Chapter 637 (2/2)

Something snapped in Platton. It truly seemed that these fools would choose death over an easy survival. If that was the case…

He needed to aim for the true target.

In an explosion of smoke, he teleported forward to land next to the badly burned body that served as a mount for the beetle. The force of the concussive sound hit the ground behind him, and Platton hoped the rest had made it out of the way. The beetle clicked its teeth threateningly and the gaunt body lashed out with its hand. To Platton’s surprise, the blow was fast. Faster even than the larger puppets.

Although he raised his spear, his weapon was cracked in half and he was thrown sideways. All by a casual backhand.

Gleefully, the beetle buzzed, and a strange, melodious song rose amongst the Wights.

“Too loud. Wild Phantom’s Embrace… Counter, As the Sun Stills.”

BOOOOOOM!

There was a huge crash above where Platton had landed, and he looked up to see one of the large puppets stumbling backward. Its foot caught on a chunk of molten metal that had fallen from the geyser and it fell backward. There was a soft tap as a barefoot form landed next to Platton. He looked up and took the Ghosthound’s hand.

He was pulled roughly to his feet.

Platton’s eyes widened as he looked at the Ghosthound. The man’s hands were ripped to shreds. It looked like the force of the hit had ripped apart the membrane between the thumb and the rest of his hands. His fingers were twitching softly. Luckily, his living spear curled around his arm.

“Help Silo, that idiot doesn’t have the juice for this,” The Ghosthound said, shaking his head. Then, before Platton’s eyes, the Ghosthound’s hands slowly began to heal. Grimacing, the young man looked down at his hands and sighed. “This… will be difficult.”

“If you have this much power, escaping won’t be that difficult,” Platton said shortly, eyeing the rapid healing. “But if we want to strike a blow…”

“It was just watching until you attacked it,” The Ghosthound said quietly. The strange crown above his head seemed to throb with a restrained fury. The air around it distorted. “It’s playing with us. Perhaps… let’s not force the issue of whether we are a match for it quite yet.”

Platton nodded shortly, deciding not to point out that he had already realized this point. Instead, he turned and leaped off to help Silo. And it was true, the young man was being forced backward by the powerful sonic attacks of the large metal puppet. He was panting and bleeding, and that desperation was growing larger in Silo’s eyes.

As he moved, Platton spared a glance for Azriel and was surprised to see that the girl had turned into a streak of crimson that was dashing around the puppet and slamming into it. The large puppet was blurring into motion to cope, smashing its hands down to block off the avenues for the crimson streak to attack. But the streak just avoided the attacks and continued to slowly chip away the body of the giant thing.

These two…

And ahead of them, off to the side, Skarch was ripping through the common Wights like she was a warship cutting through shallow waters. Her attacks smashed back entire waves of the fools. They threw Psychic Poison, but as long as she maintained her momentum, they would break out of the encirclement.

So Platton’s attack focused back to one point as he looked at Silo struggling to avoid the powerful attacks of the large puppet. Letting out a breath, Platton stored his spear away and removed the small leather glove on his left hand. There, on the palm, there was a small chip of topaz embedded into his hand. As he prodded it with his consciousness, several notifications came up.

You have activated your Fate! You will not be able to activate your Fate for 24 hours after this moment if it becomes deactivated.

Your Fate is Level 2. Exposing your Fate to powerful opponents will increase its Level. But be careful, it is possible for the Fate to shatter. Current Benefits: Gain 1 Health for every enemy killed while the Fate is active, gain an additional 2 free Stat points per Level. Agility is increased by 10.

The power of the System fills you! Your Patron of Pollution has blessed you with her power. The Cursed Topaz on your body has formed into the Vicious Gauntlet. All attacks will now include the Skill Corrosive Touch (System) Lvl 16. This Level may increase with use but does not generate PP. Level is capped by the Level of your Fate times 10.

Corrosive Touch (System): The blessing of the System gained by tying your fate to the System. All attacks that hit an enemy will corrode their physical and mental forms. The stronger the form, the slower the effect is. However, as this is a blessing of the System, the power is great. Your ability to channel the System’s great Skill increases with Skill Level.