Chapter 58: Man vs Chase

Chapter 58: Man vs Chase

Their pursuers caught up to them in the late afternoon.

Basil heard them coming long before they actually arrived. The rumbling noise of thundering war drums and the howl of wind instruments announced their arrival. Disturbed birds flew from the east, giving the party an advance warning.

Its not the best battlefield I could ask for. Basil checked the terrain one last time. A broad, shallow valley opened up before him. Alien wildflowers grew under the shade of stony hillsides. The steep slopes of a narrow pass rose a few kilometers away, its width barely large enough to let the Steamobile through. The road should join up to the national highway beyond this point, which would give Basils crew more space to maneuver. The pass will be the hardest part.

The rest of his team had taken up positions. Vasi flew on her broomstick to secure the sky and Plato hid under the cover of invisibility to act as an ace-in-the-hold. Bugsy and Shellgirl remained inside to manage the Steamobile's howitzer, with a crew of Fire Seeds occupying the vehicles windows with Kalashnikovs. Basil didnt put much weight on the low-level plants accuracy, but they could at least provide suppressive fire.

As for Basil himself, he rode Rosemarine with an entire arsenal stored inside his inventory and the bloodlust to make full use of it.

Here they come, Basil! Vasi warned from above. From our right!

How many of them?! he shouted back.

A dozen! So not the entire force. They have fliers!

As if on cue, their opponents showed up under the alien sky.

A squad of five winged white horses flew over the valley. A warrior in stylized armor mixing Greek hoplite and knightly aesthetics rode each of the pegasi; all of them wielded spears and javelins. A squad of centaurs rode under them with great longbows, their hooves crushing wildflowers as they stomped their way into the valley. Their fur was black as coal and their faces hidden behind red helmets.

SagitariusLevel 18 [Beast/Humanoid]Faction: Metal Olympus (Amnisiades)

The Pegasus riders, meanwhile, all had class levels in classes like Spearman, Cavalier, and even Shieldmaster. None of them reached level twenty, but the Bohens had lost too many friends to Players to underestimate them.

Basil assessed the situation. The fliers complicated matters, but he trusted his girlfriend to take care of the aerial force. The absence of vehicles in the raiding party, and the fact the sound of the war drums remained distant, indicated these soldiers were mere scouts.

Ill take the pegasi, you deal with the rest of them. Vasi snapped her fingers and magical energy gathered in the palm of her hand. Wanna see which of us can take out the most of them? The loser pays for the next date.

Challenge accepted, Basil replied with a bloodthirsty grin.

Can I play too, Mister? Rosemarine asked with enthusiasm.

Of course, dear. Basil summoned a potion from his inventory. Thick green ooze swirled inside the flask. I brewed this for you.

Let the reaping begin! Rosemarine shouted joyfully. A harvest of blood and guts!

Thats my girl. Basil tossed the potion in the air and Rosemarines tongue swiftly grabbed it. She devoured the flask whole and roared. Her muscles burst with new power as the elixir took effect.

[Mr. Hydes Performance Booster] buffed all of Rosemarines physical stats for ten minutes!

Rosemarine charged to the tune of Basils war cry. Fire at will!

The howitzer thundered and unleashed a projectile. A cataclysmic explosion tore two centaurs to pieces, leaving a fuming crater in their place. The pegasus riders swarmed Vasi while their landbound allies raised their bows at Rosemarine.

Basil licked his lips in anticipation. He always liked horse steaks.

Keeping his halberd stored in the inventory for later, Basil summoned an AK-47 and empowered it with a Corrosive Rune. He was never a good shot, but his Skill stat, which had steadily increased after many level-ups, improved his accuracy tenfold. One of his first bullets hit a centaur in the chest and slew him on the spot. A second shot an archers arm before he could return fire.

The other centaurs managed to cover the distance between Rosemarine and them. Their fiery arrows harmlessly bounced off the tropidrakes scales and Basil retaliated with a bullet volley, shattering knees and spraying guts all over the road. The dead centaurs crashed on the ground, never to rise again.

Damn it! Basil cursed. He couldnt manage a headshot even with an assault rifle! I got three and a half!

Vasi was too busy dodging javelins to answer him. She hastened herself to outpace the pegasus riders, moved above them, and then countered with a snap of her fingers. A mighty burst of wind and ice shards erupted from her hand. The projectiles tore off their mounts wings while the wind pushed them to the ground. The entire squad crashed into the valley to their death in the blink of an eye.

