~ I have added this Fanfic to my Patreon. If you'd like to read advanced Chapters, feel free to check it out!
~ I'm planning to increase the number of advanced Chapters to 18 this weekend!
~ I've edited so of the previous Chapters to remove anything you might consider "cringe" or "unnecessary." I'll continue reviewing them from ti to ti!
~ Very soon, we'll return to releasing two Chapters daily, including bonus privileges for Power Stone contributions!
"Gross." Was all he could choke out as he fought down the impulse to vomit.
Dodging two more wheels, Issei made it to the top and was confronted by a large barred gate that led into what looked like another arena.
"Yippee, another arena trap." The Sekiryūtei grumbled sarcastically. He reached out and touched the gate and a window popped up.
[Please unequip all weapons before entering.]
"You have got to be kidding!" Issei muttered in disbelief. Reluctantly, he placed both of his swords into the inventory and resolved to draw them as fast as he could when the boss appeared. When he touched the gate again, it sank into the ground smoothly, allowing him entrance.
The arena he walked into was similar to Farsqueaker's arena, except bigger and less rustic. The way into the audience was blocked by a shimring force field and standing in a viewing box was a ratman.
Unlike Byral and Farsqueaker, this one was small, no higher than the middle of Issei's thigh. Swathed in robes, it was nevertheless obvious that this ratman had chanical replacents for so of his limbs. The right arm was so kind of baroque weapon; the tail was rely implanted with a spike on the end of it and there was a bulky chanical eye replacing the creature's original left eye.
"So...this is the man-thing that slew that musclehead Byral Warfang and that fat fool Farsqueaker..." the ratman said as he flicked a switch with one clawed finger. The rattle of the gate rising up behind him made Issei sigh. Another arena trap indeed.
"That would be ." He replied, crossing his arms, "And you are?"
"Teeksqueak, Master Warplock Engineer." The ratman replied, "And this arena, warrior, is your graveyard."
"What is going on here?!" a familiar voice shouted from behind Issei. He turned around to see Rias Gremory and the Occult Research Club arrayed around her.
"Tch. Devil things." Teeksqueak grumbled, "Kill-kill later. Red warrior first."
"Heiress Gremory, we et again." Issei said with a nod. Thankfully, his voice-disguising pendent was still working.
"What is all this? Why are you killing these creatures?" the redheaded devil demanded.
"Because they must die if I am to live." Issei replied shortly, turning around to face Teeksqueak again, "The masters of the ratn seek the death of all supernatural beings, including humans with magic al or spiritual powers."
"Yes-yes." The Warplock Engineer agreed, "Now red warrior must die-die."
"That's what Byral Warfang and Farsqueaker said as well." Issei snarked back, pointing at the ratman, "I killed Warfang and took his own sword from him as a prize, using it to kill Farsqueaker and his pet monster as well."
"Ah yes...Boneripper..." Teeksqueak purred silkily, "He wishes to say hello to you, red warrior."
The ratman flipped another switch and the large doors on one side of the arena yawed open, revealing a monstrosity that was only vaguely familiar to Issei.
"Boneripper..." he breathed.
The Rat Ogre that Issei had killed was now walking once again, but as a larger monstrosity than he had been. The flesh on its head was gone, leaving only a bare skull, its lifeless eye sockets full of blazing green fire. The tail that Issei had severed was replaced by a long sinuous length of tal that left scars on the arena floor as it advanced, and the arm that had been cut off as well had been replaced by two arms; one equipped with a set of razor-sharp talons and the other with what Issei recognised as a miniature Warpfire Thrower.
Boneripper Revived LV12
[Experint DFr455-12]
There were horrified exclamations coming from the ORC behind him that he tried to ignore.
"What...is that thing?!"
"...feels wrong."
"My my...looks like I have quite the workload ahead of ." Issei sighed. He noticed a window pop up ahead of him.
[Quest Alert!]
Keep This Under Your Hat...: You face a powerful foe, in full view of Rias Gremory and her Peerage! Win this fight without using the power of the [Boosted Gear], keeping your identity a secret!
Quest Reward: X2 levels added to [Boost!] Skill, Level Up, Random Piece of Armour, 2000 EXP.
Quest Failure: Rias Gremory discovers your secret identity.
Will you accept this quest?
Yes/No
Hastily hitting yes, Issei reached into the inventory, one hand on either side of him and drew out the [Rapscallion Wave Blade] and the Steel Short Sword.
"Well then, Boneripper!" he said, pointing his [Wave Blade] at the monstrosity, "I killed you once; let's see if I can go two-for-two!"
With Rias
"Koneko-chan, break these bars down!" the Gremory Heiress ordered. She wasn't going to just stand back and let this boy get killed in front of her.
The Reincarnated Nekomata nodded, drew back one clenched fist and punched the bars, causing a barrier to appear between her fist and the bars before the petit girl was thrown back, looking frazzled.
"...electric barrier. Can't break it." Koneko reported.
"Akeno." Rias said tersely.
~ If you like the story, please leave a review!
~ Push the Story forward with your [Power
Stones]
~ (Soon 18) Advanced Chapters Available on Patreon!
sp-atreon/Heena_fanfic9002
(Just remove the hyphen to access Patreon normally.)
Reviews
All reviews (0)