Chapter 43 - Tuli The Underworlder (1/2)
Above the mountainous domain, there were two sources of great mana. Their glare upon each other wasn't the brightest kind.
One of them sat on a throne, cradled by a sentient cloud. The tall mitre was held in place upon the head of a young woman. Her questionably skimpy outfit painted in a color of blackish jade revealed that she didn't come from this continent, or maybe this plane of existence at all. Her eyes fiercely judged the other woman in front of her.
The judged woman held tightly onto her scythe. She was none other than a Hellspawn from the underworld. Her neck-length silver hair was blown by the wind. Blackish grey skin with a dark schelar, her sky blue pupils were wondering which direction she would face because of the pressure given by the person in front of her. The eyebags revealed her to be a hard worker in a dilemma, and how she got into this situation was severely complicated.
Two more portals appeared beside the cloud throne, each of them spawn a battle puppets in the form of a humanoid three times the size of the hellspawn. The pulsating core on their chest emits an energy with the wavelength of a cultivator at the Alcazar Establishment level, a stage higher than the Alcazar Foundation phase.
'Why did it come to this…'
An Alcazar Establishment phase is a stage where a mana cultivator manages to establish their Alcazar, creating a stable foundation to nurture their miniature realm. Only by gathering more insurmountable mana to combine the World Catalyst into their 'Alcazar Core', they could expand their realm more. This is the second most fruitious stage as numerous entities with many benefits will be spawned.
Hence, the massive power gap between the Alcazar Foundation stage and the Alcazar Establishment stage. Those battle puppets were as strong as a cultivator that could possibly lift up an entire mountain.
The hellspawn conjured numerous creation spells' circuits. She then covered herself with thick plated armor from jaw to toe. Wafting the sky in a prepared position, she enhanced her dreadful scythe with a sharpening and durability enhancement.
”Tsk,” clicked the lady on the throne, she was so agitated that her veins could be traced visibly on her big forehead. ”I wasted so much mana just to chase you from Dis to Neamh. Tuli, can you just not resist and fucking pay your taxes!?”
”I TOLD YOU THAT I HAVE NO 'HEL' LEFT! I USED IT ALL TO PAY MY DEBT!”
”THEN JUST SELL YOUR BODY, DAMMIT! AND STOP GAMBLING ALL OF YOUR POSSESSIONS AGAIN!”
One of the battle puppets rushed as it hurled its punch. It then clashed with the thick armor as it left a crack on the exterior layers. Fighting back, Tuli replied with thousands of slashes.
Surprisingly, the battle puppet was able to fend each slice with its flurry of punches, forcing them into a comical stalemate.
The other doll joined, as it also unleashed a massive flurry of punches at the speed of sound.
The hellspawn immediately conjured another scythe, actively running away as she tried to stay alive from the tax collector's goons.
”What kind of battle puppets are these!?”
”I'm glad you asked.” She smiled. ”Their bodies were tempered within a grade nine furnace, fueled by the cosmic starfire. Their core was cultivated from the darndest of asteroids— wait, where is that brat?”
Within the sliver of luck she had, she managed to create numerous clones to fend off the cracked battle puppets
Tuli found herself hiding within one of the unknown caves of one of the highest mountains. Curious, she felt an abundant amount of energy within the deeper part of the elongated tunnel.
Hiding herself with numerous concealment formations for every sense. It didn't let the smallest of sounds of her burly armor slip on each movement she took.