I got five, Vasi replied smugly. Ten, if the mounts count.

Nah, they dont! Basil grinned. Nice new spell!

New spells, plural! Vasi shouted back with amusement. That one isnt even my best yet!

Basil prepared to tease her a little when he heard Bugsy shouting from inside the Steamobile. Boss, I sense enemies at the front!

Basil turned to face the narrow pass before them. A jeep driven by a hoplite cosplayer had emerged from it. A second soldier stood on the roof with a rocket launcher pointed straight at Rosemarine.

Damn, they were trying to block the pass! Rosemarine

Ive got them, Mister! Particles of light gathered around Rosemarines petals, the unnatural starry sky above them glittering in response. Rosemarines strong Light affinity allowed her to benefit from the fields buff effect, even with the sun blocked from view. Sunbeam!

The Metal Olympus soldier opened fire first, a rocket flying out of his bazooka. A beam of light poured out of Rosemarines mouth and vaporized the projectile, the vehicle, the people aboard, and a good chunk of the pass. The tropidrake stomped the ashes of her enemies without slowing down.

Basil tensed up as the sound of war drums grew louder. He couldnt see much within the pass, but he expected the bulk of the enemy force to await them on the other side. His hands tightened on his AK-47.

Turn left when you exit the pass, Rosemarine, Basil ordered. Plato, are you still nearby?

Im waiting, his cat replied, utterly invisible. I hear them, Basil. Theyll catch up to us in minutes.

Rosemarine pulled the Steamobile out of the pass and onto National Road N21.

The hills behind them were swiftly replaced with a vast plain of abandoned farm fields, meadows, and the rare trees in-between. A damaged road cut through the landscape under an alien sky. There were no villages nor settlements to be seen around, except for a few crumbling ruins of old houses.

A Mad Max raiding party welcomed Basils party.

Cyclops ManeaterLevel 27 [Giant]Faction: Metal Olympus (Amnisiades)Harpy HuntressLevel 15 [Avian/Humanoid]Faction: Metal Olympus (Amnisiades)Artemis-Apollos [Huntress Moon] marked Rosemarine as the hunts target! Rosemarines chances of avoiding attacks have been halved for one hour, and her odds of suffering from a critical hit have been doubled!Artemis-Apollos [Apollos Boon] buffed his Strength and granted him the [Regen] beneficial status!

Seven I think? Basil said as a harpy fell onto the roadVasi was racking up quite the lead. Three bikers attacked from this side, each a duo with a driver at the front and an attacker at the back. The closest vehicle was a Harley Davidson with a gunner passenger at the back.

Basil raised his pistol but the enemy proved to be the quicker shot. A bullet grazed his chest and was barely deflected by his ankylosaurus scale armor. Basil pressed the trigger in retaliation. His projectile blasted off the attackers head and threw the corpse off the vehicle, leaving the driver defenseless.

Critical hit!

Finally! Basil had succeeded with his first headshot! Encouraged by his success, he rose to his feet atop Rosemarine, held his breath and leaped off the tropidrake.

The jump was risky, but rewarding. Basil landed on the Harley Davidson right behind the driver. The vehicle veered off tracks from the sudden shift in weight, but the biker managed to avoid falling off. He looked over his shoulder, his eyes widening in surprise behind his helmet.

What theAAHH!

Basil swiftly threw the driver overboard and assumed full control of the vehicle. The Harley Davidson thrummed between his legs like a wild, savage stallion.

Inspiration suddenly seized Basil. He stored his pistol back in his inventory and switched it for his flaming halberd. Then he raised his favorite weapon above his head, basking in the feeling of the cold autumn wind brushing against his face.

Perfect, he whispered.

Basil roared as loud as his Harley, halberd raised above his head.

He charged after the bikers harassing Rosemarine. The first of them he cut in half with a swing of his halberd, rider and motorcycle included. The second drew a sword and clashed steel with him.

Why are you so eager to die?! Basil snarled before swinging his halberd. Youre throwing your life away for a flying statue!

Once I slay you, the mistress will reward me! The swordsman shouted as he parried the strike. Shell finally love me back!

Basils superhuman strength caused the parry to backfire. The biker was thrown back by the blowback and crashed off the road. Basils respite didnt last long, for the truck that carried the cyclops to the Steamobile attempted to run him from behind. Rosemarine rescued him by gathering energy and blowing up the vehicle with another sunbeam.

