Chapter 1560 (1/2)

“Can you feel that? I’m getting the chills.” Randidly grinned as he spoke, completely invalidating his own words.

The sixth emotional attack was gathering below him. A veritable sea of grey eels of emotions mixed hypnotically in a slippery. On his level, a hulking mass of darkness was rumbling closer from the middle of the hollow spine. The emotional intensity it displaced could overwhelm the combined emotions of all three of his images. Yet Randidly couldn’t keep himself from laughing, his head raised confidently in the air. The noise echoed out in the murky darkness, a vivid counterpoint to the silence of the emotions.

As expected, the attacks had increased in intensity as time passed. The doppelganger was learning. The sense of danger had approached oppressive levels even faster than Randidly had expected. His eyes glowed as he looked downward. Then again, this thing is made of my flesh. Should I be proud it improved so quickly…? A real chip off the old block.

Again the Stillborn Phoenix keened softly in warning as its inhalation began to slow. Perhaps because it had rather constantly served as the frontline defenses in this inhospitable place, it now felt responsible for Randidly’s safety. But Randidly just waved his good arm. “Don’t worry. Today… today is special. Can’t you feel it in the air…?”

Randidly had resolved himself for today. The significance churning between himself and the doppelganger below wove together in thick, inscrutable currents.

The prolonged inaction had him panting for this fight. A month of sitting, watching the flows of Nether around him, incorporating emotions more fully into his images, and rather pointlessly earning Skill Levels saw Randidly greatly stabilize his Nether Nebula. At this point, he was halfway to completely recovering and his accumulation speed had doubled. The halfway mark took him a month to reach, but he would be completely recovered in a week. But also…

“How did you manage this, little me?” Randidly murmured as his eyes slide from the grey eels to the heavy, ominous shadows that were approaching from the central area of the hollow spine. Then he looked up. Above him, a spiky ball of emotions twitched and lazily spun. Randidly smiled widely up at that most unnerving threat. More than anything else, it reminded him of a deep-sea mine. Likely it wasn’t the main attack, but its constant approach would provide a larger and larger threat as the conflict continued.

“All these things are just emotions. Heh. To be outclassed by a shitty chunk of fat… frustrating.” Randidly continued to talk to himself. His lips twisted. He had continued to absorb emotional knowledge as he survived the previous attacks, but it wasn’t enough. Especially the fifth emotional attack… the doppelganger had reached a new plateau of power.

The Stillborn Phoenix faded as Randidly shook his head sorrowfully. His defenses had faded once more. His skin was exposed to the chaotic air. Randidly reached over and patted the wall next to him, almost fondly. “Well… this has been fun…”

An ominous rumble spread from the massive shadows that drifted closer to Randidly. They unfolded and twisted like massive stone rubix cubes. Soon some mechanism clicked into place and the chunks of emotion expanded into massive golems with hands large enough to squeeze Randidly until he popped. With a chorus of shrieks, the grey eels erupted upward. From the darkness below the primary grouping, three more such choruses emerged; wave after wave of these weaponized emotions had been prepared. It was a literal tide sweeping upward at Randidly.

Grim Intuition thrummed; these were all threats. The doppelganger was going all out to kill him. The imitation came to play.

“...but it has to end today,” Randidly breathed out and knocked his knuckles one last time against the bone wall. His grin widened. The corners of his emerald eyes crinkled. He looked over at his hand, ignoring the rush of emotions. “Am I really such a petty person…? This place is doing strange things to me. But I want what you have, little me. And today… I’m going to take it.”

His hand tightened into a fist. The golems had almost reached them. They stretched their wide hands toward him, the emotional severity of their constitution radiating out from them and applying an oppressive mental pressure. Right before they reached him, Randidly severed the emotional lifeline that had kept him tethered for the last month. He looked down toward darkness.

Weirdly, it seemed like the abyss beckoned, inviting him deeper.

Man is Proud, but the Chimera Takes.

Congratulations! Your Skill Man is Proud, But the Chimera Takes (L) has grown to Level 303!

As he accelerated downward, the Grim Chimera spread to cover his body. The golems grasping hands seized nothing. Randidly’s severed left arm condensed, becoming a massive gauntleted hand. Grey-black armor covered his upper body. Yggdrasil’s golden veins stretched through his person, pumping revitalizing energy through all of him.

Furious, those impotent golems smashed their hands against the bone wall and attempted to pursue. Powerful emotional ripples spread outward, but there was no chance that they could catch him.

The Nether content in the air rapidly increased. Randidly began to laugh wildly, enjoying the feeling of Nether and emotion parting in front of him. The grey eels froze for a second, surprised by Randidly’s response. By the time they twisted and began to swarm toward him, he had already reached their position. Randidly flexed the fingers of his right hand, which now ended in sharp points. His heartbeat was thunderous in his ears.

The Chimera Weeps, But Man Mourns.

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Randidly’s hand blurred into motion slicing and cutting back and forth to eviscerate all emotions in his Path. Within Randidly’s range, this Skill was unmatched in its indiscriminate slaughter. He activated the Skill over and over as he continued to pierce downward, buzzing through the middle part of the sea of emotional weapons like he was a meat grinder. The tumbling, spikey mine hummed in warning, while the large-handed golems roared their fury as Randidly opened up more distance between them.

But suddenly, Randidly slapped physically into an invisible barrier. His eyes widened. It didn’t stop him, but it slowed his descent immensely. There was a qualitative change at the line of 50% Nether content in the air. Suddenly it felt like he was swimming, rather than floating in the air. In addition, a wave of confusing information invaded Randidly’s senses. In a way very different way from Randidly’s experience with the Great Rift, this Nether was unified and resonating with everything within it.

Combined with Grim Intuition, Randidly was near blinded by the flood of information he was receiving. For a shard of time, he was stunned into inertia driven drifting. But just as quickly, a vicious sharpness returned to his gaze; Randidly had located his target.

In addition, as he had suspected, the drag from below almost doubled in strength. His Nether Nebula began rotating faster to steady his position.

Or maybe the sensation isn’t completely different… Randidly pursed his lips, his previous laughter forgotten as he angled himself for his new acceleration vector. In the Great Rift, I’ve felt something like this before… from those blue veins. But here, that phenomenon is everywhere…?

Randidly didn't give it much more thought; he didn’t have time to consider the situation deeply. With another smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, he glanced over his shoulder. He had perhaps annihilated 5% of this wave of grey eels as he forced his way through, with three more waves surging toward him at different angles. But the eels he had blitzed a path through were spinning around and head toward his back.

“This isn’t good enough,” Randidly muttered. He could escape, but he didn’t want to. Those golems were pretty intimidating, but these eels... The Implacable Price of Exodus.

In the darkness of the World Tree, a woman opened her eyes. Then she opened her mouth. Then, as the thousands of misshape hands that stretched from her back stalked forward, she began to scream.

Congratulations! Your Skill the Implacable Price of Exodus (M) has grown to Level 269!