Magus Supremacy - Chapter 203

Chapter 203: Second wave!
Chapter 203

Just when it seemed like Grey had seized control of the battlefield, the ground began to quake with a sinister rhythm.

Cracks spread like lightning bolts through the earth, and from those cracks emerged a horrifying sight—three hundred skeletal soldiers, their sockets glowing dimly with necrotic flame.

Each brandished a different weapon made of bone: jagged spears, rust-stained swords, curved shields, bone-forged chains, and more.

“Guys,” Grey called out, voice calm but firm.

In an instant, his team closed in beside him, forming a tight defensive line. Their eyes locked onto the skeletal army now marching toward them with chilling synchronization.

“Attack!” the commanding zombie bellowed from several meters away, its voice rasping like metal on stone.

The skeletons lunged forward, bones clattering like war drums.

“I get the first hit!” Scarlet roared, flames bursting from her feet as she rocketed into the fray.

As she neared, she unleashed a searing funnel of fire, scorching the front lines to crisp ashes. But some agile skeletons circled behind her, swords raised.

Before they could strike, a transparent shield blinked into existence, absorbing their blows with a soft pulse of magic.

Then, out of nowhere, a thick mist enveloped the field.

Visibility dropped to a whisper, and within that fog, water-forged arrows zipped through the air, piercing skeletal skulls and dropping them like marionettes cut from strings.

Meanwhile, Greg zipped across the battlefield, his legs clad in crackling lightning boots.

With a ferocious leap, he hammered his foot into a skeleton’s skull, sending a shockwave that buckled the enemy’s legs.

But a lurking skeleton bashed him square in the face with its shield, sending him spiraling backward.

Before he hit the ground, a gentle gust of wind slowed his descent, letting him land upright with a grunt.

Above them, the sky darkened as fifty crescent-shaped blades of wind, each laced with flickering lightning, formed in the air.

“Fusion Magic: Thunder Gale!” Grey shouted, extending his hand.

The sky rained blades, slicing through skeletal ranks with elegant precision. Bone shields shattered.

Ribs cracked. The skeletons fell in heaps, turned into fragmented remains.

“Show-off!” Scarlet yelled playfully, a fiery tunnel swirling around her arms. She swung it with force, the flames crashing into more skeletons and turning them into clouds of ash.

Elsewhere, Vince clashed swords with a skeleton, narrowly dodging a bone strike before retaliating with his own blade.

But a shield blocked his attack, then slammed into his face, sending him skidding across the field. Blood trickled down his cheek.

Before the skeletons could finish him, three precise water arrows zipped through the air, smashing through their skulls. Jay approached, a gleaming water blade in hand.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, thanks,” Vince replied, quickly deflecting another strike. With a twist of his hand, a metal spike shot out from the ground, impaling the new attacker.

“Die!” Scarlet shouted, erupting in a tornado of flames that incinerated anything in its path.

Among all the fighters, Scarlet and Greg were wreaking the most havoc, while Grey chimed in with lethal precision.

‘Hmm… Scarlet’s magic is much stronger than before. Could it be that ring she picked up in that cave?’ Grey wondered, casually waving a hand to send a wave of wind that blasted an approaching skeleton away.

“Water Creation Magic: Serpent of the Sea!” Jay chanted. A colossal water serpent surged forward, crashing into skeletons and hurling them like ragdolls into the wall.

“Lightning Creation Magic: Showers of Lightning Arrows!” Greg’s voice boomed as hundreds of lightning arrows descended from the heavens, each bolt turning skeletons to smoldering debris.

“Show-offs!” Raze yelled, unleashing his own flame tunnel, which engulfed four skeletons in a roaring inferno.

“Look out!” Arthur shouted. A transparent shield shimmered behind Raze just in time to block a bone spear.

Vince appeared a heartbeat later, slicing the offending skeleton’s head clean off.

“Thanks!” Raze breathed.

“You’re all on a battlefield—concentrate!” Vorden snapped, using his mist magic to blur an incoming skeleton’s vision before a bolt of lightning finished it off.

‘Support roles… That’s what I’ve been reduced to,’ Vorden thought bitterly. ‘Even that peasant Arthur is more useful than me.’

“Fire Creation Magic: Drags!” Scarlet’s voice cut through the chaos. A flaming dragon burst from her palms, wings beating as it soared into the skeleton ranks.

They tried to fight it, but the beast opened its flaming maw and incinerated them in a single sweep.

“I thought these skeletons were supposed to give us trouble!” Jay shouted, leaping over a bone sword and plunging his water spear into another skeleton.

A sweep of his foot sent a water wave crashing into another enemy.

“Too weak!” Greg declared, propelling himself with a thunderous boom.

He landed a devastating double-fisted strike that shattered a skeleton into dust.

“I’m here too, damn it!” Raze barked, flames enveloping his hands.

Just as a bone spear grazed his cheek, he twisted and delivered a burning punch that cracked his foe into smoldering chunks.

“Is this all they’ve got for Grey? He doesn’t even need to lift a finger!” Vince laughed.

A tiny metal bird fluttered past him, flapping its wings to launch sharp shards of metal that embedded into enemy skulls.

“Enough!” Scarlet shouted. Her fiery dragon dove into a mass of enemies, and with a shriek, it detonated, releasing a massive fireburst that vaporized a dozen skeletons.

‘No… something’s wrong,’ Grey thought, scanning the battlefield. The skeletons were being wiped out too easily. His gut twisted with unease.

Within moments, the field was quiet. Bones littered the ground, and the team stood panting, their elemental magic fading.

“My turn,” Vanica said gently, releasing two dozen luminous butterflies. The healing light from their wings washed over the team, mending wounds and reinvigorating exhausted bodies.

But Grey’s unease deepened.

‘Something’s off. I feel it—something’s coming.’

“Where’s this so-called undead god?!” Greg taunted. “Look! We destroyed your proud skeleton soldiers! What now?!”

“Keh keh keh… Did you?” a voice rasped as a zombie rose from the ground, half its face rotted clean off. “That was merely the first wave… Now prepare for the next.”

The earth split open again—this time with a sickening rumble.

Out of the fissures climbed hulking beasts, each the size of an ogre, with massive tusks and jagged swords nearly the length of a man. Their eyes glowed like burning coals, and they snarled as they faced the weary team.

There were ten of them—and they reeked of power.

“Appraisal!” Grey called, and a faint blue screen materialized before his eyes.

{Name: Ogres}

{Level: 6}

{Magic: Enhanced strength}

{Mana: 70/70}

“Shit!” Grey muttered, tightening his fists. “I hate it when I’m right.”