Mage Adam

Hundreds of blades intersected at precise angles and paths, cutting the approaching army of monsters to pieces like a giant meat grinder.

To Adam, these monsters were like virus codes, the magnetic field a firewall, and the sword blades were antivirus programs. He turned the bloody slaughter into a display of orderly beauty.

The only creature that could resist was the second-level monster. When the iron sand swords pierced its flesh, its rapidly mutating tissues clamped onto them. The attached electric currents were neutralized by its radiation energy.

The monster fought through the sword formation, making a straight line to Adam. As it leapt towards him, its muscles squeezed the swords out and turned into a giant mouth, spewing a thick energy beam.

Adam raised his magic wand. All the iron sand swords paused, their currents surging like a connected chain of dragons and snakes.

With a slight lift of his arm, the swords rose and spun rapidly around a certain center. The energy on the blades built up but wasn\'t released yet, creating a deafening buzz.

"Railgun, Massive Strike," Adam commanded.

With a swift downward motion of his arm, the swords in the sky fell down like a shower.

The currents interconnected, amassing a huge amount of energy with the help of magic. The falling swords, accelerated by the magnetic field, gained immense kinetic energy. Although this new railgun didn\'t contain the compressed energy of elemental missiles, it was as powerful.

Massive Strike, as the name implied, was another of Adam\'s map-wiping magical attacks. The army of monsters was torn apart as if made of paper, erased in an instant.

The second-level monster\'s energy beam couldn\'t even reach Adam before being completely nullified by the powerful magnetic field, and then it was pierced and pinned to the ground by a thousand swords.

Even the radiation of Cthulhu was swept away in that moment.

Adam\'s magical power was used up. The Massive Strike required a tremendous amount of magic to cast. It was his first time using it, and the construction and maintenance of the spell took a lot of effort. Good news was that since he had successfully made it this time, the next use would be much easier.

Adam took a deep breath, feeling his magic power quickly refill from Mage Network.

"Master, it\'s not dead yet," the devil pointed out.

The second-level monster on the ground was still moving, trying to break free to consume flesh and energy.

Adam went down to the ground. He had intentionally left the second-level monster alive to get some information from it.

This second-level monster was clearly stronger than the first-level ones and seemed to be able to command or control them. It also had some intelligence, as it could give orders. It looked like the leader of the monster army.

Adam knew Cthulhu was a world with more than one transcendent creature. He wondered if higher-level creatures had more authority or \'permissions\' over the lower ones, like a social structure or a government formed by the radiation species.

This meant Cthulhu was more dangerous than he thought. A unified, highly organized fighting race would be much tougher to deal with than the disorganized dragons of the Dragon Plane.

Adam had been in Cthulhu for less than a day, but what he saw was surprising. He had thought that a world dominated by radiation would have few creatures, but it seemed like there was an endless number of these radiation species.

After mutating, they lost their mind but gained power more easily. Adam had only explored a small part of this world and already encountered a second-level creature. If cities or governments existed, the number of high-level creatures could be unimaginable.

Adam even thought that there might be more transcendent creatures than he had imagined.

Adam released his magic wand and told the devil, now back in his original form, "Try to make a pact with it. If it doesn\'t work, at least try to understand its language."

The devil approached the monster. Adam didn\'t have much hope in it; the creatures of Cthulhu had mutated souls, so making a successful pact seemed unlikely. Even if a pact was made, there might be a risk of being corrupted.

Understanding language wasn\'t too hard for the devil. Devils, when powerful, roamed the void and contacted every race that strongly desired trade. The ability to understand languages was in their genes. Without that, communication and therefore trade would be impossible.

After a while, the devil kicked the struggling monster aside and walked to Adam with a look of disgust. "I can\'t make a slave pact with it. Its soul is completely twisted," he said, sending a stream of information to Adam\'s mind through their pact.

"Their language is very simple, without the ability to express complex emotions. It\'s only good for basic communication."

Adam understood from the devil\'s information that the monster\'s earlier words meant "Found an intruder" and "Kill him." The language was simple and straightforward.

"Other useful information?" Adam asked.

"No, there\'s no way to communicate. I tried asking questions in their language, but all I got back was \'kill you, kill you,\'" the devil complained, breathing in the radiation-filled air. "Master, let\'s go back. This place is too bad, too dangerous."

Adam then exploded the monster\'s internal energy, carefully destroying every bit of its flesh and blood.

He then transformed the devil back into a magic wand and held it in his hand.

His mage armor completely covered him with a magnetic field, hiding all his energy leaks. He adjusted the frequency of the magnetic field to mimic radiation on the surface. This way, unless seen with their own eyes, first and second-level monsters couldn\'t detect him just by sensing energy.