Magical Arts was the collective term for magical chants and magical formations. A complete magical art must contain both a chant and a formation. If one was missing, it would not be a magical art.
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Thats against the rules! Arent you supposed to shout [Ill form the head] before combining!
Coughthats not the point right now.
The apparitions squird as they continued to rge into each other. The end result was an amalgamation of 14 human faces each with an expression of pain, hatred or anger.
Darkness Arrow!
Like a drop of water in the vast ocean, the darkness arrow barely made a dent on the human face it collided with. Under my orders, two large imps swung their bone clubs at the apparition, but both of them passed right through the apparitions thighs.
I had hoped that their combined form would not be immune to physical attacks, but it seems life was never that easy.
The deford apparitions hands had no fingers, but instead had a human head attached to it. It possessed fang-like teeth and its neck replaced the wrists of the apparition. With a fierce swing of its arms, the two heads opened their mouths wide as if they were a pair of vicious pythons and swallowed the heads of the two large imps!
In a re two seconds, the two headless imps crumpled to the ground, dead.
Fla Whip!
It was just too strong. Based on its strength, it was probably stronger than the guardian on that last step. If you added in the special characteristics of a vengeful ghost, it could probably reach the level of a three-star. I knew this wasnt the ti to hold back and imdiately brought out my strongest skill which was also a deadly counter to the undead.
The fiery whip coiled around the arms of the apparition with its snake-like body and imdiately flared up. While the apparition was at a higher level compared to us, it still didnt dare to touch the whip, as like other undead, it was deathly afraid of flas and radiant light.
The flas began to purify the deford apparitions right arm, forcing the abomination to give up its arm in desperation as it slowly sank into the floor.
did we win?
Well, that was unexpectedly easy.
Thankfully, my mana reserves were no longer as tiny as before. Due to all the souls I consud, my mana had received a substantial boost of 50%, and I could now sustain the whip for two minutes. This was particularly useful now as that deford ghost had only retreated temporarily. It could still co back. Furthermore, the casting ti of this whip was quite long so keeping it out was the safest choice.
No.3, get that chest.
Understood, Master.
While No.3 was slightly dim, he knew that ti was of the essence right now. With a leaping step forward, he grabbed the chest and without stopping, retreated. The bone chest was roughly the size of two ho PCs which was nothing for No.3 who had a body larger than most large imps.
Move, quick!
I really wasnt sure if that abomination was dead. While the fla whip had an undeniable restraining effect on ghosts, it was pointless if the ghost kept hiding. I just hope it doesnt pop out at the last second and cause trouble for us.
This hope was soon dashed as we apprehensively approached the second floor. A large imp was suddenly bitten in half by an arm that shot out of the wall. By the ti we counterattacked, it was long gone.
We began avoiding the walls since then, but the ghost rely attacked us from below the stairs. That arm rose up once more and bit down on a large imps leg and threw him down the floor. With a staggering height of 10 ters, that large imp was definitely dead. Furthermore, it had even collided with a pillar on its way down to the first floor.
Stay near ! Avoiding certain areas wasnt the right strategy. The ghost had the advantage of being able to pass through all physical objects, so no matter where we hid, it would always been able to sneak up on us. If we did not do sothing soon, we would be all be dead.
As we squeezed together, we cautiously made our way down the stairs. We didnt dare to rush as we had to look out for the ghosts attacks. However, squeezing together wasnt the right strategy either as the ghost rely targeted the large imps on the outside and threw them off.
The fla whip was completely useless against this hidden enemy. Furthermore, as ti passed, my mana began to run out as well. To make matters worse, one of the imps started wailing in a loud voice, Its over, we need to escape, causing 4 of remaining normal large imps to run away.
You must listen to the Masters orders
Get back here! All of you!
No matter who it was, whether it was Big 1 or No.3, the deserters ignored them completely. Such was their self-serving nature, no matter who you were, what mattered the most was their own safety.
Truth be told, it wasnt their fault either. If it was an opponent they could see or touch, they would have definitely fought to the bitter end. After all, the scariest thing in the world was the unknown. Whether it was humans or devils, this was the sa.
The one imp that surprised was Nine-finger, the imp that I had always viewed as being deathly afraid of ghosts and an idiot, actually stayed. I honestly thought he would run away crying.
One of the deserters seed to have a hole in his head as he inexplicably ran up the stairs instead of down. As he stepped onto the second floor, he collided with a white wall. Soon his tortured howls could be heard as his body was enveloped by the ghost. Countless mouths bit down on him and within a few seconds, he was reduced to scraps.
