Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives

Chapter 99: Level 50 Before Sunset

Warlock Ch 99. Level 50 Before Sunset

Once again, Damian spent the rest of the day locked in intense training. The Stoneback Golem had been only the start—a brutal, exhausting start, but still just the beginning. Cassius didn't believe in easy victories, and it showed in every grueling task he threw Damian's way.

Damian's muscles burned, his mana reserves were running on fumes, and every part of him ached.

After what felt like hours, Cassius finally called for a break. Relief flooded Damian, but that relief was short-lived. Instead of leading him to the dining room, a shadow servant went in and brought them the food—right there, in the training room.

"Great," Damian muttered to himself, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Lunch and training—together, as always."

Cassius approached, his face as impassive as ever. Without a word, he handed Damian two flasks—one glowing with a faint green hue, the other a deep sapphire. A stamina potion and a mana potion.

"Take these," Cassius said, his tone as stern as ever. He then turned to Fenrith, Raven and Damian's new servant, Golem, observing them closely before giving each a potion of their own. Damian watched as his servants took the potions, grateful that Cassius hadn't overlooked them. They'd fought hard, and he could see their fatigue.

They had no more than thirty minutes to rest. As soon as that time was up, Cassius was back, standing over them with a gaze that left no room for negotiation.

"Ready yourselves," Cassius said, his voice leaving no room for argument. "You have one task, reach level 50 before sunset."

Damian nearly dropped his empty flask. "Wait… what?" The words slipped out before he could stop himself. He was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and level 50 felt like a distant dream given the amount of progress he'd already made.

Cassius raised an eyebrow, unperturbed. "You heard me."

Damian wanted to argue, to insist that it was impossible. But the look in Cassius's eyes told him there was no point. Cassius expected him to reach that goal, no matter what.

He clenched his fists, taking a deep breath to steady himself. 'Alright, fine,' he thought, determination hardening within him. 'If he wants level 50, then I'll give him level 50.'

Hours felt like eternity. His body trembled, muscles aching from non stop fighting. Cassius had him battling relentless waves of monsters, traps sprung from every corner of the training room, and his opponents growing stronger with each battle. At this point, Damian didn't even have the energy to curse or glare at Cassius. All he wanted was to defeat the enemy in front of him and end this ordeal.

Now, a new monster loomed before him—a creature that exuded an eerie glow, its form shifting between solid and spectral like a ghost caught in a flickering light. The Spectral Serpent's translucent body coiled and uncoiled, its scales shimmering with an unearthly sheen as it fixed its venomous gaze on him.

Spectral Serpent <Level 50>

HP: 2,600/2,600

MP: 450/450

Skills: [Venomous Mist], [Ghostly Glide], [Soul Bind]

Weakness: Fire, holy, and light-based magic disrupt its spectral form, making it vulnerable.

Cassius's voice echoed in his mind, "Level 50 by sunset." The deadline felt like a shadow over him, urging him forward. He steadied himself, glancing at his allies.

"Alright, everyone," he said, forcing strength into his voice. "This one's tough, but we're tougher. Bloodwing, stay above it and use [Screech of Terror] whenever it tries to strike. Fenrith, go for its body when it solidifies. And Golem…" He looked up at the towering Stoneback Golem. "Let's keep this serpent grounded."

Bloodwing Raven let out a fierce caw, his wings flaring as he circled above. Fenrith bared his teeth, his stance low and ready. The Golem lumbered forward, its hulking form casting a massive shadow over the battlefield.

The Spectral Serpent hissed, its body shimmering as it activated [Ghostly Glide], slipping through the air like smoke on a breeze. Damian knew it wouldn't be easy to land a hit on this creature.

"[Arcane Bolt]!" Damian shouted, firing a bolt of pure arcane energy toward the serpent. The bolt arced through the air, splitting into several tendrils that sought out their mark.

But the serpent twisted its body, dodging the majority of the bolts. One of the tendrils struck, dispersing in a flash of energy.

[Spectral Serpent] took 160 damage.

The serpent's eyes flared with anger, and it responded with [Venomous Mist], a cloud of thick, poisonous vapor spreading through the room. Damian and his team staggered back as the mist rolled forward, the air heavy with a stinging, suffocating poison.

"Bloodwing, get above it and use [Screech of Terror]!" Damian ordered, covering his mouth as he activated [Shadow Barrier] to shield himself from the worst of the poison.

Bloodwing Raven ascended, unleashing a piercing screech that echoed throughout the room. The serpent faltered, its form flickering as the sound disoriented it momentarily.

[Spectral Serpent] took 140 damage.

The mist dissipated slightly, and Damian took advantage, gathering energy in his hand as he cast [Dark Chains]. Ethereal chains erupted from the ground, snaking up and wrapping around the serpent's body, pulling it down and limiting its movement.

"Now, everyone! Attack!"

Fenrith charged forward, his claws digging into the ground as he leaped at the serpent, his fangs sinking into its spectral body. The serpent hissed in pain, its translucent form shifting under the assault.

[Spectral Serpent] took 185 damage.

Not wasting a second, Damian raised his hand and summoned [Hellfire Spear], the flame blazing brighter and hotter than before. He hurled it at the serpent's midsection, the intense heat disrupting its spectral form.

[Spectral Serpent] took 320 damage.

The serpent writhed, its body flickering wildly as it struggled against the chains. But it wasn't done yet. With a defiant hiss, it activated [Soul Bind], its eyes locking onto Damian as a dark tendril of energy extended from its form, latching onto his.

Damian gasped as his energy began to drain, his strength sapping away as the serpent attempted to bind his soul.