Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe

577  Stellar Steps

Seeing a Rank 2 - Mana Liquefaction Magus murdered so effortlessly, Alvertos and Rawlins couldn't help but be shocked.

"Teleportation without the use of magical components!!" Rawlins blurted out with an expression full of disbelief.

Usually, such a phenomenon was only possible when a high-ranked Magus cast a low-ranked spell. But even then they would have to at least weave a simple hand gesture in most cases.

What Adam had done was simply bizarre!

In the Mana Liquefaction Rank, there was only one spell that allowed a Magus to teleport from one place to another - Foggy Steps.

However, Adam was able to use a teleportation spell that was much more advanced than Foggy Steps. That too without the use of any magical components. This was simply unheard of.

"Rawlins!" Alvertos screamed, snapping the man out of his shock. "We must work together and kill him! There's no hope of escape now!"

He had fought with Adam on many occasions, as such he knew just how formidable the youth's teleportation skills were.

There was no one on the battlefield that could escape from him.

Likewise, there was no one who could catch hold of him either.

"Work together to kill me?" Adam scoffed. "So naive!"

"You cocky bastard!" Alvertos growled menacingly. "I'll finish you today!"

Despite saying that, his grip around his sword tightened and he was constantly vigilant about the youth's attack. After all, through the mysterious use of teleportation, he could attack from anywhere.

Furthermore, in closed-off spaces such as the tunnel, there weren't many spells that he could cast. He could only rely on magic combat, which wasn't really his strong point.

Alvertos couldn't help but curse his misfortune at the moment. He had laid low for more than seven years, and he was certain that any suspicions about him were quelled.

But he was wrong. Terribly wrong.

"For trash like you, I don't even need to use teleportation spells," said Adam, and the next moment, the white lotus patterns in his eyes gradually vanished.

He had said so not because he was arrogant, but because using the lotus for so long was beginning to put great strain in his eyes.

After all, he had been using it for more than two hours to hide his and Elysande's presence. If he used it anymore, he would be adversely affected in the fight to come.

Regardless, he had to put up a strong front and also get under the skin of his enemies to lower their combat prowess.

Rawlins gnashed his teeth in fury upon being looked down upon by a Magus who was probably a quarter of his age. "You sure are cocky to think you alone can take two of us down."

Adam's lips curled up into a smirk. "Alone?"

Right at that moment, a severed head flew past Adam from behind him and fell near Rawlins and Alvertos's feet.

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Elysande, drenched in blood, took one step after another before finally standing beside Adam.

She had a maniacal expression on her face as she glared at Alvertos, her eyes a mixture of fury and sorrow. "Why?"

Seeing Elysande's bloodied appearance and sensing the bloodthirsty aura she was emanating, Alvertos was speechless for a second.

But the next moment, his eyes turned cold and he answered, "Words are useless now, young lady."

"You damned traitor, I will rip you limb from limb!" Elysande augmented her sword with a layer of her mana as she prepared to attack.

'Go easy. We need him alive.' Adam used Mind Whisper and transmitted a message to her.

Elysande faltered in her steps momentarily before charging toward Alvertos with unmatched fury.

Whereas, Adam casually walked toward Rawlins with his new weapons in hand. Now was the perfect opportunity to get used to Nighthollow.

He got into a fighting stance of the Phantom Dance and coldly muttered, "Come, I'll let you attack first."

"Hmph!" Rawlins conjured his broadsword from his storage ring and coated it with mana. Then, he charged toward the youth, viciously swinging the sword down on his head.

"Die, boy!!"

BAM!

But instead of slicing through Adam's head and body, the sword ended up colliding against the ground.

At the very last moment, the youth had effortlessly evaded the attack, leaving behind only his afterimage. It had to be known, that even without the use of teleportation spells, Adam was still extremely quick on his feet.

Stellar Steps, a mobility technique of the Astral Tyrant Manual, allowed the user to inject bursts of mana into their feet and perform a series of footsteps during close combat which made their moves fast and unpredictable.

Rawlins's pupils constricted when he saw his sword smashing the ground instead of cutting Adam.

Did he just… teleport? He thought.

No! That was no teleportation spell—

His thoughts came to an abrupt halt when he felt immense danger to his life. He quickly turned around and raised his broadsword in a defensive stance.

CLANG!

"Aghh!!" Rawlins spat out a mouthful of blood as he was forced to kneel on the ground.

A small crater had formed underneath him from the sheer force of Adam's attack!

Such strength! Rollins thought in shock.

More importantly… just what the hell are those daggers?!

The force from Adam's attack was tremendous, no doubt. Moreover, the raven-shaped daggers in his hands were so sharp that they chipped through Rawlins's broadsword!

If it wasn't for the old man constantly circulating his mana through his weapon, he feared that those strange daggers would have cut his sword in half.

The veins in Rawlins's forearms started bursting open as he desperately struggled against the might of Adam's attack. He could feel his skin tear and his bones crack.

Damn it! I'll die at this rate! He screamed inwardly.

But right at that moment, Adam withdrew his strength and took a few steps back. He examined his daggers and praised, "Hmm, not bad."

He then looked at Rawlins's miserable appearance and asked seemingly out of concern, "Are you alright? Can you go another round with me? You won't die so soon, yes?"

Rawlins's eyes turned bloodshot from rage. He couldn't believe that he, a top executive from the Umbra Thieves, was being so humiliated by a mere kid.

He knew there was no hope of escaping this place especially when his opponent was an expert at teleportation.

It was either kill or get killed.

He rose to his feet and charged at Adam once again. "Die!!"

Adam's smirked tauntingly. "Good boy, that's the spirit."