Chapter 188. The Hunter and the Trap (5)
“Hand over the Sacred Relic, Princess!”
The Taoist raised his hand.
A slow yet swift, difficult-to-understand hand gesture.
[[Warrior's Insight] is deployed.]
The mont the familiar notification window pops up before my eyes.
In the space of a single breath, over a hundred hand seals are ford at the Taoist's fingertips.
[You have acquired a skill.]
[Tai Xu Ling Guang (Level 8)]
[Tian Lei Zhen (Level 7)]
[Shen Feng Ren (Level 5)]
[San Guang Ding Tian (Level 6)]
[Xuan Huang Xiao Tian Yan…]
[…….]
[…….]
Dozens.
Dozens of skills are imprinted in my mind.
Dark clouds pour rain and lightning strikes.
The ground splits open and flas soar.
A whirlwind surrounds the area like a barrier, trapping it, and a ray of light shot from the Taoist's palm flew towards Hebrun.
“Wh-what the…!”
Hebrun's bewildered expression seems real, not an act.
It's only natural.
As a key figure in the operation, I told her most of the information, but I didn't inform her about the Eastern-style magic beforehand.
“Ugh…!”
I did it on purpose.
Now is the ti for a bit of thod acting.
Anyway, I told her to run into the castle if things went south.
As far as I know, if she chooses to flee instead of fight, she should be able to escape all these attacks.
Whoosh-!
As expected, after clashing with necromancy a few tis, the Princess of Blood left the scene.
At a speed that transcended perception, towards the city where the undead army was waiting.
The lightning and fireballs only struck the innocent ground where she had just been standing.
The Taoist laughed maniacally.
“Yes! The power of the Sacred Relic! Princess, we already know the power of your Sacred Relic!”
And I, Count Ash, rose from my place.
According to Plan B's operation.
I was thrown quite a distance by the clash of magic and necromancy.
The Taoist in the hat sent one of his escorts to retrieve and said.
“Hmm. The magic that was binding her must have been released because the Princess ran away.”
“It's a spell, not magic. When in Ro, you should follow Roman law, right?”
“Ro?”
The Taoist in the hat tilted his head.
There's no need for long words.
I strike down one of the escorts with a light spell of lightning, instantly snatch the sword, cut down the man, and coat it with a holy aura.
Only then did a strange light flicker in the Taoist's eyes.
“Hoh, I thought you were just a brat who relied on his Sacred Relic because you were a Guardian.”
“Anyone who heard that would think I was born with a Sacred Relic in my hand. Do you think it's that easy to go from a rcenary to a noble?”
Plan B can be summarized as follows.
Lure the enemy into a false sense of security, sa as Plan A.
However, in an aggressive and active manner, not a peaceful and passive one.
[[Pillar of Fire] is deployed.]
I charge, lightly casting a spell.
The Taoist, who scattered the pillar of fire crashing down on the wasteland with a re gesture, stretched out his hand.
Once again, hand seals are ford.
Still a speed that's hard to follow.
It doesn't matter.
[[Warrior's Insight] is deployed.]
[Skill acquired…….]
I ignore the countless notification windows popping up in the corner of my vision and charge.
It might be a great help in a future battle, but not today.
Instead, I wield more spells.
[[Explosion] is deployed.]
[[Burning Wind] is deployed.]
[[Devouring Pit of Fire] is deployed.]
A feast of flas learned from the mages of the Red Magic Tower falls towards the Taoist.
The Taoist in the hat ford a few hand seals, and the parched wasteland ground split open, and unexpected groundwater gushed out like a river, extinguishing the fire completely.
Taking another step forward, this ti I cast the spells of the Blue Magic Tower and the White Magic Tower.
[[Deep Sea Eruption] is deployed.]
[[Bending Water Stream] is deployed.]
[[Lightning Strike] is deployed.]
Making the gushing river water my own.
I drop clusters of lightning from the sky towards the river protecting the Taoist.
Krrrrrumble!
“Hah! You've learned several arts! I heard that the mages of the West have no such talent!”
The Taoist in the hat shouted.
The ceaselessly forming hand seals pulled in the sandstorm and spread it out, dispersing the electric shock.
The water stream that had co under my control was frozen by a frigid wind that blew from sowhere.
All my attacks were futilely blocked.
But the distance between and him has been halved.
[[Devouring Purgatory] is deployed.]
[[Unkam's Subterranean Echo] is deployed.]
[[Barrier] is deployed.]
[[Wall of Fire] is deployed.]
I open the mouth of the earth to scatter him and his guards.
I close the distance behind a defensive spell.
“Hahaha! You have many tricks!”
The mages of the Magic Towers, who are preparing for war in Wolfskrig, would be astonished if they saw this.
The Eastern spellcraft is different from the spells of the western continent, which thoroughly delve into only one school of spells centered on the Magic Towers.
The spell system, created according to Yin-Yang, the Five Elents, and various other principles, was designed so that one person could learn all sorts of attributes.
[[Miracle: Judgnt of Radiance] is deployed.]
[[Miracle: Divine Punishnt] is deployed.]
To the extent that even miracles can be offset by corresponding spells of light and darkness.
Seeing the beam of light emitted from his palm collide with the light of divine punishnt and scatter, I move a little further.
Thirty steps.
The range of a hidden weapon.
[[Shadow Kill] is deployed.]
[[Constricting Darkness] is deployed.]
I hide my body in the shade cast by the dark clouds, sandstorm, and water stream.
[[Myriad Blossoms Rain] is deployed.]
[[Barum's Blade in the Darkness] is deployed.]
I grab the scattered stone fragnts and broken ice shards and throw them, pressuring him with the legacy left by my master of hidden weapons.
