Magus Supremacy Nove Chapter 473: Meeting with Dame’s Father (1)

Chapter 473: eting with Da’s Father (1)

Chapter 473

"Did sothing bad? The hell?! He actually did

a favour by beating the shit out of Zach for !" Da replied with a chuckle.

"What?!" Grey and Finn shouted in unison, both stunned at the sudden change of events.

"Yup. I have been aning to beat him with my own hands, but because of who I am, I’m forced to stay civil. So thank you, Supre Magus, for fulfilling one of my longest wishes. I owe you one... again." Da said with a small smile tugging at his lips.

"Tch! Fool." Finn scoffed before storming out of the room, slamming the door shut so hard that the walls trembled.

"By the way, here are the cores you sent

to get. Twenty-five earth-tier beast cores." Da said, stretching the small sack in his hand toward Grey, who collected it with a raised eyebrow.

Looking closer, Grey could see faint bruises on Da’s body—scratches along his face, a bleeding arm, and other minor injuries.

’Huh? Did he hunt these himself?’ Grey thought, and his suspicion was quickly confird when he noticed the cracked pair of gauntlets on Da’s hands.

’He really did.’

"I don’t know what you need these beast cores for. But it was really a hassle getting them, so I hope they’re worth it. Anyway, I take it you’d want to work in peace, so I’ll leave you alone.

When should I co back though, to check up on you? Because I’ll be quite busy myself." Da asked, his tone casual, though there was a hint of weariness in his voice.

"In four days’ ti. And then on the fifth day, there’s no need to co here again because we’ll be gone—without you knowing where we went." Grey simply replied.

"Huh? What do you an by gone?" Da asked with a raised eyebrow.

"He ans we’ll be returning back to where we ca from on the fifth day. Is that so hard to comprehend?" Thalos asked with his own brow raised.

"Oh! Okay then. I’m leaving now." Da said as he turned away and began walking out. "Take care of yourself, Supre Magus... and his sidekick too." He added before exiting the room.

"Wait! Sidekick? What the hell w... no need, he’s already gone." Thalos almost scread in anger, his voice echoing off the walls, which earned a chuckle from Grey.

"Don’t strain and damage your throat, sidekick." Grey burst into full-blown laughter, staggering to the middle of the room while pulling his hood down to reveal his bloodstained face.

"Who the hell are you calling a sidekick?! I’m not one!" Thalos roared, his face twisting in outrage.

"Yeah. Yet you follow

around like a leech. Kek!" Grey chuckled, clearly amused when he saw a vein bulging across Thalos’ forehead. He didn’t care, though, as he crouched and began working on drawing magic circles across the ground.

"Not like I care or anything, but aren’t you supposed to be resting after such a tough battle? You’re injured and still bleeding." Thalos said with a frown, his voice softer but still filled with irritation.

"There is no rest for a man who wants to one day surpass the world. I can’t be caught slacking, otherwise I’ll be thrown under the world’s radar and deed trash." Grey replied without looking up, his hands moving ticulously as he drew intricate symbols and signs along the ground. His voice carried the weight of his determination, every word sharp and resolute.

’I need to first create a few pills for myself. I only have twelve cores left personally. So I’ll use ten of them to craft four purple pills and three blue pills for myself before I begin working on Da’s.’ Grey thought as he imdiately brought his remaining cores outside, arranging them in a small pile before him.

’The remaining two cores would be used to power my magic circles back to Aetherian Academy.’

And with that, he began working on the magic circles ticulously. Every single line was drawn with utmost precision, and not a single rune was left unchecked as his hands moved with steady concentration.

"I also need to find a way to mass-produce the pills instead of creating them one at a ti. But how?" he mumbled as he worked on the circles, his eyes narrowing slightly as he decided to alter them a bit.

’Let’s see if this will work in mass-producing the pills.’ He grinned inwardly, his fingers twitching with eagerness as the thought of endless possibilities filled his mind. Without wasting any more ti, he got to work on his own personal batch of pills for the night.

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anwhile, after leaving the inn, Da could be seen walking back toward his clan. Within a few minutes, he stood before the colossal structure known as the Huge Fist. Without hesitation, he leaped inside and landed gracefully on one of the massive chains, which rattled noisily under his weight for a few seconds.

The entire area was suffocatingly hot, waves of heat rolling through the air like invisible flas. Yet, for Da, this was nothing new. He had grown up here and was more than accustod to the environnt.

’Damn! Getting those cores sure was a hassle. I just hope Dad hasn’t heard of i—’

"Young master Da," a firm voice cut through his thoughts just as he prepared to descend the chains. "The clan master, your father, demands your presence imdiately."

’Oh shit! I’m dead.’ Da gulped loudly, his throat tightening as unease gripped him. He quickly waved the ssenger away before letting out a deep sigh.

With determination flickering in his eyes, he swirled his Ki around his feet and then...

POW!

The spot he stood on exploded with force as he plumted downward. He dived further and further, descending the massive structure known as the Fist Base. The deeper he went, the hotter and more oppressive the atmosphere beca.

He streaked past multiple levels and layers carved into the interior of the structure, each glowing faintly red from the overwhelming heat.

The descent seed endless, and the air thickened with the sll of burning stone until he finally landed with a soft thud at the ground level.

The mont his feet touched the ground, Da’s body was drenched in sweat. It wasn’t entirely out of fear, though a small trace lingered in his heart. Instead, it was the brutal heat that pressed against his skin, trying to lt him where he stood.

He found himself standing before an enormous pair of double doors that towered high, forged from blackened steel and faintly glowing with fiery veins.

"Co in." A voice echoed from within, commanding and heavy, before Da even laid a hand on the doors.

Taking in a sharp breath to steel himself, he pushed the doors wide open and then...

WOOSH!

BAM!

A wave of scorching hot air slamd into him like a physical wall, drenching his entire body in sweat in an instant. The heat in this place was unbearable, so intense it felt as though he would collapse at any second.

If it were any ordinary person, they would have been unconscious on the spot. Yet Da, strangely enough, pushed through, his steps slow but steady as he walked into the wide chamber that resembled a grand office.

At the far back of the room, a colossal volcano had been trapped and bound with countless chains of glowing runes. It spewed magma and belched hot air endlessly, serving as the core reason behind the unbearable heat saturating the place.

Directly in front of it, sitting cross-legged with an overwhelming aura that crushed the atmosphere, was the man Da ca to see—his father, the clan master, and the ruler of the Demonic Clan.

Borfan Grimvale!