Chapter 35 - Chris vs Servant (1/2)

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'They can fuse and amplify their Magical Power by 10?!' Chris thought. 'There's 10 of them so that means that there will be 3 groups and each groups will have least a million Magical Power. With their spells being three times more powerful, the weakest group will only be a little bit weaker than Mother. I'm sure that Father and Uncle Allen can handle them for a while, but I'm not sure if Mother can hang on for a long period of time,'

Chris saw that when the Servants cast spells that emitted light beams, the three light beam would fuse and get thicker.

'If the Servants were able to make themselves more powerful, why didn't they use it when Uncle Allen fought them. If Uncle Allen knew about this ability, he would've told Father. It makes no sense,' Chris thought.

After around a couple minutes of battle, one of the Servants fighting against Bradley faced the lone Servant. He pointed towards Chris and the rest. The lone hooded figure nodded and started to make his way to Chris and the others.

”Oh no you don't,” Bradley said as he pointed his wand to the lone Servant.

However, the Servant group that was fighting Bradley shot a fused spell.

”Damn it!” Bradley shouted as he turned his wand back and blocked the spell.

Meanwhile, the lone Servant made his way to Chris and the others. The Granger and Alder couples were frightened and Mrs. Alder even let out a tiny scream.

Chris looked at his stats.

Servant of the Cult

Age: 25

Magical Power: 12,000

'This one has no blessing?' Chris thought. 'Right now, from all the training I did, I have around 7,500 Magical Power. I'm going to hedge my bets on the fact that the only thing he has over me is Magical Power,'

”Hermione! Kristine!” Chris shouted. ”Try to help me from the back by shooting out spells when he's caught off guard. I'll try my best to protect everyone here,”

”Alright,” Kristine and Hermione said at the same time.

Chris stared at the Servant ready to strike at any moment.

”Protego!” Chris chanted.

The Servant then swung his wand downwards and a mark resembling a cut appeared in front of Chris for a second.

'Non-verbal magic. This person is strong,' Chris thought.

”Privatio Sensoria,” Chris chanted.

The Servant looked a bit shaken up, but he still held onto his wand. However, during this time, Chris quickly cast Fulgur Pila revealing a ball of lightning. Chris put his utmost concentration in making it as small as he can. In a second, the ball was the size of half his index finger and about 2 fingers thick.

He quickly threw the tiny ball at the Servant and it was able to hit the Servant's ċhėst who bȧrėly got his senses back. However, the ball wasn't able to pierce through him and merely made a hole in his clothing revealing a small bloody circle.