Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4448

Chapter 4448: No Game Works (Part 2)

No one answered or moved.

"I’ll take that as a yes." He replied. "Let’s start with you. Name?"

"Ask your mother!" A rough man with chestnut moustaches said. "Oh, wait, she doesn’t know it either. She just calls me dadd-"

A flick of Lith’s hand and the bandit’s neck turned 180° with a crunching sound without being touched. His body fell limp on his former colleagues, covering them in drool and piss.

"I love my mother." Lith said to his now terrified audience. "This guy got it easy. I’ll rip the balls off of the next man who mentions her. Then I’ll heal his wound and force him to eat his own nuts.

"After that, I’ll cut off his little friend and make him eat it too. I won’t kill him, though. I’ll have the authorities keep him alive and make an example out of him."

Lith paused, letting the picture sink in the bandits’ brains and stomping the corpse’s manhood into mush to underline the concept.

Merchants and soldiers shuddered while holding their privates for dear life, while the bandits’ eyes became pinpricks from terror.

"You, there. What’s your name?" Lith asked, and the man remained silent. "I asked you what your name is. Talk."

The man refused to obey, but that was as far as his defiance could go. He was too terrified of using the wrong insult to say anything.

"Lesson number two. Playing the silence game with me doesn’t work." Lith said with the mean, lecturing tone of a college professor. "No game works with me. And you know why? Because I cheat. Let me show you."

He grabbed the bandit’s head and forced his jaw open, releasing a stream of darkness magic from his eyes that seeped into the prisoner’s mouth, nose, and ears. The darkness element robbed the man of his vitality and made him wither to a speed visible to the naked eye.

"There. I took away ten years of your lifespan." The man now looked in his forties, with several grey streaks in his hair and many age lines on his face that hadn’t been there until a moment ago.

"Your name, or the next time it will be twenty years." Lith’s eyes flared up with darkness, making the bandit yelp.

"You can’t do this." He sobbed as he noticed liver spots that punctuated his hands. "This is Forbidden Magic. The Kingdom will kill you for this."

"Not at all." Lith replied with a soft smile. "Forbidden Magic is consuming your life to gain something. I didn’t get younger or stronger from this. I just shortened your lifespan. Consider it like an amputation, but instead of a finger, I took away the time you have left to live."

Lith had done nothing of the sort. Darkness magic weakened its victim and removed their moisture, causing an apparent but perfectly reversible aging process. One day of rest and plenty of liquids and the bandit would have become as good as new.

Yet he didn’t know that. He couldn’t even think clearly at the idea that an inhuman monster like that could exist, and he was staring at it in the face.

"Okay." Lith released another blast of darkness magic while the bandit was still shell-shocked.

"Ygar!" The man yelled, but it was too late. "My name is Ygar! Please, stop!"

"You didn’t answer me quickly enough, and you paid the price, Ygar." Lith conjured an ice spell so that the bandit could see the sixty-year-old man he had become. "Next question. Are you part of an organization?"

"Yes." He cried like a baby seeing how his luscious black hair had become grey and thin.

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