Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe
chapter-510

Bolts of lightning streaked across the night sky, creating a very somber and gloomy atmosphere.

The strange thing about it was that the dark clouds seemed to be only limited to the area where Adam's squad members were.

The rest of the night sky was clear with barely any clouds drifting around. However, the skies directly above Adam's squad radiated an ominous energy.

"W-What is happening?!" Aiden's body trembled in fear. He could feel a very dangerous aura emanating from the dark clouds above him.

He knew for a fact that if he, or any of the people around him for that matter, came in contact with the lightning churning in those clouds, they would be reduced to a very miserable state. "Now is not the time to get distracted!" Kenley roared as he hurriedly took his position at the forefront of the group. "Switch to arrow-formation!"

"OHH!" Everyone solemnly nodded and quickly got in formation. The two mercenaries were positioned at the back since they were the weakest of the bunch.

Meanwhile, Ragnar and Eleiney took the left side, whereas Aiden and Art took the right side. They patiently waited for the horde of vicious wolves to arrive as they prepared their spells and readied their weapons.

"Hold your ground!" Kenley roared, his back drenched in cold sweat.

"Hold your ground..." He paused for a moment before finally giving the command, "Defend

But his voice got drowned out by the sudden deafening sound coming from above him. THUNDER!!!

Lightning rained down on the dozens of wolves with unmatched fury. It was like the very wrath of nature had descended upon them.

The wolves that were about to clash with Kenley and the rest, suddenly found themselves restrained on the spot as lightning danced across their bodies, zapping their flesh to a crisp. "As I thought!" Eleiney's eyes lit up and her lips curled up into a nervous smile.

She looked up at the dark clouds hovering above them and could see silhouettes of birds flying within. "Those are Professor's summons!"

Kenley snapped out of his daze and gazed at the badly wounded wolves in front of him. They were struggling to even stand straight, much less attack.

His eyes flashed with a vicious glint as he knew this was the perfect opportunity. His grip around his sword tightened as he infused the blade with mana.

"ATTACK!!" He roared and dashed into the midst of the wolves, the others closely following behind him.

If earlier they were having great doubts about making it alive out of this situation, now they were certain about it. With the assistance of the Thunderbirds, they were sure to come out victorious.

Thus began a brutal massacre, with the birds raining thunder from above and Adam's squad members hurling spells from below.

...

On the other side of the clearing, Gore was once again taken aback by this sudden development.

While his familiar, the white tiger, was recklessly mauling through the wolves around him, he glanced at the dark clouds as well as the eagle-like birds flying within them in the distance.

"Creatures of the Spirit World!" He muttered under his breath in astonishment.

His eyes narrowed and a foreboding feeling welled up inside his heart. He thought to himself in alarm, Dozens of these creatures were summoned in an instant...

This is impossible for a mere Mana Foundation Magus to pull off. They don't have nearly enough mana to sustain this summoning.

Could it be... that there really is another Mana Liquefaction Magus?!

Gore scanned his surroundings, noticing that he wasn't far away from the Howlett Estate. Although there was a sea of wolves obstructing him, he was sure that with the help of the other Magi and mercenaries, he would be able to reach it in no time.

Not to mention, those Potions of Explosion are quite potent and we also have a large quantity of Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he looked in the direction of the dark clouds that continued to rain down lightning every few minutes.

Come to think of it, isn't that the general direction of Adam's squad? First, there was the Great Wall, now the dozens of summons...

Gore's pupils constricted as he thought of a possibility that caused a chill to crawl down his spine.

That strange kid, Adam... Could he be the Mana Liquefaction Magus?!

He thought of all the times that he found the raven-haired youth to be peculiar and mysterious. Yet, all those times he couldn't put a finger on it.

But if his assumptions were right, then everything would make sense!

That bastard... If he's been hiding his strength under my nose all this while, he's more dangerous than

I thought! Gore couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

But why? Why is he hiding his strength?!

His thoughts were interrupted when he sensed extreme killing intent directed at him from the front. He looked ahead and saw that he was less than fifty meters away from the ruined

manor.

However, the four werewolves had already noticed him and were charging toward him with boundless bloodlust flashing in their maniacal crimson eyes.

Gore's eyes narrowed and his countenance turned ruthless. He grabbed a handful of Potions of Explosion from his storage ring and hurled them at the werewolves.

"Hah!" He urged his familiar to pick up speed and advance forward.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The werewolves were drowned in an explosion of flames, and the wolves around them instantly incinerated. However, the next moment, the four figures emerged from the flames and started madly charging toward Gore.

Seeing the ghastly wounds and burn marks on thier bodies regenerating at a spectacular speed, Gore sneered, "Heh, as I thought..."

His expression turned extremely solemn as he wondered, Fighting four werewolves equivalent to Rank 1 Magi at the same time is going to be tricky.

He then looked at his familiar and his lips formed a menacing grin. "Luckily, I have you with me. Let us slaughter them all!"

ROAR!!

BOOOM!!

The man and beast began their brutal bloodbath against the vicious werewolves!

...

Standing at the dilapidated entrance of the Howlett Manor, Adam gazed at the brutal carnage taking place between Gore and the werewolves.

His lips curled up into a smirk as he thought, The nail that sticks out gets hammered down.

Whereas hidden strength draws no gaze, yet moves mountains in silence.

He then turned his gaze back to the entrance of the ruines manor. His eyes flashed with a determined light as he finally stepped inside!