Somethings wrong with these guys, Basil thought as he drove next to Rosemarine. Her body gathered light energy once more. They cant all be fearless fanatics.

Sunbath! Rosemarine shouted. Her body released particles of light, healing her wounds and curing Basil of his exhaustion. Mister, Im thirsty!

Here, but thats my last! Basil unstored another strength-boosting potion from his inventory and tossed it at the tropidrake, who devoured it whole. The enemy vehicles had been dealt with, though Vasi still struggled with the harpies and Plato couldnt knock down the cyclops off the Steamobile.

It was the enemy leader that worried Basil the most. So far the false goddess had stuck to exchanging fire with the howitzer from afar, occasionally disrupting the groups formation and empowering her allies. She was troublesome but not truly dangerous. Either Artemis-Apollo lacked Tamuras firepower or she was holding back for some reason.

Shes observing, Basil realized. Whereas Tamura threw summoned troops into the meat grinder without a strategy in mind, that fake goddess probed her foes defenses. Shes looking for a weakness and assessing our abilities.

The fake goddess finally found an opportunity. She glowed brightly and then multiplied. Basil could only stare in shock as the false goddess body divided like a cell into four different beings. They spread in a square formation and opened fire all at once.

The howitzer blasted one of the four goddesses to oblivion. The copys body faded away in a shower of light, but the three others hit the cannon all at once with exploding arrows of sunlight. Basil squinted as the world brightened on impact. The Steamobile shook and its cannon fumed. The howitzer didnt return fire again.

Bugsy! Basil shouted as the three fake goddesses started covering the distance between them and the Bohens. Shellgirl! Are you alright?!

Were alive, Boss! Bugsy shouted from inside the vehicle. But the cannon, its broken!

Forget the cannon! Shellgirl emerged from one of the Steamobiles windows and climbed up on its roof. Her tentacle-cannons fired ice projectiles at the harpies surrounding Vasi. Lets clear the skies before the competition arrives!

Help! Plato shouted as he leaped off the cyclops shoulder. His rapier had inflicted half a dozen wounds on the giant, but the monster kept thrashing around in a maddened rage. The cuts closed on their own and even the eye was slowly regenerating. The cripple is healing as soon as I hurt him!

Im coming, Mr. Plato! Bugsy burst out of the Steamobile through a window and swiftly coiled around the cyclops chest. Both roared as they brawled.

The three remaining copies of Artemis-Apollo chased after the Steamobile in a V-formation. Unable to identify the real one from the fakes, Basil slowed down his bike and approached the one on the right.

Basil Bohen, I presume? the woman asked from above upon seeing him approach. Although it sounded far more melodious than in Dismaker Labs board recording, Basil immediately recognized her voice. You and your dragon stand accused of murdering my brother Dionysus.

I didnt know you and the snake were related, Miss Hypathia, Basil taunted her back. That, or youre way into your character.

Oh? She laughed, her cold white eyes squinting in amusement. So you know the truth.

Yes, I know we should have exterminated all the nobles when we had the chance! Basil sneered. Im sure you didnt even work a day in your life!

Basil had read the files compiled by the French army on Dismaker Labs board. Hypathia Masters de Kemmeter had been a typical socialite before the apocalypse, the heiress of some Belgian old noble family and a UNESCO ambassador. Dismaker Labs had been one of the many companies in which she took shares, with apocalyptic results.

It is true I was a gentry once, but thanks to my hard work I have ascended to a higher level. She smiled at Basil, who felt a strange desire stirring in his spine. We dont have to fight, my boy. Im sure I could win your allegiance with the right offer.

Permanent [Charm] ailment

Basil saw red. Sorry, I prefer horns over wings.

Failed! It failed miserably! You shrugged off Artemis-Apollos [Sin: Lust] Perk!

Saddening. Hypathia snorted and raised her bow of light. Bah, I would have killed you anyway.

You remind me of a mermaid Ive met. Basil gritted his teeth in fury. Her retinues suicidal dedication suddenly made a lot more sense. She too was so popular that she had to brainwash people into following her!

I have ascended to the realm of the gods. Hypathia materialized an arrow of ice and fired it at Basils head. It is the duty of humans like you to venerate me.

I only believe in one God. Basil shattered the ice arrow with his halberd. To his worry, another copy was moving to threaten Basil and the last one floated above Rosemarine. His names are the Father, the Son

Basil stored his halberd and switched it with his rocket launcher.

And heres the Holy Spirit!

He pressed the trigger and set the sky ablaze.