Chapter 633 (1/2)

For whatever reason, the arrival of the fog cheered Silo up. Randidly just looked at the approaching fog bank gloomily. First constant rain, now fog? This Southern Domain was a humid nightmare. It did slowly push his Child of Rain Skill up, but still...

“Haha, believe me, this is our good luck,” Silo announced. “Just trust me. When have I steered the group wrong?”

Randidly wanted to disprove the other man, but as he sorted through his memories of Silo, he hadn’t really led them wrong per se…

...it was just like Silo was having a conversation with himself that really had no basis in reality so there wasn't any context to use as criticism. In terms of actual results, very little of what had occured over the past week was the result of him…

The cloud of fog slid over the group. With a frown, Randidly noticed his Health was slowly ticking downwards. This… was not normal fog. An attack from the Wights?

Through the murky fog, Randidly saw Silo walk to the shoreline and speak. “Sergeant Platton? We’ve been looking for you. My name is Silo, and we-”

There was a loud shriek from nearby on the water. The Wights were coming, huh?

Snorting, Randidly leaped several feet to the side. Around them, the fog was slowly dispersing, but he wanted a better shot than having their forms obscured. Although he could feel the wights through the wood of their boats, it was less than ideal. He pointed towards the attackers with a twisted smile.

“Incinerating Bolt.”

Several bolts streaked outward and struck the oncoming boats. The hyperdense bars of superheated metal instantly ripped a hole in the boats. Oftentimes, this was accompanied by a scream and a burst of steam as the superheated metal impacted the water. It was honestly quite satisfying.

But as the smoke dispersed further, more of the river was revealed, and Randidly began to frown. There were an awful lot of Wights coming. At least 20 small boats, some with as many as two dozen Wights. Where had they all come from…?

Well, at least it gave them a good opportunity to gather more energy into the Soulstone. Because it was closest, Randidly reached out and grabbed the wood of the boat they were using to travel from one island to the other. It was much less taxing to manipulate plant matter that was on hand than reaching out and grabbing these oncoming boats.

It was slightly tricky, but Randidly morphed the boat into a strange, six-legged death machine, bristling with spines and long thorns. Then he willed the creature to move. It swimming ability was sub-par, but there was an added benefit of Randidly’s attack appearing just like driftwood as it silently approached.

Firing off a few more Incinerating Bolts, Randidly looked over his shoulder at the rest of the group. Silo was talking animatedly with a stern-faced man who got off the front of the boat. As long as they remained here, it was fine.

His attention turned back forward, and he frowned. There must be a current in the area because the boats that were approaching were suddenly much closer.

But that also meant that Randidly’s surprise was very near to the enemies.

Dun.

The wood made a soft noise as it bumped up against the largest boat. A nearby Wight paused at its strange chanting and leaned over the side of the boat to investigate the noise. For a second, it looked over the edge of the boat and only saw some useless driftwood floating in the water beneath its own reflection.

Then a thorned spear shot upwards and wrapped around the Wight’s spine. With a swift yank, the thing’s body cracked and tumbled helplessly into the water. An immediate cry rose on the boat, but Randidly’s wooden thorn horror was already skittering up onto the deck. Above six legs sharpened to points, tentacle-like vines populated with dense vines slithered in the air. As they saw it, dripping and wiggling, the Wights seemed frozen with indecision.

Then the plant matter monster's limbs began to lash outward, ripping apart the bodies of nearby Wights. Although it was difficult, Randidly was slowly becoming more adept at controlling non-human avatars. His experience started in the root clones he had originally used to practice the spear. These past few months, Randidly had utilized his Lava Golem than any plant form, but the basic premise was the same.