Tukakakang!
Although I can't see because my vision is obscured by the countless debris and fragnts, just from the sound, I can tell that he is blocking and dodging without difficulty.
The final step.
I break through the dust cloud and approach within arm's reach.
[[Tuivat High Priest's Swift Sword] is deployed.]
[[Swordsmanship of the Red Bud] is deployed.]
[[Imperial Green Flowing Sword] is deployed.]
[[Olif's Straight Knightly Sword] is deployed.]
From Indika's Arup Roshan.
From the Rose Knights of Berenburg.
I mix and apply the form, aning, and will of the swordsmanship learned from Olif and Marquis Ricardo to stab and slash him.
The result of training that I never let go of, even while being involved in all the affairs of the territory and the empire, even while reducing the sleep of both my main body and my clone.
A miracle grasped in my hand by repeatedly reviewing its origin and creator with [Warrior's Insight].
Chwajajajak-!
I slash a long gash across the Taoist's chest and literally grind up half of the escorts who intervened to protect him.
“T-to even handle a sword.”
I take another step towards the man, whose face has turned pale.
There is only a handful of energy left in my body.
My opponent is a spellcaster hero who has mastered all the attributes of the Five Elents.
As far as I know, he should be around level 8 by now.
I fought a short-term decisive battle against a high-level spellcaster without potions, armor, or even a proper weapon, excluding even level 8 and 9 spells, relying only on the number and application of skills.
It was as if I fought with several layers of shackles on myself.
But I achieved my goal.
“Eeeek…!”
Between the mask and the hat.
The eyes of the Taoist, who had been feigning composure, are shaking violently.
“A Western magic-user, daring to imitate our spellcasters…!”
There are two reasons why I pushed him to the brink.
First, to make him recognize as a threatening opponent without killing him.
Second, to make him think I don't have a Sacred Relic.
“And you're just a half-baked Sacred Relic Guardian who had all his true power, the Sacred Relic, taken away by Duke Zarhill…!”
“Nonsense! I have all the Sacred Relics!”
I pushed myself to the limit like this, yet I didn't take out the Sacred Relic.
But still, he would hesitate.
They would know that Count Ash is a Sacred Relic Guardian.
Therefore, I provoke.
And deceive.
“Why? Are you scared? I told you I have them.”
However, under one different premise than usual.
I did not use [Lord's Unyielding Mind].
“...I see.”
So that he could notice my lie.
In reality, the clone in the form of Count Ash did not have a Sacred Relic.
“You, you're trying to make a fool of .”
Anger and determination gleam together in the eyes visible above the mask.
“Do you think a half-baked magic-user without a Sacred Relic can escape from a Guardian of the Church, who receives the grace of God!”
The Taoist took sothing out from his bosom.
A Sacred Relic.
A statue in the shape of a dog's head with tentacles sprouting from it.
“O Watchdog that Swallows the Moon!”
The mont he shouts, the surrounding air changes.
A dark sphere envelops the area.
An darkness that covers the Taoist, , and the remaining half of the escorts.
It is the 'Domain of Sacrifice' that I have witnessed countless tis in testimonies, reconnaissance, and dreams.
And at that mont.
‘Eyeball.’
Inside the 'Domain of Sacrifice' that is just beginning to unfold, I, in the form of Tribus, step in, leaping through space.
“What…!”
The Taoist is surprised.
But it's already too late.
The Sacred Relic of the 'Dog that Swallows the Moon.'
My investigation into its power is already complete.
Because in ancient unofficial histories and nurous tales, the Outer God who always took the lead in the so-called 'judgnt of the gods' was the 'Dog that Swallows the Moon.'
Its power is the Advent itself.
It designates a spherical domain called the 'Domain of Sacrifice' centered on the Sacred Relic wielder.
It turns all living beings within it into living sacrifices to bring about the advent of a fragnt of the Outer God.
And instead of a proper ritual, it allows the incarnate body to descend by independently manifesting a fragnt of the Outer God and superimposing it on the Guardian themselves, a power of possession.
“You, who are you…!”
Therefore.
Those who enter this domain of darkness are all torn to shreds and beco sacrifices, except for the caster.
However, what would happen if another 'Sacred Relic Guardian' were to enter it?
What would be the result if a Sacred Relic designates another Sacred Relic Guardian as the target of its harmful power?
Swaaaaaah-!
The mont the darkness of the black sphere consud my vision.
Thud!
After a strong impact that shook my whole body, the Domain of Sacrifice vanished as if washed away, and another darkness revealed itself.
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A vast and dark space.
An unrealistic place that could be space, or the belly of a beast.
In this unknown world where there is not a single star, not a single point of light, yet everything is perceived by its writhing presence.
As if ti had stopped, seven shadows were cast around and the Taoist, who were frozen still.
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Ah, to be precise, it would be more accurate to say that one shadow was surrounded by the other six.
To be more detailed, it would be correct to say that six statues were surrounding a dog-headed statue and speaking in an otherworldly language.
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To translate the language of those Outer Gods, which is conveyed through the transmission of aning itself, transcending the five senses and intuition, it would be as follows.
- Newbie, a preliminary welco to joining the master's mana stone factory. It's a good thing, since we were short on hands compared to the mana stones Crusty is pumping out!
- Nyom nyom! Om nom nom!
- Kiiing! Kiiing…!
- Wow, it's been a really long ti since the position of the youngest was replaced. A Dog that Swallows the Moon is of a lower class than Tick-Tocky, right? It seems your ti as the youngest will be quite long.
- Tick-tock! Tick-tock-tock!
- Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
Should I say thanks to them?
I learned that even an Outer God, if it's a dog, barks like a dog.
- Whimper…!
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