Chương 984: Deathly Ruse

Skullius had long sensed that his Graceful Monolith was under attack by the swarms that had stolen the mana from roughly eight million Sif by now. The number seemed immense – and it was – but when considering only the statistical value, the toll was barely a single percentage of the total population of Sif on Opungale. That said, more were losing consciousness by the millisecond.

Given this threat and its speed when it came to reaping the mana bodies – as Skullius called them – from the residents of this land, the Hybrid Luman had been confident that the Preeminent Attegoth could hold out for a while.

While it wasn't exactly a living target, it did possess a vast mana signature, probably the largest individual one on the whole continent. As such, it had been a target for twenty percent of the entire swarm of the summoned, winged monsters since the very beginning.