After killing that devil, it proceeded to attack our back. This was the first ti Ive seen it since my fla whip injured it. The arm which I had burnt with my whip had already recovered and was just slightly shrunken.
As it floated towards us, I imdiately lashed out with my fla whip. Having tasted its fiery sting once, it knew not to ss with this whip and imdiately retreated. Within a blink of an eye, it tunnelled into the stairs.
S***, it ran away.
The rest of you stay close to , dont stray too far away from . Call out if you see anything weird. As my fla whip lashed once more, chasing away the apparition, I turned to them and shouted: Move!
Thanks to the fla whip, the abomination did not dare to approach and we managed to rush down the stairs. The tortured cries of the deserters rang out through the air as we quickly ran towards the exit on the first floor. As the last of the unnad imps died, we finally stepped out of the tower.
We sprinted for several tens of ters upon exiting the tower before finally stopping. Nine-finger was thoroughly exhausted by now, he panted furiously as he doubled over. My fla whip had already disappeared due to the lack of mana. At my side, No.3 stood silently with the bone chest in his arms. He was completely out of breath as well. Beside him, Big 1 was signalling to the distant One-eye to co over. Even if they couldnt help, they could still be fodder. We just needed more people here.
As we gradually distanced ourselves from the tower ruins, the deford ghost stood quietly at the entrance, staring at us. Its eyes full of emotions I couldnt understand. Hatred, resentnt, fear, envy, pleading? There were even more that I did not understand.
The both of us continued this staring contest for another few seconds before the apparition suddenly trembled, separating into 12 ordinary-sized female maid ghosts. When they had combined, they had 14 ghosts. Did this an that those two disappeared as I burnt that arm?
When we entered, we had 14 devils and now we only had , No.3, Big 1 and Nine-finger. How should I even describe this explorationwell, I guess we should first have a look in this bone chest.
No.3, give that bone chest.
Yes. No.3 gently laid the bone chest down onto the floor in front of while the other devils, including One-eye, ford a circle around and the chest. Well, they seed to be pretty interested. I guess we can have a look together.
Ah, opening chestsBrings back to the tis when I played World of Peacecraft. I used to love playing a thief; no matter what chests I encountered while grinding mobs, I could always unlock them. Such convenience.
Its been a long ti since I opened a chest. Should I go wash my hands first? Forget it, theres no water here. Plus, my hands are pretty clean. As I looked at the red skinned but surprisingly feminine pair of hands, I felt too tired to tsukkomi.
Sigh, what should I do about this body of mineforget it, its ti to open the chest.
The bone chest was locked but it was rely a latch that kept it. In a short mont, we managed to open it. There was no blinding light that spewed forth or so ominous change in the weather though. There was rely a book quietly lying inside.
It was a book made from a bunch of white bones and was 15 cm thick, 25 cm long and 20 cm wide.
There was no na on its front cover and as I flipped to the first page, the words that greeted were written in the language of the devils. The introductory paragraph stated that this was a magical tool used to learn Undead Magic. As I continued to flip through, I saw sections describing magical arts to summon zombies and skeletons. Further on, I found pages about dark alchemy such as using bones to construct basic weaponry. As I tried to turn another page, my head was suddenly struck with a splitting headache as if my psyche was spent and was on the verge of collapsing.
This book is scary!
Shouldnt this book be at the level of a divine tool?! Like those rocks
According to the book, mana did not possess any innate elental attribute. As for why so people were better at certain elentsit was because of their own elental affinity. So people were closer to the fire elent, and thus the fire elents responded better to their commands. This applied to all elents in general.
Which ant that as long as you had a magical art and the required mana, magic was possible. The difference caused by elental affinity had to do with the ti required to cast and the amount of mana required. For example, a person with high water affinity would be able to cast three water bullets with the amount of mana used by a person who had poor affinity to cast one.
Nows the ti to test my affinity for undead magic. I followed the magical art described on the book and began my first summoning. After ten seconds, I finally finished summoning my first undead. It was a ragged looking skeleton with several defects in its bone structure. As for the mana spent, it was two tis that of the darkness arrowas for that skeletonit was reduced to a pile of bones by the curious Nine-finger who decided to poke it!
&*^@! Its so weak! If this was Earth, I would bring you along to fake an accident. With that body of yours, one touch is enough! (TL: Faking an accident by bumping into person, car, bike etc. and then asking for compensation. In so cases, there will be an accomplice to accuse the victim of this scam. )
After spending twice the amount of ti and mana, I summoned a skeleton that was weaker than a goblinfailure, such a failure!
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