Dark Magus Returns - Chapter 1619: Who Is This (Part 2)
Chapter 1619: Who Is This (Part 2)
Dame and Liam arrived just in time to aid the Dark Guild members. With the chaos spreading across the Underside, it wasn’t difficult for them to see where they were needed. Explosions, shattered buildings, and flashes of golden energy made the battlefield unmistakable.
They rushed toward the source.
Instead of fighting the Cerebus members one by one, something that would drag the fight out and risk more casualties, they understood instantly that the best strategy was to tackle them together. A coordinated assault.
Dame activated his lightning body. Sparks surged across his muscles, energy flickering around him like a living storm. In a single burst of speed, his body blurred as he slammed directly into one of the Cerebus members, driving him deep into the ground.
The impact cracked the floor beneath them.
Before the debris had even settled, Dame rolled to the side, and from above, Liam descended.
He held the cloning sword in his hand. His system-assisted movements made every strike sharp, prepared, and precise.
Liam unleashed the Abyssal Strike.
For Cerebus members, whose unnaturally fast regeneration made normal wounds pointless, an attack of this scale was necessary. If the body was destroyed completely, if there was no physical form left to heal, then their recovery wouldn’t activate in time.
Liam’s strike tore through the target. Dame followed up instantly, finishing the job.
One more Cerberus fighter fell.
A flash of gold made Liam instinctively twist his body.
Golden energy shot toward them at terrifying speeds, three separate beams converging from three angles.
Both Liam and Dame dodged quickly. Liam’s system locked onto the trajectories for him, letting him slip through gaps even smaller than his own body. Dame used lightning-enhanced bursts to step aside at the last moment.
“Damn it, now there are three of them right on top of us?” Liam shouted, irritation in his voice. “I guess they finally noticed we were taking them out!”
The Dark Guild mages positioned on rooftops tried to help. They fired waves of dark pulses and spells downward at the Cerebus members. Their magic struck the enemies hard, burning flesh, breaking bones, but the regeneration was relentless.
Every injury sealed up within moments.
And every time a Dark Guild mage revealed themselves, the Cerebus members twisted their heads around and fired golden beams straight back. Many were blasted off rooftops, bodies extinguished instantly.
Liam’s fists clenched.
Dame readied himself as well. Their plan had been to take on two Cerberus members together, then turn to the last one afterward. It wasn’t ideal, but it was something.
But then,
Something unexpected happened.
A massive force descended from above.
A figure crashed into the ground right in front of the three Cerebus members. The impact shattered the floor beneath, sending cracks out like spiderwebs.
Dust billowed upward.
The Cerebus fighters recoiled in fear.
“It’s her… the demon! Get rid of her quickly!” one of them shouted, voice trembling.
Without hesitation, all three of them blasted golden energy at the newcomer. A relentless stream of light aimed to erase her instantly.
But the moment the energy neared her,
She lifted one hand.
Blood Qi spiraled out, condensing so rapidly it formed a massive shield, thick, dense, and pulsing like a living heart. The golden beams slammed into it like meteors striking a mountain.
The shield held.
Both Dame and Liam froze for a moment. Now that they were up close, they recognized her.
It was Beatrix.
But she looked… different.
Her presence felt heavier. More violent. More unrestrained. Blood Qi swirled around her like a raging storm, yet her expression was frighteningly calm.
The golden energy eventually dissipated.
The moment it did, Beatrix shifted her hand.
Blood Qi extended from her fingers, reshaping itself into the form of a spear, deep red, sharp, and humming with violent power. She threw it with such force that it tore through the air like lightning.
The spear pierced through the chest of the nearest Cerebus member.
He didn’t even have time to scream.
Beatrix closed her fist, and pulled.
The man’s body flew toward her helplessly.
She caught him by the head, using his body as a shield as the other Cerebus members fired more golden blasts in panic. Her body didn’t move. Not an inch.
While holding the man, his entire body suddenly ruptured.
He exploded into dozens of grotesque pieces, blood splattering everywhere, spraying across the battlefield in a rain of red.
Chunks of flesh scattered in every direction.
Blood coated Beatrix from head to toe.
Dame flinched.
Liam took a step back.
Before the remaining Cerebus member could react, Beatrix stepped forward. Her blood shield condensed into her arm, forming a hardened gauntlet of crimson. She thrust her fist straight through the chest of the second Cerebus member.
Her punch tore through his body with ease. His torso spun around her arm, rotating so rapidly that it liquefied, turning into nothing but blood and fragments. The corpse splattered across the rubble.
Blood painted the ground.
Beatrix let out a sharp, manic laugh.
“Hahaha… hahahah!”
Her voice echoed unsettlingly.
She was getting used to the body she was in, the power it possessed. With every passing second, she grew more confident, more comfortable, more exhilarated.
Only one Cerebus member remained.
He stared at her in horror, legs shaking uncontrollably. His eyes were wide and his face pale.
“Demon… demon… you’re a demon!”
Beatrix tilted her head, looking almost confused.
“I’m the demon?” she asked softly.
She vanished.
A moment later, she appeared in front of him, her hand gripping his neck. She lifted him off the ground effortlessly.
“Weren’t you killing people down here without hesitation?” she hissed. “You don’t know their names. You don’t care about their lives. And you call me the demon?”
Blood began to leak from the man’s eyes, thin lines at first, then streams. It trickled down his cheeks, out of his ears, from his mouth, soaking into his clothes.
More blood oozed out from every pore, spreading thinly, coating him from head to toe.
His body shrank.
Shrank more.
Condensed until he was nothing more than a blood-filled sphere.
Beatrix released it.
The small blood ball rolled across the ground.
“Ahh,” she sighed in satisfaction. “Now that is satisfying.”
She then turned her blood-stained head toward the Dark Guild members, and toward Liam and Dame.
Her brilliant red eyes glowed.
Liam swallowed hard.
“I’m… a little worried,” he whispered. “I’m really starting to think that’s not Beatrix.”
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