Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3843

Chapter 3843: Tipping the Scales (Part 2)

"Take Shargein, for example." Salaark caressed the Wyrmling’s head. "The scales and feathers he was born with were produced by a red core. There’s no way they can handle the mana flow he’ll develop once he reaches the cyan.

"When that happens, Shargein will shed his old scales and grow new ones that will match his current mana core."

"I first became a hybrid five years ago." Lith said while clenching his hands to resist the urge to scratch himself. "Should I expect to shed again in another five years?"

"Don’t be silly." Salaark chuckled. "You spent three years as a hybrid, and those were proto-scales you shed and replaced with each breakthrough of your mana core. You only became a Divine Beast a little less than two years ago.

"I’m honestly surprised you didn’t shed sooner. You went from deep to bright violet with a single set of scales. That’s an impressive achievement, if you ask me."

"Thanks, I guess." Lith couldn’t keep his hands still and started rubbing his arms. "What should I do now, Grandma? I’m going crazy."

"That’s because you are standing there like an idiot asking all the wrong questions." Salaark replied. "Go to a place large enough to accommodate your Tiamat form, undress, and let nature take its course."

"Okay, thank you, Grandma. Bye!" Lith Blinked inside the tower and then Warped it to the geyser near Salaark’s beach house.

He tossed the Voidwalker armor in the Spark and shapeshifted into his Tiamat form as he walked through the door. The mere expansion of his body propelled dozens of scales into the air like catapult shots.

More fell to the ground with each step he took, producing thuds against the sand that softened their landing.

"Do you think a bath could help you?" Kamila asked. "Maybe a good scrub?"

"Tiamats are weak against large bodies of water, just like Dragons. A bath is not an option." Lith replied. "As for the scrub, I can’t risk ripping- Kami? What are you doing here?"

"I heard the fuss when your first scale fell off and decided to follow you." She cleared her throat in embarrassment. "For moral support and scientific curiosity."

"And I totally believe you." Lith’s voice oozed sarcasm.

"Yeah, you should work on your excuses, Kamila." Menadion nodded. "For a Constable, that was pretty weak."

"Ripha, what are you doing here?" Lith furled his wings to cover his now exposed privates, triggering another salvo of scales from his back.

"I’m bound to you, kid." The First Ruler of the Flames didn’t even pretend not to be staring. "Wherever you go, I go. Or rather, we go. Isn’t that right, Valia?"

"I wasn’t peeping! I swear!" The former member of the Queen’s Corps inhabited her own corpse and had a magnificent ruddiness to her face as she peeked through her not-much-closed fingers.

"Damn, son." Locrias sighed. "People say that size doesn’t matter, but-"

"Guys, how can you be so rude?" Solus came out of her hiding spot and shoved the Demons inside the tower. "Give Lith some privacy! Return to your Void Sigil, go train your Blade Spells, I don’t care. Just do it inside." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Why are you pushing me away?" Menadion asked. "I’ve already seen this particular scenery countless times. I followed you for years as a wandering soul, remember? I was there when you treated Lith’s wounds."

"Mom!" Solus chided Menadion.

"Solus!" Lith chided her. "What are you doing here, and why were you hiding?"

"I wasn’t hiding. I was worried about you and followed the tower. I just got here." She lied through her teeth.

"Yeah, right, and I’m the most generous man on Mogar." Lith snarled, sealing the tower to ensure that no one could see or hear anything from the outside.

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