Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe

528  True Identity

The bronze statue slowly turned its head north, its crimson eyes gazing at the lone corpse of an old man near the town gates.

It was none other than Mayor Wyndham Hobbs!

What a waste, the crimson-eyed entity thought.

The vessel is now dead and useless. This cannot be a coincidence. I sensed the machinations of fate, after all…

But the caster doesn't seem to be all that powerful. Mana Liquefaction Magus at best. That's nothing to be worried about. However, I must be cautious of him. For him to thwart my plans, he is no ordinary Magus!

The following moment, the statue lifted its copper hands and started to weave hand gestures in a slow and mechanical manner.

Since this was not his real body, but only a puppet, the red-eyed entity took longer than usual to complete the spell.

While completing the physical component of the spell, the entity thought to himself in confidence, Although the vessel has died, I can gather the rest of the people and build myself a new body.

I've made enough contingency plans to ensure the success of my grand plan. As long as my venom runs through their veins, they are but mere marionettes to my whims! n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The statue finished weaving hand signs, but before he could cast the model component of the spell, he froze in shock.

What? Why are there so few of them? Merely a few dozen… Impossible!

Although the crimson-eyed entity could sense the townsfolk through their blood, he noticed that only a small portion of them had venom inside them.

No one should have been able to counteract the venom in their blood streams! The entity thought in disbelief.

Suddenly, a mysterious figure appeared before the statue out of nowehere.

It was none other than Adam!

He looked at the statue with curious eyes and asked, "So you're the person behind the red door, huh? Nice to finally meet you."

The statue didn't reply. It continued to stare at the raven-hared youth with its cold and crimson eyes.

"Let's introduce ourselves, shall we?" Adam smiled in a carefree manner, however, inside he was trembling in nervousness. "The name's Adam Constantine. What about you?"

Once again, the statue didn't reply. It continued to coldly stare at Adam, scrutinizing him.

Adam laughed nervously, "Haha, you're quite the introvert, aren't you?"

He paused for a moment, conjuring a crystal vial from his earring. "Perhaps this will spark an interest."

For the first time, the statue's crimson eyes rippled with slight traces of emotion as it glanced at the purple liquid inside the vial.

It was the venom! His venom!

Noticing that he had piqued the entity's interest, Adam's lips gradually curled up into a smirk, "You recognize this don't you? It's your venom after all."

"So you were the one who neutralized the venom in their blood," said the statue in a low voice. "How did you manage to do it?"

Adam raised his chin, speaking proudly and arrogantly, "It's because I'm the greatest Herbalist in these lands!"

The statue remained silent for a long time before speaking again, "You were the one who killed my vessel?"

"Vessel?" Adam's eyes narrowed. "You mean the old mayor?"

Suddenly, his eyes flashed with understanding and he continued, "I see. So that's how fortune favored me! If the mayor hadn't died, you would have used his body as a vessel and probably killed me. Interesting! How very interesting! Fate truly works in mysterious ways."

"The intervention of fate," said the statue.

It then glanced at Adam with bloodlust and growled, "It truly was your doing, Magus!"

Sensing the immense hostility from the statue, Adam shuddered involuntarily. He raised his hands and hurriedly said, "Let's talk this out, yeah?"

He waved the crystal vial before the statue and added, "Let's talk about this venom! This serves as the catalyst for you to control the townsfolk, doesn't it?"

The statue returned to silence, coldly gazing at Adam.

However, the youth didn't mind. He continued to chatter away, "History states that Magus Stratford fought Morven the Malevolent centuries ago, leading to the latter's defeat.

"Magus Stratford then sealed Morven in the depths of the Weeping Woods for eternity. Following that, he started a family and built this town, ensuring that his descendants guarded the seal forever."

Adam paused for a moment before asking, "That's what should have happened…"

He gazed at the statue, his lips slowly forming a smirk. "But history is written by the victor, am I right?"

The statue's crimson eyes narrowed, spewing unbridled killing intent. "You… How did you know?"

"It was a guess." Adam shrugged. "You just confirmed it. I should thank my student for this clue actually. If it wasn't for her pointing it out, I would have probably never realized your true identity… Magus Stratford!"

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Here's my theory - several centuries ago, you carried out live experiments on humans. Magus Morven found out about this and tried to stop you.

"In the end, he died but you somehow miraculously survived. However, you were too injured. You then decided to produce many offspring and built this town under the guise of guarding the seal.

"But secretly you've been collecting your descendant's blood so that you can use it to recover your strength. Oh, and you probably manipulated everyone into never leaving the town.

"Since werewolves are closely connected to the moon, the night of the blood moons seems to be pretty auspicious. And, as I had thought, you really did show up tonight!"

The statue was silent for a long time, causing Adam's smirk to deepen. "My theory is true, isn't it?" He asked.

"Have you bought enough time?" Asked the statue.

Adam's smile froze.

"Although only a few of my mortal descendants carry the venom inside them, I can still sense five Magi who carry my bloodline as well as the venom," the statue continued.

"That will be more than enough to take care of you!"

Intense warning bells rang inside Adam's mind and he hurriedly retreated. At the same time, he furiously cursed inside his mind.

Damn it, those fools! Did they get cold feet?! Damn it! I should have killed the local Magi myself!

"Hahaha!" The statue laughed out loud as it weaved the final hand gesture required to activate the spell. "You will be the first one I kill, Magus!"

The crimson glow of the twin moons bathed the town ominously. The atmosphere turned eerie and mystical.

The entire town started to rumble as the streets absorbed the red moonlight and lit up brilliantly. The entire road network of the town served as the model component for the spell!

Slowly, the bronze statue of Magus Stratford was covered in cracks.

A few moments of silence ensued before the entire town square exploded.

BOOOM!!!

Yeahhh! Did you guys like the twist? I hope I executed it like I had imagine kekeke!

Esenel