Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 130: Sadist

Warlock Ch 130. Sadist

"Sure there is," Damian muttered under his breath before stepping into the circle. The moment his foot crossed the glowing boundary, the runes flared to life, a vibrant cascade of light shooting up around him like a cage. He glanced around, his nerves prickling as the air inside the circle grew heavier. "How long is this thing going to keep summoning monsters, anyway?"

Cassius raised a brow, snapping his fingers. In an instant, a translucent barrier enveloped the room, sealing them inside. The faint hum of magic reverberated through the walls as the summoning circle's glow intensified. "I don't know," Cassius said casually. "You'll just have to find out."

Damian cringed, shooting him a flat look. "What a sadist."

Cassius crossed his arms, his expression unchanging. "I'm giving you exactly what you wanted. A chance to prove yourself. Now focus. The first wave is about to begin."

As if on cue, the runes at Damian's feet blazed with brilliant light, and a low, guttural growl echoed through the hall. A shimmering portal appeared in front of him, its edges crackling with unstable energy. From within, a hulking beast emerged—a six-legged creature with jagged scales and glowing yellow eyes that burned with primal fury. Its claws scraped against the stone floor, sending sparks flying as it let out a deafening roar.

[Monster Summoned!]

[Ravaging Scalespitter]

Level: 40

HP: 4,000/4,000

MP: 300/300

Skills: [Spitfire Barrage], [Ironhide Shell], [Savage Leap]

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Weakness: Ice-based attacks

Damian's grin faltered for just a second before he straightened, cracking his knuckles. "Okay, big guy. Let's see what you've got."

He reached out with his Mana, calling on his servants. "Come on, team," he muttered. "Let's show Cassius how it's done."

The summoning circle within his mind flared to life, and he felt the familiar tether of his servants' presence—but something was off. The energy flickered, unstable. Instead of the full force of his army, only two of his servants materialized in the room.

[Servant Summoned!]

Fenrith

Bloodwing Raven

Damian blinked at the sight of the two. Fenrith, his loyal three-headed wolf, growled low as each of its heads bared sharp fangs at the Scalespitter. Bloodwing Raven circled above, its crimson wings glowing faintly as it let out a piercing screech.

"Right…" Damian muttered under his breath, his grin turning sheepish. "One step at a time." He remembered he was just a rank C warlock. A wounded rank C warlock to be precise. He still got his limitations.

The Scalespitter snarled, lunging toward him with surprising speed for a creature of its size. Damian leaped back, activating [Shadow Step] to teleport a safe distance away.

"Fenrith, keep it busy!" Damian commanded, his voice steady despite the adrenaline pumping through him. The massive wolf charged forward, its central head unleashing a deafening howl that seemed to ripple through the air.

[Void Howl]

[Ravaging Scalespitter] took a -20% defense debuff for 10 seconds.

The Scalespitter recoiled slightly, shaking its head as Fenrith lunged, its claws raking against the beast's armored shell. Sparks flew, but the attack barely left a scratch.

"Figures," Damian muttered. "Bloodwing, hit it from above!"

The raven swooped down, its wings glowing as it unleashed a barrage of crimson energy.

[Bloodstorm]

[Ravaging Scalespitter] took 300 damage!

[Ravaging Scalespitter] was inflicted with Bloodstorm (damage over time: 50 HP per second for 5 seconds).

The Scalespitter roared, swiping at the raven, but Bloodwing was too fast, weaving through the air with ease. Damian saw his chance.

"Alright, my turn," he said, summoning a bolt of energy to his hand. He aimed carefully and unleashed a blast of pure darkness.

[Dark Bolt!]

The bolt struck the Scalespitter square in the chest, the dark energy exploding outward in a burst of shadow. The beast let out a guttural roar, its movements faltering as the Terror effect took hold. It stumbled back, its glowing eyes wide with fear.

[Ravaging Scalespitter] took 720 damage!

[Ravaging Scalespitter] was inflicted with Terror for 6 seconds!

"Perfect," Damian said with a grin. "Fenrith, go for the legs!"

The three-headed wolf darted forward, its claws slashing at the Scalespitter's lower limbs.

[Ravaging Scalespitter] took 210 damage!

Cracks began to form in the armored shell, and Damian saw an opportunity to finish the job.

"Let's turn up the heat," he muttered, summoning a spear of crackling flame in his hand.

[Hellfire Spear]

[Ravaging Scalespitter] took 1,200 damage!

He hurled the spear with precision, and it struck true, piercing through the weakened shell. The Scalespitter let out one final, agonized roar before collapsing in a heap, its body smoldering from the attack.

[Monster Defeated!]

Damian wiped the sweat from his brow, glancing at Fenrith and Bloodwing Raven. "Nice work, you two," he said, giving them a nod. But the victory was short-lived. The summoning circle flared again, and a new portal began to form.

"Seriously?" Damian muttered, bracing himself as the air grew heavy with magic once more. From the portal emerged not one, but two creatures—twin serpentine beasts with shimmering, scale-covered bodies and glowing blue eyes.

[Monsters Summoned!]

[Frostfang Serpents]

Level: 38

HP: 3,200/3,200

MP: 230/230

Skills: [Frostbite Coil], [Icy Breath], [Glacial Barrier]

Weakness: Fire-based attacks

Damian's heart pounded as he assessed the new threats. "Alright," he said, his voice steady despite the tension in his chest. "Let's keep this party going." He glanced at Fenrith and Bloodwing. "We're going to need to hit these things hard and fast. Ready?"

Fenrith growled, and Bloodwing let out a piercing cry. Damian smirked, his confidence returning. "Good. Let's show Cassius what we're made of."

With a flick of his wrist, Damian summoned another [Hellfire Spear], the fiery weapon crackling in his grasp. As he prepared to launch the attack, he couldn't help but glance at Cassius, who stood outside the circle with his arms crossed, a faint smirk on his face.

"Enjoying the show, Cas?" Damian called out, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Cassius raised an eyebrow. "You're still standing. Color me impressed."

"Don't worry," Damian shot back. "I'll give you plenty more to be impressed about."

With that, he hurled the spear toward the nearest Frostfang Serpent, the battle far from over.