Supreme Monarch

Chapter 180: Magic Bullets

*Boom!

Abert flew back several meters as Badgil charged at him after his recovery skill had completely healed him from all of Albert’s attacks. Being enraged, Albert was unable to calmly observe and react to his attacks and Badgil took advantage of that.

Being a battle maniac, his battle instincts were off the charts, and thus not even the aura of a stronger opponent could deter him from a fight. The only reason he had submitted to Mammon was that he had promised him fights with a stronger opponent.

Meeting Mammon for the first time, Badgil had seen him as an overly ambitious person but that didn’t really matter to him. He was someone that planned to go against the Great five, so Badgil did not doubt his words and thus, became one of his generals. So far, he had to admit that Mammon hadn’t lied to him and many challengers had come to face Jim for his post. Granting him the chance for many fun fights.

So when Mammon had declared his intentions to take over the Darknar Region. Badgil had become very excited by the prospect of facing members of the Great Five.

However, he was told they wouldn’t be facing the Great Five directly for a while so he had been a little disappointed when he came here. Especially when he had seen the pathetic forces of the ones that had made it into the castle first.

With that mindset, he hadn’t expected this aged demon to be much of a challenge which was the reason why he had allowed Nessi to go in first. Yet— she had been killed off so easily by him which made his blood boil. The fact that he also managed to injure him excited him greatly.

He had learned a valuable lesson from this incident. One could not accurately judge someone’s strength by their aura alone and this was one of those cases. Badgil smiled wildly as he continuously launched a barrage of attacks at the desperate demon that seemed to be distracted by something as he was constantly trying to retreat into the castle.

“Oi, you better pay attention if you wanna live old man!”

Badgil roared as his fighting spirit skyrocketed and he used a skill, sending torrents of wild winds at Albert while he moved to cut off his retreat. Albert’s aura ran rampant and his strikes got heavier but he could no longer land a hit on Badgil who had already figured him out after that first strike.

Their exchange was fast and intense with both parties deflecting each other’s weapons as their clash continuously changed the landscape around them. Although it slowly became clear that one side was winning.

While Badgil’s movements weren’t as smooth as Albert’s, his instincts were insane as he could instantly react to all attacks thrown at him. His unique skill, •Savage Warrior• allowed him to get stronger the longer he fought so no matter how much Albert tried or the techniques he used, the moment he had failed to finish Badgil off with his first successful hit, this fight was over.

Meanwhile—

Zomatsu wasn’t having a great time either. Although the Behirs that Albert had summoned were still somehow keeping one of the generals busy, he knew that such mindless creatures that attack solely on instincts and his orders alone, wouldn’t be able to stop him for long.

There was also the young boy with the wand that had literally dropped a nuke on them earlier. He was currently smiling while bombarding them with light and fire-based attacks. Zomatsu had quite a bit of magic crystals on him so he could sustain the Crystal dome for a while even against such high-tiered spells but he could not use any of the gauntlet’s other skills while the crystal dome was up.

He also didn’t have any skills or spells that were strong enough to deal damage to opponents like these and thus focused his mana on his innate ability as he kept track of the battlefield. It was a shame almost all of the rangers were dead. The Frost giants had been destroyed and even Hart and Talen had fallen. 

Jarret was out of his dome and was currently still under the protection of the two Behirs so it would be bad for him if those two monsters were destroyed. Right now they didn’t have a healer on the field which was detrimental for them as the Lady Erin was the only one around and she was currently being attacked by two unknown assailants.

Zomatsu calculated that this was why Albert had lost his cool and thus if he wanted him back in the game so they could all last even just a minute longer. He would need to find a way to help her out. 

Calculating their best options, he saw someone on the tower move even after the female general of greed, Serene had used some type of curse on them. It was a beast girl that appeared to be a magic caster with a pair of golden dog ears.

‘Lora was it.’

Remembering who it was, Zomatsu judged that she had been able to barely resist the curse and as she struggled to try and attack even after losing most of her comrades in what seemed like a hopeless situation. Zomatsu couldn’t help but smile. Frankly speaking, he didn’t understand why everyone was so desperately trying to win a fight they knew they had no hope of winning.

He had only gone this far because he had sworn loyalty to Lord Ty for his selfish reason and although he didn’t want to die. He hadn’t seen the point in such pointless resistance up till now. However, seeing everyone’s faces and the desperation in Albert’s eyes made him understand something that he had always been lacking since the death of his mother.

Family and loyalty. Lord Ty had saved them when they were at their lowest and even looked at them with interest and respect. No one at his level would normally even bother with demihumans and even when they had only sworn loyalty to him for protection, he still treated them like they belonged.

