Chapter 767: Wasteland (2/2)
‘ding’ ‘You have resisted the ? of ч̼͔̭у̹̘̫̻ж͎̞̘̖͢о̧͕̜й̳̗̹̜̥̣ͅ. One Core skill point awarded’
For something that easy? She smiled to herself, firing her cannon once more. The shock wave hadn’t affected the clouds at all, meaning she aimed in the same vague direction.
Ilea watched the beam vanish into the darkness, storing the tool in her domain as she watched the creature move towards her. It sped up, clinging to nothing as it pushed its form through the clouds. Glimpses of eyes, moving flesh, spike covered tentacles, and dozens of mouths were visible as the thing crawled the hundreds of meters in a split second, appendages whipping out at her with speed enough to break through the sound barrier.
Ilea teleported out of the way, seeing the shock waves as her ears popped. She appeared and formed three shields, one spiked arm already next to where she appeared. The mass of a city wall impacted her with a velocity that was faster than sound itself. The shields slammed together and broke, her world spinning after she was struck.
Her organs, bones, and flesh strained against the impact as she was flung aside, flying several kilometers through the skies before she impacted the ground, a furrow of salt stone exploding outwards as she twirled, getting herself upright before she slid to a halt. She went to one knee and spat out blood, a grin on her face as her injuries healed. Incredible.
The mantle of ash reformed as she straightened, watching the creature crawl through the sky, reaching her in mere moments. Twenty beams of arcane energy were released at her solitary form standing on the ground.
She removed her gate near Riverwatch and instead set it right in front of herself, another one aimed at the creature. The beams vanished and reappeared, another screech resounding as the being was struck by its own powerful spells.
“Fuck you,” she sent in a one way message, forming a drill in front of herself as she charged her wings. Ilea shot out a moment later, speeding up as the shock wave went past her, mind shaking as she teleported past the fast moving appendages. More beams enveloped her, the golden barriers shattering before she impacted the flesh. The violent rotations and dense burning ash created a wild whirlwind of flesh and blood, a large chunk of matter ripped away and set alight before a tentacle reached in with blinding speed and grabbed the burning ashen form.
Embered Heart released, the explosion of heat and near white flame burning away another few tons of flesh, the tentacle itself retaining its firm grip as her form was squished, muscle tearing and organs squashed. Bones ground against each other as she was compressed, a teleport bringing her out of the grip far later than she would’ve wanted. As soon as she had reached the being, the frameworks became more than a little confusing.
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Ilea teleported once more, her bones cracking back into place as her organs reformed. She remained too close to the creature, several of the tentacles striking at her. She managed to dodge four before one of them got her. This one from above.
She was sent straight down, the impact resounding through the vicinity as she was partially splattered. She coughed up blood and bits of her lungs, seeing with one eye as more beams were fired her way. She redirected them the same way as before, unable to smile yet with her splintered jaw. Not a priority for her healing. A split second later she teleported away, one of the large as a house appendages slamming into the ground where she had just lied.
“So very aggressive,” she murmured, touching her jaw as her mantle reformed once more. She watched the screeching creature of flesh in the pale skies of Kohr, its tentacles whipping through the air as it moved in incoherent patterns, ripping out chunks of its own burning flesh to throw aside.
A beam of Embered Heart lashed up and enveloped an incoming appendage. It hardly stopped before it struck the ground, Ilea already gone, more of its form now covered in the fires of creation.
She formed a set of thirty spears, setting them all alight before she sacrificed a few thousand of her health into the flames. Sending them out, she watched as the appendages slapped away the projectiles, some blasted by arcane beams, her ranged attack easily deflected.
Ilea dodged a few more appendages, the impacts sending large chunks of rock flying, debris still in the air from the previous strikes. She could feel the void pressure manifest all around her, the spell sucking inwards as she tried to teleport away, only managing to get off center by a few meters. A strange sound reverberated as the entirety of the area was sucked into nothing, the power rippling through her form as she was flung aside, impacting a nearby outcrop of stone before a large tentacle swatted down. This time she could teleport, right back to where a large sphere had been ripped out of the ground.
