Magus Supremacy - Chapter 190

Chapter 190: King of mages!

Chapter 190

“I… I… you have no right to use his magic!” Dante roared, staggering forward through the swirling dust, each step driven by pure rage. His fists clenched, body trembling with fury. “I’ll kill you! I’ll f*cking kill you for murdering my friend!”

“You’re not alone in that,” came a calm yet resolute voice. Lyra and Charlotte emerged from the haze, their bodies faintly glowing, eyes fierce with purpose. Their hair floated as if responding to the intensity of the magic coursing through them.

“How about we avenge Kael… together?” Lyra offered, her voice like steel wrapped in sorrow.

The Ant King let out a harsh, grating laugh. “You wish to avenge a fallen comrade by banding together? Pathetic. Only the weak need allies. The strong stand alone.”

“Wrong!” Dante bellowed, slamming his foot into the ground as he launched forward. “Weaklings don’t unite—friends do!”

Earth magic surged around his fists as he struck, but the Ant King caught his punch mid-air with chilling ease.

From the side, twenty razor-sharp wind blades screamed toward the beast. Without a flinch, it spun, using Dante’s body like a shield—slamming him into every blade, sparks and blood flying.

“Water Creation Magic: Leviathan!” Charlotte chanted, her voice echoing like a hymn of vengeance.

A massive aquatic serpent surged from the air, gleaming with power.

It slammed into the Ant King with bone-shattering force, dragging him backward and smashing him through the wall in a tidal explosion.

The water beast coiled and writhed, wrapping the creature in a crushing grip.

Jay’s eyes widened in disbelief. “That… That was terrifying. Far stronger than my own Water Creation spell.”

Selene nodded solemnly. “That’s the power of breakthrough mode. It amplifies both magic and mana core—but it’s limited. A trump card you only play when you know your enemy won’t outlast it.”

Through the rubble, the Ant King emerged—crimson armor fractured and dripping blood from deep mandible wounds. His breathing was heavier now, each step echoing with menace.

“Impressive,” he admitted coldly. “But still not enough.” The beast said as it raised its claws when…

“Not this time!” Dante shouted, stomping the ground and sending an earth-shaking shockwave that flung the beast backward.

Lyra followed up instantly, summoning a howling gust that hurled the monster into the far wall with a thunderous crack.

“We won’t let you abuse Kael’s power! Never again!” Charlotte cried. She flung her arms forward, a surging tide of water crashing into the Ant King and pounding him into the ground.

“You forget… I can use the same magic,” the beast growled.

It slammed its claws into the ground. A torrential flood burst forward, swallowing the team in a suffocating wave.

“Not on my watch!” Lyra shouted, slicing through the deluge with a whirlwind that dispelled the water.

She twisted, gathering the winds, and unleashed a tornado that spiraled into the Ant King, ripping him off his feet and flinging him across the chamber.

Dante seized the moment, raising both hands. The very wall the beast struck responded, pushing forward like a piston and crushing the Ant King deeper into the stone.

“Water Creation Magic: Leviathan!” Charlotte yelled again, her second serpent exploding from a vortex of churning liquid and body-slamming the beast, detonating the wall behind it.

Charlotte coughed violently, blood spattering her lips. “I… I’m nearing my limit.”

“Same,” Lyra muttered, snapping her fingers and launching dozens of wind spears into the rubble where the Ant King had fallen. The explosion shook the cavern.

But from behind them came a voice.

“And I’m just getting started.”

They whirled around—too late.

The Ant King moved like a blur, reappearing behind Dante and seizing him by the neck. With brutal force, he slammed him into the ground. The crack of bone and the splatter of blood echoed ominously.

“Dante!” Charlotte screamed. She began to chant, but a swipe of the beast’s claw sent her crashing into a wall.

Lyra surged upward, descending with a wind-forged sword—but the Ant King caught the blade effortlessly and shattered it with a squeeze. With a flick, he tapped her head, and she was hurled backward like a ragdoll.

“No…” Scarlet muttered, conjuring flames around her fists. But the fire wasn’t as bright as before. “He’s getting stronger…”

Dante, barely conscious, moved from beneath the beast, grabbing its legs and slamming it down with sheer will.

He conjured an earthen spike to impale it—but the spike shattered on impact.

Lyra and Charlotte landed beside him, blood leaking from their mouths and foreheads. Their ribs ached; every breath was pain.

“Pathetic,” the Ant King spat. “You are no match for me.”

“Oh yeah?! Let me show you what happens when you mess with us!” Dante snarled, pushing up again—only to fall to his knees. Blood poured from his mouth. His white aura flickered… and vanished.

“The breakthrough… it’s over,” Charlotte whispered, panic creeping into her voice.

“Tsk! Knew it wouldn’t last,” the beast sneered. “That’s why I held back.”

He blurred forward and slammed a fist into Dante’s face.

Then he raised his claws—and with an eerie gesture, every human in the chamber floated off the ground, suspended like helpless puppets.

With a single downward sweep, he slammed them all into the earth. A deafening crash shook the entire cavern as twelve bodies hit the ground like meteors.

“None of you are worth my time,” the Ant King muttered coldly. “Not one of you is fit to face the King of Ants.”

He turned to leave—only for his foot to suddenly freeze mid-step.

A pressure unlike anything before filled the cavern. The ground trembled. Air became heavy. Magic surged like a tsunami.

And then—came the voice.

“But you haven’t faced the King of Mages yet.”

Those who were barely conscious turned their heads weakly, eyes widening.

Someone walked toward them—brown hair tousled in the wind, robes torn, body bloodied… but eyes burning with fierce, unrelenting purpose.

“Too bad the King of Ants couldn’t kill properly,” the figure said, cracking his neck. “Let me show you how it’s done.”

“Grey?!” Scarlet gasped, heart pounding in disbelief.