Chapter 175 - Abyssal Foreigner (1/2)
She was actually not the Citizens of Gaia Citadel first hand when the night raid was commenced. Only by the morning she arrived at the Citadel, she was caught by numerous Cannon Yelper, rising both of her arms in fear. A tanomobi arrived at the scene and the moment when she thought that she would get rescued, Foel Mirage planted a rather strong slave formation upon her soul.
It was actually a lucky coincidence that Kuromaki Guda was actually not a Usurper at all. Because if she did, she would be murdered by now.
Just like all youkai, Guda harnessed a self strengthening method that was done by condensing a spiritual energy in her soul using all kinds of energy available near the practitioner. Only Youkai and the likes were able to do this because of their different types of souls.
Though they were still able to do a mana cultivation like how normal mortals do, some of them tend to be rather prideful and highly detest to copycat what humans do. Although not completely, they still used the same kind of spatial storage spell that most mortals utilize although the origin of that spell and how it even founded was still a mystery to this date.
By assimilating this spiritual energy, Guda could imitate the same spell casting process with a little bit of kicker and a different type of rules. Although countless spiritual combat practices existed within Neamh, Guda had been committed to her craft of utilizing a runic talisman ever since she met with a shrine maiden in her past self.
The fox caressed the hard plate of the Yelper's forehead. ”My treasures aplenty, dragon's heart, and titan's gem too~ Sadly, it took quite an effort to make someone throw a peek without being wary.”
”If that is so, may I come to bargain for what in the store?”
An unknown corrupted voice resonated within the fox's head without her seeing anybody in her sight. Left and right, the fox meticulously searched in every angle possible. Creeped by panic, Guda slid from the boulder and rushed to the nearby small glade. The Cannon Yelper followed because it still wanted some of the food that the fox had.
Shoving her soles to pivot, the Guda gestured her right hand onto a fox shape as a talisman manifested from the fox-hand's mouth.
”Ngeeaah! Show yourself!”
”Hmm? Why are you scared of your docile consumer?”
”I'm more used to handling a feral wolf than a cute bunny. Most of my former clients were as rowdy as a punk sound when a literal wall of death came onto their mosh pit of a tough crowd.”
The corrupted voice became even more creepier in tone as it fiddled with the fox's mind.
”That is rather specific for a sly fox like you.”
Guda then sprayed the ground around her with numerous protection talismans to create a forcefield of subconscious deterrents. A dome that affects people with a weak mind to avoid and walk away intentionally. It was the same kind of secret forcefield that she placed for her shrine.
But the one that she put on herself at this moment was in a larger dose than just a simple deterrent.