Chapter 467: Little Boethiah (1/2)
The desert land of Hammerfell was a source of inspiration to ht land that always bathed in sunlight covered under thick layers of gloo
It is as if the world has lost its colors and became paler and paler Even the heat of the desert went away replaced by the cold winds carrying the stench of death
”Jon, have you found any survivors?” Mirren called
”No Everyone was slaughtered way before I got here” Jon said as he checked with a [Detect] spell
”fucking Oblivion! They didn't even spare young kids” Mirren looked at child's corpse with a grim face
Jon and Isha felt a iven They know that because they bore such a crirate the Corpses” Priestess Aranea spoke frorate theive theht, Jon?”
Jon didn't reply and looked aith a soleer an option The Soul Snare spell doesn't just glooain” Aranea said
As it seemed, this spell is rating the dead but he just had to do it Those who died would rather turn into white ash just like that and scatter with the wind instead of rising again in agony as zouard to start burning the fallen as Aranea s but it was the only choice
No one wanted to die under the effect of the Soul Snare
”What have you found from the prisoner you took?” Aranea asked Jon
”Not much Most operatives of the Worm Cult were pulled from all the Worm Cells around Ta is that this Soul Snare matrix wasn't their Plan A” Jon said
”What do you ether, their Plan A was to power up soment of Azura that I freed from the Ghost World Now that I have disturbed Plan A, Plan B was put into action by gathering as many souls as they can That's why they used the Soul Snare” Jon said
”I sort of get it” Aranea said ”So, the Worm Cult lost their source of power and now are violently looking for a new one”
”Yes They always acted quietly but their i” Jon remarked
”What is that?” Aranea seehts but Miranda spoke
”They are running low on tireed, ”They have a certain time limit they are committed to If we disturb them as fast as we can, we can foil their plans”
The atmosphere started to become more serious by the second Stros M'kai was just a small island but it was filled with Necro the Worm Cult plans is way easier said than done
A few hours passed after the slaughtered village events Aranea led the teaht towards Saintsport
Saintsport is a small settlement located on the southern tip of Stros M'Kai It contains a port, a lighthouse, and the Square of Leki, a large shrine dedicated to Makela Leki The toas named in honor of Leki, Saintess of the Spirit Sword
The toas fortified by the local militia after the events of the undead outbreak Thanks to the port this village has, they ed to provide themselves with food and water from the mainland and even received a e chief was the one leading the defense but soe with soe froained soe chief had to listen to the about thosethee with a bald head and a weird appearance She had tattoos on every inch of her body She wore bracelets and anklets of gold as well as a light robe of yellow, brown and red lehenga choli-like dress
That child let up a brazier of fla in front of the fla in incoe in the world but from words she alone made up and understood The more she dances, the more frenzied the monks around her dance and the more they beat their drums and chant around the fla at them from afar didn't approach or act hostile towards thee many times in those five days
Every time the undead showed up, the local militia was ready and that's because of the child She would always predict any undead raid
The refugees that came to the toere always suspicious of her and some even complained but the locals were really overprotective of the child that can be considered their lifeline now
At the end of the fifth day, that child started shouting and screaain She fell off and stood up in actions that defied physics and kept speaking
”The south! He comes from the south! He comes from the south! He is here! The south! Clear for hi!”
The child's voice felt as if the devil was possessing her throat and speaking through it The village chief who heard her ran to the south with his irlin full ar on his shoulder and a cloak not ht thata irls with sliroup approached the toith another layer of gloole member of the local militia perspire beads of cold sweat
Those people were by no s like those are probably monsters who just walked out of a battlefield The survival instincts of those militia members told them not to move, not to act, not to react
Jon walked in by lifting the barricade around the village entrance with Telekinesis and walking past siive the living much trouble now that we cleared the area around Rest well for the night”
The man in Ebony said that he took care of the undead that were terrorizing Saintsport just like that On any day, this e and they would throw him a celebration near the shrine of the saintess but the ht for any sort of celebration
”Th- Thank you, Sir” The Village Chief thanked him but the man didn't ask for a reward and headed inside
In the village square, there were refugees and so their own business when all stopped to see what e In times like these, people must be warier of other people more than monsters and threats Thieves and Marauders thrive in ti hardshi+ps
Thankfully, the band of warriors didn't seeroup of evildoers
Jon felt the unrest in the villagers' eyes but his Aura was hard to suppress especially after killing those Necroloomy weather only made his mood murkier
It was then when he spotted the child covered in tattoos and dancing in front of the flairl moved seemed comical and lifted his spirit a lot
”I know that dance” Jon said