Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 225: Monster Gladiator Match

Warlock Ch 225. Monster Gladiator Match

But Crimson Devourer was already on the move. With a feral snarl, it darted to the side, narrowly avoiding the breath attack, and lunged forward with [Crimson Rampage]. Its claws slashed across the dragon's decaying hide, sending chunks of rotting flesh flying.

The dragon roared in fury, retaliating with a bone-crunching swipe of its massive tail. But before it could connect, Valorian stepped in, his greatsword glowing with power. [Shield of Eternity] activated, a shimmering barrier appearing just in time to block the tail strike.

The clash of energy was deafening, and the impact sent shockwaves rippling across the battlefield.

"Alright," Damian said, watching the three massive monsters square off. "We're officially in a monster gladiator match now."

Cassius grinned. "Should we join them?"

"Nope." Damian's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Remember what I said before? Why waste time attacking a summon when you can just go straight for the caster?"

Evelyn caught on immediately, her expression sharpening. "You want to kill Seraphis directly."

"Exactly," Damian confirmed, his tone serious now. "The dragon's tough, but it's tied to him. Take out Seraphis, and that thing falls apart."

Cassius gave him a look, a mix of amusement and disbelief. "You sound like… well, you."

"Thanks," Damian replied with a grin, not missing a beat.

As if on cue, both Cassius and Damian extended their hands toward Evelyn, who was standing between them. They didn't say a word, didn't even look her way. Their eyes were locked on the massive battle ahead as if they were watching the final moments of a football game, and missing a single second would ruin the whole experience.

Evelyn frowned, glancing at their outstretched hands like they'd both lost their minds. "Uh… what does this mean?"

Damian, still not taking his eyes off the battlefield, replied smoothly, "We're out of Mana potions."

"And?" Evelyn asked, her tone dripping with skepticism.

Cassius added, "And… we know you always bring extras."

Evelyn huffed, clearly annoyed, but yeah—they had a point. She always brought more than enough supplies. It was a habit she'd developed after years of running missions with these two lunatics. She knew they had a bad tendency to burn through their resources too fast, especially when things got intense.

With an exasperated sigh, she reached into her satchel, pulled out two glowing blue vials, and slapped them into their waiting hands. "Here. Don't waste them."

"Thanks, Eve. You're the best!" Damian said with a wide grin as he downed his potion in one gulp. The familiar rush of energy coursed through him, his depleted mana bar refilling bit by bit.

Cassius gave her a nod of appreciation before drinking his own potion. "You haven't changed."

"Neither have you two," Evelyn muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes. Still, she reached back into her satchel and pulled out another Mana potion for herself. Might as well top up while she had the chance.

[Your Mana is fully recovered!]

The empty flasks in their hands shattered into glowing shards of mana before disintegrating into nothingness. It was normal for high-grade Mana potions—they were crafted entirely from condensed magical energy, and once emptied, they dissolved.

"Now…" Damian said, his voice low and deadly, as his gaze locked onto Seraphis, who was still engaged in a brutal fight with Victoria around 500 meters away from the gladiator arena. Crimson tendrils of blood lashed out from Victoria, meeting Seraphis's dark magic in bursts of power that illuminated the battlefield like flashes of lightning. It was chaotic and violent.

"Let's kill him," Damian added, his tone calm but filled with that familiar, reckless determination.

Evelyn raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a half-smirk. "Four versus one? Is that even fair?"

Damian shrugged. "Who cares about fair?"

Cassius, standing beside him, gave a small nod. "I mean… he summoned a giant undead dragon. I think 'fair' left the building a while ago."

Evelyn sighed. "Fine, but let's make this quick."

Their eyes glinted with a deadly resolve as they turned their focus to Seraphis. It was the kind of thrill he only felt when he was about to dive headfirst into something insane.

An evil grin spread across Damian's face, mirrored by Cassius and, eventually, Evelyn. Without another word, they activated their teleportation skills simultaneously.

In an instant, the trio vanished from their position, reappearing just behind Seraphis in a flash of shadow and arcane energy. The timing was perfect—Seraphis didn't even have a chance to react before they struck.

"Surprise, asshole," Damian growled, unleashing [Dark Chains] with a snap of his fingers. Thick, shadowy chains erupted from the ground, wrapping around Seraphis's limbs and torso, locking him in place.

[Dark Chains: Success!]

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[Enemy movement reduced by 50%! Duration: 15 seconds.]

He unleashed [Arcane Bolt], sending a volley of glowing energy bolts straight at Seraphis. The bolts crackled through the air.

"Victoria, now!"

Victoria didn't need to be told twice. She moved with lightning speed, her claws glowing with crimson energy as she activated [Blood Rend], a high-level vampire skill that tore through Seraphis's dark barrier like paper. The combined assault forced Seraphis to his knees, blood dripping from his mouth as he glared at them.

"You think… This is enough to stop me?" Seraphis spat, his voice filled with venom. Dark veins pulsed across his face, spreading from his neck as the forbidden magic inside him surged in response to the attack.

"Oh, we're just getting started," Cassius said with a smirk, raising his hand. A glowing sigil appeared beneath Seraphis, and with a flash of light, Cassius unleashed [Shadow Cleave], a massive sword strike made entirely of divine energy.

The strike hit hard, sending Seraphis skidding backward. He coughed violently, black ichor spilling from his lips.

"You bastards…" Seraphis growled, struggling to stand.

"Aw, what's the matter?" Damian taunted, summoning [Hellfire Spear] in one hand. The burning spear crackled with dark flames, radiating enough heat to warp the air around it. "You were talking a lot of shit earlier. Don't tell me you're tired already."