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Best Of Dreams IV
🕑 Added 2022-06-29 16:03:16 +0000 UTC.................
Chapter 130: Best Of Dreams IV
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"Hmm, your friend is calling," Ian murmured as he brought out his phone, "I'm the opposite of you, I think the butterfly is entertaining, and the bat is annoying..."
Ian answered, and the bat's first words made him frown, "Go to the Watchtower? Why? I'm not part of the Justice League, and if you require my help, you have to make an offer."
"Nah, I don't do justice, I do the greater good, and now, I'm watching over the future..." He further added after a while though soon, his eyes lit up, "Deal!"
"Can you imagine a game, an exquisite game where..."
"Nah, see you later." Ian cut the man off, sending him away back to the black Rose prison, a small place he created recently just for the man.
He smiled brightly, finally getting something for his collection. He really wasn't interested in hearing the mystery man's manipulative words anymore.
Instead, Ian eyed his squad in action. He especially paid attention to Zatanna and Xanadu because the rest weren't having any trouble dealing with the threat.
Zatanna and Xanadu were dealing with something else entirely, a special vampire. The squad's extermination of the vampires led the rat out of its hole. The first of vampires has appeared.
Cain, the first murderer, condemned for killing his brother Abel. He was an odd person, someone with no less than several mental problems, and he finally found his freedom after being imprisoned for several hundred years.
He was a man of short stature, with ginger hair and a strange hairstyle. He had a large beard, falling a bit below his neck. His attire was a simple green jacket and black clothes, nothing special.
He stood before the two magicians, looking menacing with his grim expression which only went to become more ominous as he eyed all the vampires on the floor.
He cared for none of them, but they were his precious tools, and things would've been so much easier with them.
They were still alive though, mostly knocked out, or went unconscious through some magical means, some were also just sealed, unable to move. The way Zatanna does things was a bit different than the rest.
"Zatanna, I have only recovered a bit of my power, so I can't help much here." Xanadu frowned, feeling an ominous premonition, "And be careful. Something feels odd... I hope Ian is keeping an eye on this lest things go awry."
"Hmm, something does feel odd, and it's how he isn't dead yet, so let's change that, shall we?" As confident as always, Zatanna spoke with elegance as she waved her hand, muttering, "Stsalb Hctirdle! Sworra Erif! Dleihs Evitcelfer! Reirrab! Romra Cigam!"
Cain, the first of vampires instantly moved, vanishing from her sight only to appear right before her.
He was looking much different. The outline of his veins was apparent, almost like they were gonna burst. His eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth was opened wide, showing his ominous fangs.
Zatanna's magic, the destructive of which had already turned around under her control, following after him.
Still, he just ignored the danger and swung his hands towards her, seeking to take her head with his massive claw-like hands.
Much to Zatanna's shock, his claws barely were barely slowed down by the barriers as he seemed to absorb them.
Not just that, even the destructive spells she launched at him were devoured by him in an instant.
"Tropelet!" Zatanna instantly reacted, teleporting far away. She was a bit frightened not expecting him to have such a nonsensical ability.
However, she regained her cool almost instantly, teleporting away again as he had already arrived before her.
His speed was unlike anything she had seen before, and she felt it, it wasn't just his physical powers but also magic in work, an odd type of magic she doesn't understand at all.
Fortunately for the people of Gotham, Zatanna already created a massive barrier around the isolated area which stopped the impact of their fight from reaching people.
The barrier won't stop Cain, but it will stop the impact of his attacks because even a simple swing of his claws sends devastating blasts that can bring buildings down.
His mere steps break the ground underneath him, sending debris scattering all around, and he seemed to be getting stronger.
Zatanna is a magician, so facing someone who can absorb magic was a nightmare for her. However, her unrivaled confidence barely shook as she started a series of experiments.
It started by casting more destructive spells to the point the area became a lava zone, yet he was still barely affected.
She went on to cast restrictive spells and control other objects to seal him, and even that does work. He was able to devour even the magic not in contact with him, basically canceling her control whenever her magic gets close to him.
His physical powers which were terrifying only continued to become crazier. His increase in strength was simply too much, forcing Zatanna to deploy numerous magic spells just to keep herself safe, and away from his clutches.
The area however became hell on earth as the battle continued to become more intense with Zatanna basically being powerless against him.
"Just give up. Lie down and become one of my tools... There is nothing, absolutely nothing you can do." Cain spoke with apparent arrogance as he approached Zatanna.
Zatanna remained expressionless as she took a deep breath, closing her eyes seemingly accepting defeat. Only, she started murmuring something with her hands raised high at the sky, "Ot Gnihtyreve Esu..."
"Stop." A familiar voice sounded not far behind her, making her halt her words. She and Cain both stopped and eyed Ian who had just appeared with a staff in his hand.
"Why?" Zatanna asked, seeming a bit annoyed.
"If you're annoyed at your powerlessness, then just be better... Have you ever thought that just perhaps you became stale?"
Ian walked passed by her coming face to face with Cain. He was very close to him which is extremely dangerous considering Cain's monstrous power.
"Layla... You're actually a better solution to her problem than what I can do now..." Ian looked at Cain with a bit of appreciation, a common look he gives when on the verge of accepting charity.
Cain straightened his posture, seeming calm as he eyed Ian very carefully, "I know you, or I know of you... You will be of great help to what I want. Perhaps I won't need him anymore."
"Hmm, as I thought. A rat summoned you here... There are exactly two types of rats still moving about in the slums of Gotham. Which one of them is it? Well, I'll find out after I'm done with you."
Ian seemed to be in a good mood. His tone said as much. Layla was after all one of his most important subordinates, perhaps even more than that because he trusts her the most out of anyone.
He understands her more than anyone, and so does she. That's why she was so loyal to him, to the point she had to bear through a lot to have the power to support him.
Cain before him might just be a solution, so Ian started walking even closer to him, ignoring the twitching face of the vampire. Cain's mentality seemed to be a bit more fucked up than he previously estimated.
"You... Your soul will stay with me in my home, in the lands of dreams, listening to tales of nightmares instantly, but that's after I'm done with you." Cain spoke venomously as he looked up at Ian who was standing right before him.
The tension was high, and they both moved near at the same time. The difference however was their speed. Cain was fast, extremely fast to a frightening degree, but...
Ian's scepter went right through Cain's chest, lifting him high in the sky before flipping the scepter around and bringing it down, nailing him to the ground.
The crackling of orange lightning was very apparent to all as the blurry phenomenon of Rose of Death followed. He was in the state of the Rose of speed.
"Just like you are magicians' nemesis, I'm the nemesis of beings like you, beings who believe themselves immortal, unkillable. I even dare to say that I can be the nemesis of all."
Even his words were spoken at such a speed that even Cain was barely able to comprehend as he suddenly felt the staff lit up with golden rays.
"Chains Of God," Ian murmured, casting a spell not of magic but of light. It was a spell he created long ago amidst his studies of magic, darkness, and light.
Golden chains erupted from the scepter like a broken dam, instantly overwhelming the stunned Vampire, surrounding him from all sides.
"Seal Of Darkness." The Chains of God already go in the way of the prisoner using magic, but just to make sure, Ian added a spell of darkness, getting rid of that possibility.
This darkness spell on the other hand wasn't constructed by him but learned from the book of eternity which has numerous darkness spells.
And so, another question was added to the scripture of questions Ian wants the answer to, was he not able to absorb these spells because they weren't pure magic, or because of him?
Comments
Gilgamos
Thanks for the chapter
Rimuru
No worries mate. Thanks for taking it into consideration!