Zomatsu sighed. There was no point in holding back then. If he died he dies but he would have to give these bastards hell first. Still, he calculated his the various possibilities, and frankly, he couldn’t find any single one where they actually succeeded without a hand of god but if a hand of god was what they needed, he would just have to put them in ether best position for that hand of god to save them.

“Hey, it would be best if you all retreat now you know. This castle belongs to someone beyond your comprehension and by invading it, you may have angered someone you absolutely shouldn’t have. It would be best if you run now and leave this continent. Even then, you might want to keep going.”

Both Ovil and Muzak looked at the masked demon with a somewhat amused expression on their faces as Ovil replied.

“Not sure if you hit your head or something big brother, but you seem very delusional right now. It’s okay, I’ll end your suffering with my next attack.

Saying that, a wicked smile appeared on Ovil’s face like his he laughed maniacally as he activated a skill.

•Judgement of the Cosmos•

A massive beam of colorful energy like that of a rainbow, came crashing down at Zomatsu in such a wide range that it blew everything around it away including the two Behirs and everyone in their Lightning zone.

Zomatsu rapidly fed magic crystals into his gauntlet in order to reinforce the crystal dome that was already cracked under such a devastating attack. However, he knew he couldn’t stop the attack for even another second but what he was waiting for had presented itself to him. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Lora launch an attack on the female demon and Zomatsu immediately canceled the Crystal dome while simultaneously using another mass teleportation scroll and appearing a distance away from the light beam. He immediately activated another one of the gauntlet skills.

•Word of Chaos•

Zomatsu spoke a single word and everyone within his range that wasn’t allied to him was instantly afflicted with various negative effects for more than 3 seconds. Normally this skill would last for at least 30 seconds but as every one of their opponents left was of relatively high level, the effects had been greatly reduced.

However, before anyone could even take advantage of this golden opportunity. An illusionary book had appeared before Mammon at some point in time as he also ulterior the word of chaos while also using a skill that canceled Zomatsus.

With crippling effects, everyone including Zomatsu was afflicted with these negative effects like deafness, blindness, being stunned, confusion and a few of them had even died on the spot.

In only an instant, their entire force had been disabled although to the disappointment of Badgil who had wanted to continue fighting.

Mammon chuckled and walked forward as he stared at the piles of dead bodies and the screaming victims who were afflicted by chaos.

“I didn’t think I’ll obtain such an interesting skill today. And here I was thinking this fight had been a waste of time.”

Naturally, the only reason he hadn’t immediately annihilated everyone immediately he walked in here was for the rare chance one of them had a useful skill he could record. He had thought it was a burst but to his surprise, the masked man he hadn’t expected much from was the one that possessed the most interesting skill here.

“Aw man, why’d you have to go and do that, I was just starting to get excited.”

Badgil grumbled as he walked over to the stunned Albert and kicked him out of his way with a disinterested expression on his face while he slowly walked to where Mammon was. With the summoner confused, Muzak also dealt with the two Behirs that had been blown away by Ovil’s attack easily and walked over nodding. 

Mammon smiled, and spoke nonchalantly:

“There’s no need to be too hasty. We don’t have much time now but once the castle is mine, I can always just force the survivors to fight you for their freedom. That should be a bit entertaining before the undead army gets here.”

“Nah, that sounds boring. I prefer the thrill of a real fight, not a staged one.”

Badgil said and Muzak nodded in agreement which was somehow what Mammon had expected their reply to be but he still had to try anyway. He smiled then moved forward towards them and was just about to nonchalantly reply to them again when he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Something felt off in the air and he was just about to say something to his generals, however, he hadn’t gotten the chance to. He had been too slow to react to what had happened next. He, a demigod with several speed-based skills and even Thought Acceleration x1 million had been too slow to react to an attack.

How?

It was like his movements and reaction had been distorted by something out of this world.

Not being able to react in time. He watched as a golf-sized dense mana ball that had seemingly come out of nowhere, burst Muzark’s head like a watermelon. Blood, goo, and brain matter splattered everywhere and even splashed on him. 

Not just his, but every one of his generals still left standing had widened eyes at this sudden turn of events. Before they could even comprehend what had happened, another magic bullet flew at Badgil’s head but still in a battle-ready state, his instincts were high and he was somehow able to react to the sudden attack.

However, the attack was way too fast and he could not dodge its only attempt to block or deflect it. He raised his spear to meet the attack but Mammon knew if he tried to block such a high-density mana ball, only death awaited him. So he quickly uses a magic barrier skill on Badgil to defend against the attack.

Still—

Like a bullet through simple glass, the mana ball shattered his hastily constructed magic barrier and blasted off one of the arms of Badgil who had been lucky the aim of the magic bullet had been off thanks to the barrier Mammon had created around him.