Chapter 1083 (1/2)

Randidly pulled Zauna and Salazar along behind him while hurrying back to Iellaya’s camp as the noise above them grew increasingly loud. Every few steps he cast a glance up over his shoulder toward the darkening sky, where Lady Iellaya and Commander Terith frantically tried to shield their personal camps from the reign of Nether meteorites that were spewed out of the portal.

Their images were so monstrously large and strong that the reverberations rippled out down and pressed down against Randidly with enough violence he had to grit his teeth. But it was only the prelude for the damage that was about to come.

An unending stream of Nether corroded the air, rapidly increasing the visual variance. Even though it was too distant for Randidly to feel, his Nether Sensation tingled ominously.

The previously present teamwork between the two camp leaders instantly vanished as their individual interests were threatened. Not that they particularly tried to deflect the Nether bombs toward each other’s bases, but they concerned themselves solely with eliminated the attacks that threatened them.

Certainly there is enough fucking Nether to go around…

The meteors of Nether were enormous even from a distance. The came out in dense obsidian clusters, seeming to completely blot out a small portion of the sky. Suddenly, both of the Commanders didn’t have the spare attention to help each other.

Perhaps even more disastrous to their defensive efforts were the four remaining Nether tentacles that harried them while they struggled to destroyed the descending Nether. One continually harassed Lady Iellaya while the other three focused their efforts on completely tying down Commander Terith.

Randidly was rather surprised to see that the three tentacles were far from a match for seemingly possessed Terith. He began methodically cutting back and forth with his impossibly huge golden ax, forcing his way through to strike at the vast bombs of Nether that were careening down toward his base.

But even though both narrowed their focus, neither had much time to spare. When most of the black meteors were hit, they weren’t simply destroyed. They seemed to be designed so that the largest portion exploded and spread an intimidating amount of smaller Nether meteors into the surrounding air. And although these were “smaller” they still appeared to Randidly’s senses to the size of sports stadiums.

One of those landing on the base would not be pretty.

These meteors, too, were soon broken into pieces as Lady Iellaya avoided the miserable tentacle that tried to slow her down in the sky. Yet after they were destroyed, suddenly there were two dozen lumps of Nether the size of two-story buildings that were dropping down toward the camp. Randidly licked his lips and continued to hurry forward.

Lady Iellaya’s black wings swept left and right, avoiding the tentacle that was aiming to hold her down while ripping like a scythe through the Nether. But even if she managed to catch most of the larger portions, smaller ones began to whistle ominously as they made it through her defenses. Before she could address these human-sized bombs of Nether heading toward her base, Iellaya’s attention was pulled inexorably upward by the unending stream of Nether that blasted out of the portal.

Looks like this isn’t a one and done sort of scenario.

“We need to hurry,” Randidly said again as he turned back to his subordinates. “I don’t think the bombardment will stop for a while. Not until someone comes to help close that portal.”

As the group resumed their flight, the rumbling voice of Terith shook the air. “Do you think you can stop me? ME?!?”

The group of three ignored the fights above and hurried back into their own camp. Very quickly, they made their way through the thin pathways between tents while a warning bell began to ring across the camp. As the trio was hurrying past, several confused individuals stepped out of their tents and peered uncertainly around, trying to understand what was going on.

Luckily, the descending bombardment of Nether was quite obvious once the muffling influence of the tent was removed.

Around them, Randidly could clearly feel that the more powerful individuals were coming together and weaving a barrier of images above the camp that would handle the worst of the damage. Yet as they did so, Randidly could only chuckle with grim humor. Heh, guess it’s not so much of an advantage to have a body now is it? I hope you enjoy relying on your image to directly resist Nether like the rest of us who were torn from our natural bodies. Unless you went to take a hurtling blob of Nether directly to the chest...

With the screeching descent of the Nether above them reaching ominous levels of volume, the trio arrived back at their tent. Randidly gestured sharply for the other two to go within while he turned and looked up at the dim sky.

The Nether shooting down toward them was sporadic and small, but it still possessed quite a bit of power.

They must really be desperate after they lost all of the Nether Wells, Randidly thought with a frown. Or is this because of what the guard referred to earlier? Something that Commander Terith was able to steal? Which probably means that the ambush went well.

Both Zauna and Salazar were hesitating and Randidly aimed a glare at them. “You’ll get in the way. I need to concentrate. Get inside and make sure Yggdrasil isn’t disturbed. And if you fail to keep him safe…”

Randidly let some of the Grim Chimera’s cruelty creep into his expression. Salazar went pale, but even Zauna took a half step backward and wouldn’t meet his eyes.

Snorting, Randidly turned back and looked up toward the sky. His mouth began to curve outward. Show me how much you want to kill, Nether. And then I’ll show you how little your resolve means.

The specter of the Grim Chimera growled with pleasure as its influence unrolled itself into the surrounding area. Its two violent limbs reached up toward the sky and prepared to worship in the only way it knew how.