Magus Supremacy - Chapter 192

Chapter 192: One step ahead!
Chapter 192

“But you haven’t faced the King of Mages yet,” Grey said, his voice calm but laced with lethal intent as he rose to his feet.

He strode forward, lightning crackling around his hands, arcs of sizzling energy dancing in the air.

“Too bad the so-called king of ants couldn’t even kill someone properly. So let me show you how it’s done.”

“Grey?!” Scarlet gasped, her voice trembling with disbelief.

“Huh?! Another pest?” the Ant King hissed, its compound eyes narrowing as it scanned Grey repeatedly, as if trying to make sense of his sudden appearance.

“Weakling! What the hell are you doing? Run! Get out while you still can!” Selene barked, struggling to sit up.

“Damn it, how did you survive that attack? You’re still too weak! You need to leave now!” Charlotte yelled, her tone sharp but filled with worry.

“Grey…” Scarlet called again, this time softly, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “You’re okay.”

“How arrogant can you be, peasant?! He’s no match for us, let alone you. You need to run now!” Greg shouted, his voice filled with frustration and disbelief.

“He might be beneath you all,” Grey said coldly, lightning now coursing up his arms, crackling around his fingers like serpents of raw power, “but he’s still beneath me.”

He clenched his fists, and electricity began to surge stronger, climbing over his body like living armor. ‘This ant… I saw what it did to the others. I can’t afford to hold back—not this time.’

“Guys,” Grey called out, planting his feet firmly as he took a stance. Power pulsed outward, forming a radiant glow around him.

A white-hot light spread across his body—first encasing his legs, then forming gauntlets over his fists.

Lightning boots shimmered into existence with crackles echoing through the cavern. “I need all of you to promise me something.”

The others looked up, their battered forms watching him with growing awe.

“Whatever you see here—whatever I do—it must not leave this dungeon. Not to the academy. Not to the outside world.”

“What do you mean?” Jay asked weakly, his eyes fluttering as he regained consciousness.

“I’m about to reveal things I’ve kept hidden… and that gives you two choices: either you keep it a secret—or I’ll kill you myself.” Grey’s eyes flared with electric fury. “After all, anything that happens in a dungeon stays in the dungeon.”

The tension became palpable. Everyone could feel it. Something terrifying and untamed was stirring within Grey.

Then—

“I… I don’t care,” Dante muttered as he staggered to his feet, blood trailing down the side of his face.

His body trembled, but his eyes were steady. “I don’t care what you’re hiding. As long as you kill that insect and avenge Kael… we’re good.”

“Whether you kill us or not,” Charlotte added, her voice quiet but firm, “we could still die by that beast’s hands. If you’re holding back for any reason, Grey… I beg you not to.”

“I know you. I know the real you. Please—don’t hold back.”

Grey closed his eyes, then let out a long breath. “Very well.”

The energy around him surged, the lightning on his armor growing more intense—its hum becoming a roar. His aura erupted like a storm made flesh.

“You should’ve listened to your friends when they told you to run!” the Ant King snarled. It vanished in a blur and reappeared before Grey, swinging a blade of condensed water.

A thunderous bang echoed as the strike landed—but Grey was gone, now standing two meters away, completely unscathed.

“Tsk. Too slow,” Grey scoffed, not even looking fazed.

“Oh really? What about now?!” the beast growled, vanishing and instantly appearing in front of Grey with another water blade. The attack hit—but Grey’s form flickered and dissolved.

‘An affrimage?’ Lyra thought in shock. ‘Just how fast is this guy?!’

“What’s wrong?” Grey’s voice rang out mockingly from behind the beast. “You can’t hit what you can’t catch. And you call yourself the Ant King? More like the Slow Ant King.”

The creature screeched in rage and charged again, swinging with precision—but it hit nothing.

“Still missing,” Grey chuckled.

“What happened? Are you going to keep on making me play tag? Don’t you know how to fight? And you call yourself the king of mages! Pathetic!” The beast shouted as it dashed forward towards Grey swinging its claws but as usual, it hit nothing.

“A true king doesn’t dirty his hands,” Grey said, appearing once more two meters away. “And I haven’t been playing tag—I’ve been setting the board.”

The Ant King froze.

“You should really learn to pay attention to your surroundings,” Grey added.

The others turned instinctively—and their eyes widened in disbelief. Surrounding the Ant King were over fifty suspended wind blades, their tips glowing and pointed at the beast.

“When did he—?” Vorden gasped, gaping at the sheer number of spells.

“How can he conjure so many wind blades without showing signs of strain?” Lyra whispered. “Even I would struggle to do that unless I broke through…”

“You know,” Grey said, casually snapping his fingers, “I was worried I’d have to try. But turns out… you really are nothing more than an insect.”

The blades shot forth in a symphony of slicing air, crashing into the Ant King and erupting into a storm of dust and wind. The entire cavern quaked.

“Keh keh keh…” a sinister chuckle echoed from within the dust cloud. A beat later, the beast’s wings flared, blowing the debris away.

“Is that all you’ve got?” the Ant King snarled, its body dripping with thick black blood.

“Not even close,” Grey replied coldly.

With another snap, a dozen lightning blades materialized and zipped toward the beast, tearing into it and sending arcs of electricity rippling across its body.

“What monstrous casting speed is that?!” Dante exclaimed, eyes wide. “How the hell is he dominating this fight?!”

“You should also pay attention… to your surroundings,” came a low voice behind Grey.

The Ant King had closed the distance silently, swinging its water blade toward Grey’s exposed back.

“You think you caught me off guard?” Grey muttered as the blade came within inches of his face.

Suddenly, an earth wall erupted from the ground, intercepting the blow with a deafening crack.

“Earth magic?!” Greg shouted, stunned.

The others stared too, eyes wide with disbelief.

“Is this what he wanted us to keep secret?” Selene murmured, her heart pounding. “He’s… a multi-elementalist?!”

Only Charlotte didn’t flinch. She had already known.

“I’ve always been one step ahead,” Grey said, raising his hand.

The earth wall responded, moving with unnatural speed. It surged outward, wrapping around the beast, binding its legs and pinning it to the floor. The Ant King roared and struggled—but couldn’t break free in time.

Above it, thirty wind blades appeared again, but this time—they crackled with lightning, charged with destructive energy.

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{A/N}

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