Magus Supremacy - Chapter 215

Chapter 215: Let the games begin!

Chapter 215

Then, Viktor opened his eyes.

A radiant golden glow surged within his pupils, fierce and commanding. His voice resonated through the dome, laden with divine authority:

“You’re in my world now.”

Jack chuckled, unfazed, his gaze sweeping across the invisible dome that spanned nearly eight meters.

Viktor’s golden eyes shimmered like twin suns, but Jack remained unimpressed.

“Magus Dominion? Really? You expected that to scare me?” he said, scoffing.

A smirk curled on his lips as a wave of dead, putrid energy surged around him.

His eyes darkened into pitch black orbs, and pulsing black veins crawled along his neck and arms like tendrils of shadow.

“Necrotic Kingdom,” he declared.

A second invisible dome flared to life—darker, colder, and far more sinister—coiling like a nightmare within Viktor’s radiant world.

A suffocating wave of necrotic energy rolled out. From the cracked ground, dozens of gray, skeletal hands burst forth.

In the blink of an eye, fifty monstrous ogres emerged—each one towering and reeking of decay. Jack’s eyes gleamed with malevolent amusement.

“Destroy him.” His command was soft, but it cut through the air like a dagger.

The ogres charged, unnaturally fast—faster than anything Viktor had encountered before.

They surged past the boundary of Jack’s domain and into Viktor’s, blades raised high.

Still, Viktor stood motionless, hands in his pockets, golden eyes watching.

“Graviole,” he whispered.

Instantly, an immense pressure crushed down on the battlefield. The ogres faltered—knees buckling, limbs trembling.

They pushed forward, straining to resist the invisible weight.

“You forgot,” Viktor said, his tone calm, almost bored. “Magus Dominion amplifies my spells, pushing them beyond their limits. Inside this field, I dictate the rules.”

As if in agreement with his words, the pressure intensified.

Boom!

The ogres slammed into the ground, their skulls shattering like glass. One by one, their heads popped under the force, blood and bone spraying across the shimmering dome.

Jack, still smiling, waved a dismissive hand. “You don’t understand, do you? In my Necrotic Kingdom, I can raise the dead endlessly. It is not as good as Magus Dominion but something is better than none, right?”

The shattered ogres twitched—then began to stir.

“Rise,” Jack murmured.

Their rotten flesh turned pitch black, hardened and reanimated by a fresh surge of corrupted energy.

They rose again, stronger, darker, their blades crackling with a foul aura.

“Also, did I forget to mention?” Jack continued, eyes glowing with glee. “I can enhance them—grant them strength, speed… even intelligence. Right now, they’re level 7 beasts.”

With a guttural roar, the undead ogres lunged. Their blades whistled through the air in unison, aiming straight for Viktor’s heart.

Still unmoved, Viktor raised a single finger. A miniature black hole twisted into existence before him, dense and pulsing.

The ogres’ swords were pulled in, their force negated. One ogre screamed as its leg was ripped off by the gravitational force; another’s head imploded instantly.

Boom!

All of them exploded simultaneously under the intensified pressure. Viktor side-stepped casually, dodging a wave of blackened blood that splattered the ground behind him.

“You missed one crucial detail,” he said coldly, golden eyes glowing brighter. “My magic is superior to yours.”

The very air trembled as the pressure surged again. Jack’s Necrotic Kingdom began to crack, fissures of golden light slicing through the darkness.

“Impressive,” a low voice murmured behind Viktor.

He spun—and was greeted by a zombie, its eyes pitch black, its rotting hands inches from his face.

But before it could strike, its arms exploded under the weight of Viktor’s Dominion, its entire body following a second later.

“Tch,” Viktor spat. “Are you seriously trying to wear me down with these pathetic minions? Fight me directly, you coward!”

His voice thundered, shaking the dome. Jack’s domain flickered, visibly weakening.

“I am fighting you,” Jack replied smoothly.

From the ground, twenty more ogres erupted. Jack placed a hand on one, infusing it with dark energy. Its eyes glowed ominously.

In a flash, it vanished, teleporting behind Viktor with its blade already swinging. Viktor barely managed to leap back, the sword grazing his cheek, slicing it open.

As blood trickled down his face, the other ogres advanced—but suddenly, they levitated into the air and were slammed back down with such force that the ground beneath them cracked.

Before Viktor could regroup, a sharp slashing sound whistled from his side. He twisted mid-air, slowing time around the attacker.

But the ogre defied logic, accelerating suddenly and slamming its blade into Viktor’s side, sending him crashing down.

“How… how is that possible?” Viktor gasped, blood spilling from his lips.

His eyes widened in horror.

“Unless—”

“You finally figured it out?” the ogre said, grinning.

Viktor froze.

“They’re not supposed to talk…”

“I can swap souls too,” Jack’s voice came from the ogre’s mouth.

The undead beast lunged again.

“Graviole!” Viktor yelled.

The ogre’s speed dropped. A black hole spiraled into existence beside it, pulling in its arm. Viktor’s eyes sharpened.

“Then I just have to kill you, and Jack dies with you!”

The black hole’s pull intensified, but the ogre leapt back.

“Fool.”

The voice came from elsewhere. Viktor turned.

Jack stood at the edge of his own domain, untouched.

With a snap of his fingers, five more zombies burst from the earth.

Viktor turned back to the ogre and, with a flick of his hand, reduced the pressure. The undead floated up and slammed back down, its head rupturing upon impact.

Then the zombies charged.

Viktor stepped back, calculating his next move.

“Combat this,” Jack taunted.

The zombies suddenly swelled grotesquely, their bloated bodies pulsing with energy before exploding simultaneously.

Viktor dashed through the chaos, avoiding the bursts of blood—aware that even a single drop could be laced with corruption.

Just as he dodged the last one, a blade whizzed toward his head. He ducked, but not fast enough. It nicked his ear, drawing blood.

Panting, Viktor landed in a crouch. His Magus Dominion was wavering, shrinking with every breath he took.

The golden shimmer flickered, his concentration faltering.

“I’m not just trying to wear you down,” Jack said coolly, walking closer. “I’m breaking your focus. You’re not the only one who studied. Before I was expelled, I did extensive research.”

His voice grew darker.

“Magus Dominion collapses when its caster loses focus. So let’s play a game.”

Ten zombies rose behind him. Three skeletal soldiers followed, their empty sockets burning with purple fire.

“Will my Necrotic Kingdom fall first, crushed under your superior magic?” Jack asked. “Or will you break first, lose control, and watch your Dominion fade?”

He raised his hand.

“Let the games begin.”

The undead horde surged forward.

Viktor took a stance, golden eyes burning through the storm.

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{A/N}

I was tired of the usual shooting magic from kilometers away to kill an enemy so I decided to do something unique and then give some of my characters a power up.

It took quite a long time for me to come up with Magus Dominion and I’m not sure if I even used it well.

So your feedbacks on this power up will help me improve. Kindly let me know if this power up is good😊

So guys! I have just released our mass release goals for this week.

150 Power stones=2 extra Chapters.

50 Golden tickets= 2 extra Chapters.

Magic Castle= 5 Chapters.

Spacecraft= 10 Chapters.

Golden Gachapon= 15 Chapters. Let’s do well to crush these goals guys!✌️😊