those?” Vorden whispered, stumbling back.

“Are you blind? They’re ant beasts!” Greg barked.

The swarm let out a deafening, unified screech.

“SSSSSSSSSSSS!”

It was a shrill, piercing sound that rattled their bones. Everyone covered their ears, faces twisting in pain.

“This is bad… this is really bad,” Grey muttered.

The screech continued for agonizing minutes before stopping abruptly. The moment it ended, the ants opened their mandibles—and fired.

A hail of green, mucus-like goo shot from their mouths, hurtling straight for the team. Fifty streams of liquid death.

Arthur reacted instantly. Clapping his hands together, he summoned a glowing, transparent barrier around them. The goo splashed against it, hissing.

But instead of melting through, it slid off harmlessly.

Grey narrowed his eyes and activated his appraisal skill.

{Name: Ant Beasts}

{Level: 6}

{Abilities: ???}

‘Question marks?’ Grey thought, heart racing. ‘That’s only happened once before—when I tried to scan that old mage…’

Level 6. That meant they were powerful. Very powerful.

And they were just getting started.

The ants screeched again, then shot toward the barrier, claws extended.

They slammed into it—hard.

The shield held… but a second strike followed. A crack spiderwebbed across its surface.

“Guys!” Arthur cried out, blood spraying from his lips.

The third hit landed.

The barrier shattered like glass.

“Shit!” Grey hissed, his eyes locking on one of the ant beasts diving straight for Arthur—who was still recovering from erecting the barrier.

Everything was spiraling out of control… and the real battle was just beginning.

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{A/N}

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