[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-magus-supremacy":3,"chapter-magus-supremacy-magus-supremacy-chapter-978":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Magus Supremacy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1244378,1673,"Chapter 974: Invasion (9)","magus-supremacy-chapter-978",978,"\u003Cp>Chapter 974\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— Aaaaaah!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A body was seen flying backward, hurtling through the air with violent force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalos stared at the falling form with a callous look, his expression unreadable and cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without so much as flinching or allowing himself to be derailed from his path, he continued dragging his massive greatsword through the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His steady march toward Devan and the vice leaders remained unbroken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swooosh—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rush of air erupted from his right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifting his hand in front of his face with casual ease, he deflected a sword strike to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could pommel the attacker into the earth, more soldiers lunged at him from the shadows of the fray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than two hundred men were beginning to close in on his position, forming a suffocating ring of steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a single step backward from the man who had just attacked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sharp, focused exhale, he stabbed his greatsword deep into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The legendary weapon ripped through the crust of the earth like a hot knife through butter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he simply folded his hands across his chest, waiting for the swarm to descend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I’m confused, though. Are they truly not afraid? I don’t even look human to begin with. When Grey first met me, he nearly lost his composure, yet these morons are lunging toward me without a second thought?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About a dozen warriors out of the two hundred reached him simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They launched their coordinated assault with desperate ferocity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gargoyle heaved a tired, rhythmic sigh before lifting his head to look in Devan’s direction far across the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the slightest of seconds, their gazes locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without breaking eye contact with the enemy leader, Thalos leaped high into the air, effortlessly dodging the dozen incoming strikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Landing a distance away from the cluster, he finally snapped his head forward to look at the sacrificial fools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a clamorous bang, the gargoyle blurred forward with velocity far beyond human capabilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Well, he was no human to begin with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A singular punch from his massive fist caved a man’s chest into his body, neutralizing him instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smacking his hands together, a violent shockwave rippled forward, scattering the surrounding men like dried leaves caught in a sudden storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ducking under a wild, desperate swing, Thalos drove his hand forward with clinical brutality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force of his strike was absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He casually dismissed his victims, flinging remnants of the clash away with enough power to overwhelm any who stood in the path of the debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movements were a blur of efficiency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shifting into motion once more, Thalos was seen—or rather, unseen—dismantling his opponents as if they were mere toddlers playing at war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years of dedicated training and countless missions undertaken by these men shattered against the overwhelming power of the gargoyle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was unstoppable, a force to be reckoned with that defied their understanding of combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most infuriating aspect of the entire situation was that he wasn’t even utilizing his weapon, nor was he taking the engagement seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy kick to an enemy’s face sent the body blurring away into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twisting his hip for a moment, the ground cracked and splintered beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shot forward, the very soil bending and groaning beneath the soles of his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrows whistled toward his position in a darkened cloud, yet Thalos avoided each and every projectile without breaking his stride at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sidestepping with fluid grace, he watched as a Ki fist smashed into the spot he had occupied only a millisecond prior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More men were still closing in on him, driven by the delusion that sheer numbers would prevail against his might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than three hundred soldiers rushed toward his position as if being controlled by a single button, even after witnessing him dismantle the previous two hundred with casual indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glaring at the approaching wave, Thalos simply held his hand out to his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, a low rumble was heard, followed by a sharp, piercing whistle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swinging his hand in a wide circle through the air, he summoned his strength, and screams erupted all around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Agonizing shrieks filled the air as bodies dropped to the ground in heavy, wet thuds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The carnage was absolute; the battlefield became a whirlwind of chaos as he exerted his dominance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continued spinning his hand through the air while the cries and the rain of debris continued until—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swooosh—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His greatsword flew into his hand as if it had always belonged there, the hilt meeting his palm with a heavy, familiar thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood rolled over the edges of the massive blade like rain slicking off a roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalos scanned his position, watching as the remnants of the once-imposing force fell around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few seconds, the three hundred men had been neutralized, leaving the ground cluttered with the defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swinging his sword to the side with a sharp, controlled motion, the ichor that had gathered on the steel rose up as if being pulled by an invisible force, then splattered onto the parched earth the next second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head, locking his gaze with Devan and the vice leaders once more, his message clear without a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenrir Stormspear, a literal human lightning storm, was still shredding through the opposition with his elemental affinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t stop; he didn’t pause for a single breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood stained his robe and face, though none could tell if it belonged to him or the fallen army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All around him, the mountain of the defeated grew by the passing minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mana remained plentiful, but he knew the risks; if the tide didn’t shift soon, even his vast reserves might eventually falter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swinging his hand from above, a lightning pillar screamed downward from the ashen clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It crashed in front of him, scattering sparks of electricity in every direction, paralyzing his foes and keeping them rooted in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swinging his hands in a wide arc, dozens of lightning arrows surged outward in a lethal fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>TCHAAAK—! TCHAAAK—! TCHAAAK—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The projectiles impaled the enemy with clinical precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blurred into motion again, completely untrackable by the rank-and-file soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing left in his wake were jagged streaks of lightning and the shadows of those he had overcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devan observed the battlefield for a long moment, his eyes locking onto the figures who were systematically reducing his army by the passing second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vein throbbed at the side of his head as the reality of the situation set in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pluck, go there,\" Devan ordered, pointing a finger toward the gargoyle who was dismantling his men as if they were mere paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oscroch, there,\" he commanded, pointing in the direction of the man wreathed in lightning who continued to lay waste to the legion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two vice leaders grinned, their eyes lighting up with the prospect of a real challenge before they leaped down from their towering mount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ortiz, left behind, lifted a brow in silent inquiry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devan scanned the battlefield once more before pointing directly ahead—past the chaos of the frontlines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Drop those annoying double gates so our army can flood the city and lay waste to it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of Ortiz’s lips twitched in dark amusement at the task.\u003C\u002Fp>",1213,"2026-06-05T15:21:43.521Z",1,"novelbin.me","53383b7afe81a29389c93e42d8542e95217e795c4c965b44ad923533ca8f1432","magus-supremacy-chapter-979","magus-supremacy-chapter-977",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmagus-supremacy-cover.jpg"]