The God of the artificial world. Juriy Tashkinov

But the blast wave only rustled the hairs on the monster’s head. It roared and orange magical lightning flew towards us. I barely had time to use the denial spell, and the red circle protected me and two other comrades from injury.

      – What it is? – I was surprised.

      – This is sandy onyx. They only wake up at night. These magical creatures were awakened and emerged from the deeper layers of magical reality. In general, they have no body and consist entirely of charms. But having climbed into the sand, they acquire something like a body. There are also stone, water and, the rarest, air onyx. But in the desert these are more common than others.

      – And how to defeat him? After all, he has the same number of lives as our entire squad, including ghosts.

      – Among other things, he absorbs other people’s magic and can use it, increasing his power.

      Several dozen staves were aimed at the mouth of an overgrown octopus.

      – Don’t waste your energy! – I told my comrades. – We can give him such a surprise!

      – What do you suggest? – asked Hyde.

      – Light! All-purifying light! The monster consists of pure magic, so we can only use a spell that will deprive it of this very magic. And all other spells make him stronger.

      – LIGHTENIS! – we all said together.

      Again the light that filled the space around. And when the haze cleared, there was no empty space left of the monster.