Novel & Cerita Supreme Magus Legion20

Subi could never be her friend as some may have thought. The General Manager walked in with ten other managers following behind. Subi sat next to Ima and looked relaxed as though she had already taken over the liquidated mine. Ima maintained her calm and focused her eyes to the front while flowing in the conversation with the talkative Subi. With Ima, silence was her strength, the strength she needed most in the foreign land of Chingola. After five seconds, the General Manager asked the investors to stand and welcomed the Liquidator from Mulenga and Associates.

I nodded shyly as if I agreed with what he had said. He stared at me for a moment and sighed. He lowered the goblet containing an expensive wine that could be equivalent to one month's supply of our food at home. "It's okay if you want to keep your identity. Your name here is Magda? It's cool anyway." he complimented. "You know what, Magda, you have the vibe of a person I've been searching for for so long." he shared. I gulped after hearing it. Is he talking about the person he's been searching for for so long is... me?

My forehead broke into a cold sweat because of the pain. “I also know that you are good at fighting and Lucien has been training you personally that is why I put you under these lights!” “It is specially designed to drain wolves of their energy and render them useless!” the man said and I finally understood why I was starting to feel like my heart beat has slowed down. “What do you want from me?” I asked. “I told you that I just want to see how special you are that you can even subdue that demon by the name Lucien Hart!”

He realized that he couldn't quite get a read on Ashton, who seemed extremely mysterious and unfathomable. Chuckling in amusement, Ashton pulled out the Legion's Sigil from his pocket and held it in front of the two men. His voice was grim and menacing as he said, "I have the Legion's Sigil, which gives me the authority of the head of the Legion himself. I have the ultimate power to kill if necessary. "Since you lot had the nerve to offend me and attempt to slaughter me, would I be doing anything wrong if I took you guys out right here, right now?"

"Now, let's wait for it before we leave. It'll certainly help out 'cause it will decrease the powers Sage is currently using to attack." "All right." While we waited, Morgana tried to fill me in on what the plans were and how they'd be carried out. Morgan was to lead some set of army to all the kingdoms under the Magical world. They'd try to fight off those men Sage sent to the magical world for attacks. "And we," she glanced at me. "We'll stop Sage himself. He's currently heading towards the human world." She explained the things we needed to do and without much surprise, I realized she hid the last past of the plan.

She rolled her eyes playfully. Lena took over, her voice dropping to a dramatic whisper that would have been perfect for a YouTube conspiracy video. "Decades ago, Magnus fought in a war. Not just any war. A supernatural conflict that most humans don't even know existed. He was fighting Alpha Kazakh – a legendarily brutal leader whose anaconda tattoo is said to come alive during battle." "Come alive?" Cathy's eyes were the size of dinner plates. "That's real? Real?"

Along with Maxime, Spartacus, and Legolas, who guarded the border, Magus was another Almighty Demigod in the squad. He was an expert in the practice of shamanism. According to legend, he was the sole heir to the legendary Aretuza Peaks. This old man was the true Aretuza Mage. Magus was unquestionably much more potent than Mount Aberrants’ successor, Jabir. The shamanic sects of the Celestial Empire had long been in decline due to the changing times and the speed at which technology was developing. Magus had been living in seclusion for years and had paid little attention to worldly affairs since the squad rarely needed his help.

"The ambient energy... they’re draining the moonlight right out of the room!" From the shadows of the collapsing ceiling descended a figure taller than the rest, clad in robes etched with the ancient glyphs of the Outer Threshold. The Grand Magus of the Cult of the Void smiled beneath his cowl, his voice echoing from everywhere and nowhere at once. "The bloodlines of the mortals are so fragile," the Magus whispered, a sound that made the remaining glass vibrate. "You have fought well, children of the fallen king. But your spark belongs to the Deep. Yield, and your deaths will be quick."

"If word gets out that the Legions have been called, it’ll be your head on the plate. Are you ready for that, Brago?" The Legions were no ordinary force—they were elite Alphas who served directly under the Lycran, the King of all werewolves. They were summoned only in the direst of circumstances. "I am fully aware of the risks," Brago retorted. "But I can’t stand by and watch him take over. He’s nothing more than a bastard son—a child favored by the Moon Goddess. That’s all he is!" he mocked bitterly. "And yet, here we are, still talking about him," Raul said with a scoff. "Brago, we can’t do anything about Sebastian. He’s more powerful than all of us combined. Don’t expect us to—"

What a relief when Vulcan saw Lycus, who appeared to open the magic briefcase. “This is one of the last strongholds. It would be best if you united to survive. Right now, we're waiting for Draco to take The Heart of Magic. Sooner or later, the high-class demons will arrive. Zergenth and Genbu will try their best to buy time, but I don't think there's much they can do,” said Lycus Lewis. “This is hard to believe. I never even knew that Genbu actually existed in Magica. The scale of this fight is completely beyond my ability and knowledge,” said Vladimir in surprise.