Magus Supremacy - Chapter 208

Chapter 208: Peek a boo!
Chapter 208

“This is another one of my prized creations,” the zombie rasped, its decaying lips curled into a wicked smirk.

“And don’t think you’ll take it down as easily as you did the others. If I were to classify its rank… let’s say, level 10 beast—just a step below your precious captains.”

Its hollow eyes glowed with eerie satisfaction. “Let’s just call it a vice-captain level monster. So, how exactly do you plan to survive this one?”

Without warning, the zombie raised a skeletal hand. A jagged bolt of lightning exploded from its fingertips, tearing through the air like a spear of raw energy.

It slammed into Grey with such force that it hurled him across the field like a ragdoll, sending him crashing into Raze, who had been positioned far back.

“Oh? Did I forget to mention?” the zombie cackled, voice echoing unnaturally. “It also knows magic.”

Grey groaned as he struggled to stand, coughing dust from his lungs.

“Damn it, why did you crash into me?” Raze snarled, brushing debris off his cloak.

“Did I have a choice in the matter?” Grey grunted.

Scarlet scoffed, fire flickering at her fingertips. “And here I thought you were supposed to be the supreme mage or something.”

“Being the supreme mage doesn’t mean I’m invinci—”

Grey didn’t get to finish. The creation vanished in a blink, reappearing in front of Vanica, who was standing at the rear, her eyes wide with horror.

‘Shit—it’s fast. Very fast,’ Grey thought.

A transparent shield blinked into existence in front of Vanica just in time to block the lightning punch.

But the impact shattered the barrier like brittle glass, and the force of the wind that followed sent Vanica tumbling backward with a pained cry.

‘I almost forgot… If it’s on the level of a level 10 beast, then we don’t stand a chance.’

Dozens of wind blades shimmered into existence in the air around Grey. With a sharp snap of his fingers, he launched them toward the creature.

But it was already gone—gone before the attack even reached halfway. A new bolt of lightning tore toward Grey’s position.

“Not so fast!” Greg yelled as he leapt in, his arms wrapped in arcs of lightning. He swung with explosive force, intercepting the bolt mid-air and smashing it into the ground. Dirt and dust billowed into the sky.

But the monster was relentless. It zipped behind Greg in a blur, then discharged a burst of sparks into his back, sending him hurtling forward like a broken puppet.

“Crap!” Raze muttered, rocketing forward with his arms trailing flames. As he neared the monster, he unleashed a torrential funnel of fire, similar to Scarlet’s—but the creature moved again, teleporting in a blink to appear behind him.

“I knew you’d try that!” Grey shouted from above. Fireballs circled him like miniature suns, then shot down toward the monster.

The zombie turned, forming a dome of crackling lightning to block the fiery barrage. The fireballs slammed into the barrier but were absorbed and dissipated with bursts of light.

“I’m still here!” Jay roared. A dense stream of water shot from his hands, crashing into the lightning shield.

It vaporized on contact, erupting into a shockwave of steam that knocked the monster back slightly.

From the rear flank, Vince raised both hands. Dozens of glinting metal shards formed and launched with deadly precision.

The creature dodged each one, blinking from one location to another with maddening speed.

The shards buried into the ground behind it, detonating in sharp explosions.

Suddenly, the monster vanished again—only to reappear right behind Vince, a bolt of lightning already forming in its hand, ready to strike.

But then—boom!

A fiery explosion lit up the sky. Scarlet, suspended mid-air with Grey’s wind magic, had launched a new wave of fireballs.

The monster twisted and spun mid-air, dodging each one with uncanny grace.

A new bolt of lightning surged toward it—Greg’s strike—but the zombie dodged again, flipping high into the air. The moment it landed, however, its movements suddenly faltered.

It looked down.

Its legs were now encased in solid earth, locking it in place.

On the ground, Grey was crouched low, palms pressed against the dirt, lightning coursing up and down his arms like a living serpent.

With a final push, he transferred that energy through the earth, aiming it directly at the trapped monster.

Simultaneously, sharp slashes of water surged from Jay’s direction, while another barrage of fireballs rained down from above.

“Let’s see you dodge this,” Grey growled.

A colossal bolt of lightning crashed down from the sky, engulfing the monster in blinding white-blue energy. The resulting explosion unleashed a massive shockwave.

Scarlet was thrown from the sky, tumbling like a broken star. The others were knocked off their feet, coughing up blood as they hit the ground.

When the dust settled, the creature still stood—lightning dancing violently across its body like living armor.

The current intensified, wrapping it in a veil of glowing static. Its speed surged once again.

It blurred forward, aiming for Scarlet, who was still recovering. A shimmering lightning blade extended from its arm, arcing down toward her.

But a thunderous bang echoed.

Grey appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye, his limbs now adorned in glowing lightning boots and gauntlets.

“Peek-a-boo,” he smirked—and unleashed a massive fireball at point-blank range. It slammed into the zombie, hurling it across the field and into the earth with a deafening crash.

From the distance, the necromancer’s voice echoed once more. “Did you know? This entire time, that was the first hit you’ve landed. Just one. Meanwhile, how many of you are bleeding now? Three? Four?”

Lightning zombie groaned and began to rise again.

“Don’t get cocky,” Grey said, eyes narrowing. “Just because we’ve been taking hits doesn’t mean we’re helpless. I’ve been testing my limits… watching how your creation moves, how it strikes.”

He cracked his neck and flexed his fingers, sparks crackling around him.

“I think it’s time I tried one of the new moves I’ve been working on since arriving here.”

Then, without a sound, Grey vanished.

He didn’t leap. He didn’t blink.

He was just—gone.

The others stared, eyes wide, heads swiveling left and right as they searched the battlefield.

“Where the hell did he go?” Raze murmured, tension creeping into his voice.

Scarlet clenched her fists. “He’s moving faster than we can perceive…”

The battle was far from over.

But Grey had just become a storm.