Impressive power, she mused, flying backwards as she tried to stay away from the ridiculously fast moving appendages. The creature wasn’t above level two thousand, but it was higher leveled than the corrupted sand elemental at least, one seven or one eight. Which meant she could now at least survive against creatures in the leagues of the Daughters of Sephilon. Ilea grinned as she teleported through the many attacks and beams, sending some back at the screeching creature. The void attacks continued sporadically, the sheer force of the combined attacks ripping through her insane defenses with ease, and yet she recovered. Time and time again.
I’ll come for you soon enough, Meadow, she thought, yet again drilling her way into the innards of the large monstrosity. This time she even managed to rip through an eye. She tried to avoid the tentacles coming in to get rid of the invader but other than sending out a bit more burning ash, she couldn’t avoid the fast moving limbs.
Once again she was crushed before she escaped, one of her ribs sticking out of her throat when she appeared yet again. She simply showed it back in, the wound closing right after, her organs settled once more, those squashed healing quickly. Limited body of flesh my ass. Ker Velor would already be bits and pieces of metal if he faced that thing.
She circled the being in a wide arc, most of the cloud now gone as it trashed around and screeched, beams of arcane energy flashing up as it crawled through the air, Ilea twirling and dodging, teleporting, and redirecting, some of the spells enveloping her, golden barriers and ash eating up most of the powerful beams. She was flung aside with another surge of void magic, the air sucked out of her lungs as she was sent twirling through the air. She teleported when a limb lashed out towards her.
Then again, why would a mere Ascended fight something as powerful as this being? She grinned and formed another drill, heat charged within her as she sacrificed her health to increase the power of her flames. She charged her wings and space magic, flying into the thing with gates and teleports to avoid its flailing defense, the pulses of void and mind magic barely slowing down her approach. Golden shields shattered, defending against the beam of arcane magic right before the eye exploded in a gory mess, ripped through by the violently spinning ash drill. A beam of heat and energy burned into the creature from within. Ilea raised her hand and made a fist, the space magic gripping a random portion of flesh before it was squished with a squelching sound, blood and innards violently shaken before she was removed from the massive form.
Her perception of time slowed as her brain was about to burst, Primordial Shift activated as she was stabilized, powerful fires enveloping the limb of flesh and bone around her.
The monster screeched, a dozen strikes of sound breaking flesh walls slammed into the immobile being of space, flesh, ash, and white flame. She remained anchored in the fabric, even the surge of void magic unable to rip her away into nothingness.
Ilea refused. Thousands of times had she faced these types of magic. Even the Meadow could no longer displace her without difficulty. What was a monstrosity of flesh against what she had trained for? Just a beast. A tumor born of magic, left to roam the nothingness of Kohr, to kill and consume. The bits of flame and flesh vanished, Ilea teleporting back and away as she let her mana recover from the costly spell.
She bathed in the beams of arcane energy, absorbing a large chunk of the mana as her form refused to be eradicated. Just another Drake. She grinned, excited for the hunt for the first time in weeks. Her eyes reflected the bright flames now enveloping a fourth of the enormous creature, its large wounds only closing slowly, many of its tentacles occupied with ripping out the burning flesh, unable to extinguish the fires of creation that brought her a constant stream of health and mana. She took in a deep breath and smiled, Monster Hunter coming out in a challenging roar, the sound rippling over the devastated landscape of Kohr, no demon or mind weaver with a shred of self preservation answering the call of Lilith.
Ilea watched in awe as a massive spell formed around the being of flesh and void, its entire form twirling before it was sucked away into nothingness. The remaining clouds and air nearby was sucked in, the sound louder than her roar. She smiled and flew closer, serene stillness returning to the region. Oh, dear monster, only I am allowed to do that. Ilea saw the very fabric, the thin and weakening line remaining before she grinned and latched on to the recent teleportation spell. You won’t escape Lilith, wielder of the Azarinth Star.