Chapter 83: What is my race?

Chapter 83: What is my race?

So we had to retreat. Since I forgot one teensy-weensy, but-ever-so-crucial, little, tiny detail. MANA. I truly thought with an incomparable innocence that it wouldn't be that much of a problem. Besides the utter stupidity of this, Oslo complained for three entire days. Three entire days, where at every second, he reminded me that his planet is his great peril and stuff like that. And while, yes, I acknowledge his misery, but no, he doesn't have to make me share that burden. Because he has no one else to talk about that since I am his Hero. It was a nightmare.

Anyway, three days later and with a total of 22 skeleton magicians, I reach once again the base of the Order of Krieg. And the spirit was constantly scouting for us the surrounding. So, the walls were fixed, and nearly everyone is scouting for my arrival. So the surprise attack, hehe, not a single chance. But the good thing is their lack of information about me. And the fact that they still think that they can hide away from me. Like those two tree-men, that are currently dead in front of me. I have a god watching you, you can't escape me.

The same method, I shroud the building with shadows and darkness but this time, I eliminate every remaining force outside. So goodbye to the mole, the two birds, and the rock. Quite frankly, they were really well hidden, I would not have thought that they were human in the first place. But no matter what they choose, they will be discovered, hunted and killed. After cleaning a bit around the dark building, we can finally enter once again.

But this time, have to be careful about the spells used. And if it has to be precise, I have to do it, since my MP pool is filled in less than six hours. Between three days and six hours, the choice is quickly made. Once again, I blast away the wall in front of me, hard to miss a shot like that. This time, however, no one died because of this. They learned about their past mistakes.

(Actually, it is empty, everyone is reassembled under the ground.)

Ah, ok. So let's reach the stairs. Are they waiting at the bottom?

(No, no the first floor, only at the second floor. But, this time, they have not a single crossbow, when you will reach this point, it will be a fight, a close quarter fight. And I can see already some mutate into gruesome monsters.)

Very reassuring, but what are they expecting with that, I mean, I have the higher ground, I will burn them if they come too close. I am not underestimating their powers, but what can they do, jump to us?

(Well, some are made of stone, some of iron, I see even two air elementals. So, your fireballs will be useless against this bunch, and only your acid will be able to kill them.)

Oh, WAIT? We are stupid, are we?

(You are stupid until you have proven me otherwise, but why are you including me in your plan?)

Because I am stupid. And I acknowledge that fact. I will strive to improve myself. Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

(Pretty much, yes. So try to aim at the stairs, and when I say fire, you throw an orb of acid. Three, two, two, two)

Not that again.

(FIRE!)

It almost takes me by surprise but I still obey Oslo. Shortly after, I can see my orb directly hit the head of the hunter, melting him completely. Except for the fact that Oslo has a real hard time visualizing the speed of an object, he is accurate with my power. I can hear a clamor coming from the stairs, I guess some were watching the progression of the human. And saw his tragic fate. That will probably prevent anyone from doing the same thing. Earning me some precious minutes.

(YES! Finally, someone has his eyes that are hurting.)

That's what you call a victory? Why do you scream that loud just for this?

(To be fair, I didn't even believe that your plague will do anything, so making some a little sick is very good. Not that I want to reduce your efforts, but they are hybrid, so trying to make them sick is really hard. You have to use something that will make even the creature they have fused with dying. And multiple humans can be turned into elementals that quite frankly, doesn't care about anything related to blood, like diseases or poisons. That's why I was very doubtful.)

Anything else besides that poor soul that choose the wrong creature?

(Yes, come are now coughing, but a minority still show no signs of anything. Especially the Chosen, with a name like that, a small plague is just a tickle for them. But for the rest, it is working, I can see someone with blood leaking from his eyes. More and more are falling, screaming for help. You can hear that.)

Yes, I can hear the sweet sound of a working plan. At first, it was still intelligible sentences, like a call, but then it turns into just gruesome sounds, the rale of a dying man. By now, the previous strong and powerful army is reduced to a small troop, but they are all the most resistant. The Chosen, those that have fused with something that can't be hurt by anything in my possession except my acid. Probably the fireballs of my skeletons will burn them, but I doubt. There is only one way to find that.

(They are coming, but they are careful. After that little gift from you, they won't charge, they will expect a trap. That's something you should have done, but since your orbs break on contact with something, it will be hard to set up an acid trap. And they have no information on the number of skeleton magicians you have at your disposal. So I would suggest a few walls of [Nightfall].)

Brilliant idea, I was thinking the same. What can blind men do against us?