[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-magus-supremacy":3,"chapter-magus-supremacy-magus-supremacy-chapter-987":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},1244387,1673,"Chapter 983: Nonsense","magus-supremacy-chapter-987",987,"\u003Cp>Chapter 983\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s all?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalos spoke callously, turning his head to stare at Pluck, who stood trembling before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vice leader had just delivered his most powerful punch, yet all it had accomplished was moving the gargoyle’s head a few inches to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, his ultimate attack was being shrugged off with a chilling, cold question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>... That’s all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What does he mean? My strike barely fazed him?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"... You couldn’t even draw blood. What a pity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Pluck could even blink, his neck was seized by the gargoyle’s heavy, stone hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the very next heartbeat, he kissed the ground as debris and dust flooded into his mouth and nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened in an inexplicable agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He almost coughed up blood when he was roughly yanked back up and then cast aside like a mere piece of old, unused attire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind bit against the man’s face and body like a vengeful wrath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the sheer magnitude of Thalos’ throw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the gargoyle’s foot hovered just above the earth to complete a single step, he vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just speed; it was silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as though reality itself had erased him from existence in that singular instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, Pluck’s pupils dilated to incredible lengths as the gargoyle towered above him once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WAM—! BOOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An undiluted shockwave, carrying the concentrated force of a hundred tornadoes, ripped outward, scattering nearby men in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crater twenty meters wide, deep, and long yawned open from the point of impact where Pluck’s body met the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson droplets immediately burst from the vice leader’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of the slam was so deafening that the battlefield fell quiet for a moment, with every eye drifting toward the source of the devastation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground was so shattered that it felt as though a mountain had crashed into that exact spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blanket of dust veiled the area for a few seconds before settling to reveal a gargoyle towering above the wreckage, blood dripping from his crimson-embedded gauntlets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking a few steps back, Thalos looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pluck could be seen in the center of the pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was alive—barely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He coughed continuously, his face smashed into the dirt as if it were glued to the earth itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Broken teeth lay clattered on the ground like discarded dice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the distance where he stood, a wide grin split Grey’s face at this sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next second, Pluck could be seen slowly rising from the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a slow, painful, and torturous process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grimaced in deep agony as he finally staggered to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood pooled beneath him, and his face looked mangled, like a cosmetic surgery gone horribly wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kuk...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood sprayed from his mouth as he glared at Thalos with vengeful eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devan, still atop his mount, wore a frown so deep that a vein began to throb prominently on his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His strongest subordinate among the three was in such a terrible condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone would be furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalos inclined his head to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I admire your grit, human. But you should know when to concede. Not every battle should be fought when one knows he lacks the necessary strength.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throwing his head to the side, Pluck spat angrily before Ki flooded his whole body in violent waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every ounce of his energy was released from his Dantian, saturating his veins and internals with incredible power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His clothes ripped away while his skin began to turn a different shade of... pink?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalos’ brows knit as he shifted his weight subtly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a deafening bang, the gargoyle exploded forward with his hand outstretched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His greatsword immediately whistled through the air with deadly speed as he closed the distance between him and the vice leader faster than the speed of light itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pluck was unable to react at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t even twitch a finger before the gargoyle reached him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one final, massive swing of his sword, Pluck’s head came off, his neck spewing blood like a geyser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t have time for nonsense,\" Thalos spat coldly as he turned his gaze toward Devan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning around calmly, he met the wide frown on the leader’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devan’s hands tightened at his sides as he watched Thalos begin his steady stride toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the background, Pluck’s headless body swayed for a few seconds before hitting the ground with a heavy thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strongest vice leader of the Behemoth Clan was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>___\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another area, Fenrir was locked in a deadly exchange with the second vice leader—Oscroch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An enormous lightning pillar was screaming toward Oscroch, who remained on the ground, staring at the descending doom with dilated pupils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With all the Ki he could muster, the vice leader quickly zipped to the side, sliding on his back across the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG—! BOOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pillar crashed into the earth with destructive force, scattering dust and debris into the atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep crater tore open in the soil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within a second, Oscroch had recovered, darting forward with blistering velocity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But lightning speed and true Lightning speed were two different things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenrir zipped to the side just in time as Oscroch’s Ki blade tore through the air, cleaving the space in two with a thunderous bang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pressing his toes into the ground, lightning ran up and down Fenrir’s frame with total intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a literal explosive bang that cracked the sound barrier and shattered the spot where he stood, the mage dashed forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscroch was not left behind. Ki sword in hand, he clashed with Fenrir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning sword against Ki sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The duo danced across the battlefield with overwhelming speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each clash of their blades sent bangs and ringing sounds rolling through the air, shaking the very foundations of the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soil beneath their feet cracked and tore open as sparks of lightning were thrown in every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscroch gritted his teeth, pouring all his remaining Ki into the relentless attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenrir’s eyes were constantly moving, scanning for any marginal opening he could exploit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, one presented itself as Oscroch went for a direct thrust of his Ki sword, aiming to take the mage’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This move left the warrior vulnerable for a fleeting moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mage immediately utilized this opportunity by twisting his body; however, the sword struck his shoulder instead, ripping through and delivering a jagged hole in that spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenrir’s own lightning sword flashed forward with the speed of light to counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a smile appeared on Oscroch’s face as a massive Ki sword descended from the sky and crashed onto Fenrir’s lightning blade, dispelling sparks through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pressing his second hand onto the weapon currently lodged in the mage’s shoulder, Oscroch dragged the edge upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenrir let out a scream of white-hot pain as a portion of his arm was torn away by the brutal maneuver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson sprayed into the air as the mage staggered backward, clutching the gruesome wound.\u003C\u002Fp>",1162,"2026-06-05T15:21:43.521Z",1,"novelbin.me","35667841d99b81a273724b221d579cd2cae4f49341789da745fc1a4753b0e9a1","magus-supremacy-chapter-988","magus-supremacy-chapter-986",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmagus-supremacy-cover.jpg"]