Chapter 123: Star Fall (6)

Chapter 123: Star Fall (6)

Deep into the night.

The mutes that had been patrolling the tops of the Pelas castle walls thought they saw something strange. They already caught all of the living organisms in the area and fed them to the Queens clone, but it looked like some weird orc-looking thing passed by its eyes.

Kraggk! Kakgh!

When a slightly hazy figure appeared again in front of its cat-like eyes, the mute did not hesitate to jump down from the castle wall. This was the place where Mothers subordinate had settled down. Not even a single hair of it shall be harmed.

It thought that it was a little weird that its brothers did not answer its call no matter how loudly he alerted them, but the mute pounced off the ground when it saw the hazy figure get further away. Its legs, which were a combination of several different animals, made it able to run on the ground with powerful strength, and every time it stepped foot on the ground, it could feel a growing gratitude and respect for Mother.

For Mother, kill Mothers enemy!

The walls were already at a distance, and the branches that collided with its body broke like twigs, but for some reason, the hazy figure of the orc lingered in front of it, just an arms length further away from its reach.

Krrrg! A little more. I will catch that thing, shred it to pieces, and swallow it in one

Schlt!

That was the mutes final thought. The silver claws that had been waiting for it behind a tree had silently sliced off its head.

Revealing his silvery pelt in the moonlight, Borka spoke as he wiped off the blood on his claws.

Eight. Youve got an interesting talent there, troll.

Grwuh. Fishing is fun.

That should be the last of the ones with good eyesight within the range of my sensory weakening magic. It was hard to believe what Professor said but they really do not seem to be the average monster swarm, looking at how systematic their guard is. There are eight with bright eyes patrolling the castle walls, which you and Notum just eliminated. And

When Aldrich waved his hand, a group of mutes looking blankly up at the sky appeared from a bush in the corner.

I do not know how they knew, but there were eight that started to shake and escape every time you killed one. If it wasnt for Nell, whom I sent out just in case, then the plan might have been ruined already.

Wuuurh. Ghost oldie. Dont take that out. It scary.

Hm? Ahh, I told you, dont worry about it. He might look like this, but Nell is extremely nice and tame

Crunch!

Kragck, crackle! Craackgk!

Just then, one of the mutes that had been blankly staring up at the sky floated up to the sky, then started to disappear chunk by chunk like it was being bitten into like a fruit. The corpseno, the remainder of the corpse, which was only the two feet of the muteplopped down from the empty sky.

child.

Gwuhhh. Cap.

I think you should relearn the meaning of some words.

T-there are still seven left, so there shouldnt be any problem with the operation! It seems that Nell is a little impatient after coming out for the first time in a while, so lets quickly start!

As the soul jar on Aldrichs started to shake, a quiet sound of a bell rang out.

When the souls that no longer had a body started to enter the empty bodies one by one, the seven mutes slowly started to walk back towards the city.

Borka will start to move when the moons at its highest. Its going to take some time for the mutes to come this way, so we should get started. Mage Ottman, are you ready?

I have been ready but the question is whether it will really work like you planned. If it fails, then you will die immediately.

Dont jinx it like that. Magic doesnt work when you dont have certainty. Lets believe that it will certainly work.

Located on the completely opposite side of the North Gate from where Borka, Notum, and Aldrich were located, Gyosu was starting to warm up in front of the South Gate.

[Vessel, just a heads up, but your bodys strength has been improving as much as you got hurt. If you use a full punch like you did in the past, youre not going to burst just your arm, but your shoulder, ribcage, and collarbone too.]

Because of the infective agents, his body could be consumed if it was completely healed. So even while they traveled all this way, he maintained a workout routine that tore his muscles and broke his bones. And on days when they didnt have the time, he asked Borka to shred his back up.

[Keehee. His expression was hilarious.]

He wouldnt believe me no matter how many times I told him I was used to the pain. He only helped out after I pulled out a big rock and started to slam it down on my thigh.

Honestly, he was a little worried when he first came into the game. When he was playing consistently, he got used to the pain that would literally make his eyeballs pop out, but after being outside for so long, he was concerned that he would need to get used to it all over again. But what do you know? It was even easier than before to deal with the pain.

Even if it is the effect of [Pain Reduction (Med.)], it doesnt make sense that an open fracture feels like a small sprain Did the experiences from the Dome affect the gameplay?

He did have a suspicion. His left arm in real life. A detached feeling that was completely different from the foreign feeling back with just the fingers. He tried to separate the wounded areas feeling from how that arm felt, and it actually felt like the pain was halved.

[I told you. You have a habit of thinking that your body is human. Remember that feeling. Itll definitely help you use your body.]

Clack! Ckgk! D-dgk! Clck!

Enough side-tracking. I could hear Ottman making hand motions behind me.

I asked him for the biggest, flashiest attack he had, even if its the last one hell be able to make. Lets see the results of a Level 5 mage thats sacrificed their attack magic, shall we?

[Come, my love.]

The moment Ottman started his chant, the air around them instantly became humid to the point that it was hard to breathe.

[The ocean, some will feel vastness among thou. Some humility, and some courage. However, I feel love. No matter how much thou were swept away, the relentless love to kiss the shores. My heart had been stolen by a love incomparably longer than any other in the world.]

Shwoooo

He could hear it. The waves and salty breeze of an ocean that is impossible to hear in Rodrick, a plain surrounded by snowy mountains in the north and a border in the south.

Ottmans magic was closer to an earnest serenade than a chant.

[My love, wrapped in the warm arms of the land. Please provide empathy for this old man in hopeless love. Until the day I reach my grave, please continue your footsteps for that single, shining kiss, oh dear Ocean]

Shwoooo

Deep into the night. The full moon shone brightly upon the city and forest under the dark skies, along with the massive wave that appeared in the middle of it.

[Ottman Bodlairs Life of a Water Mage.]

As if wishing to be embraced by that wave, Ottman raised his hands high into the sky as he spoke to Professor.

You asked for me to attract the attention of the enemy, correct?

Almost in a daze, there was an affection close to respect in the mans eyes as he stared at the wall of water.

In my younger days, when I first saw the ocean with my own two eyes, I realized that for the rest of my life, I will live alone, bound to that moments glory. I will share the experience of that day with them. The glorious moment when I met the most beautiful being in my life.

The mana that had been flowing out of Ottmans body like a calm river turned into a current and spread out into the sky.

A tsunami crashed down on the city.

I-I mean, I did ask for the biggest one he had

But I didnt know it would be that big.

While catching Ottman, who fainted with a happy smile on his face after causing that tsunami, Professor struggled to comprehend the scene that was unfolding in front of him.

A dark night. And a wave that reached the skies, swallowing the entire city under the glowing moonlight.

Even with the game logic of GG, this was a ridiculously unbelievable sight.

- professor : oh yeah, it looks a little different

- BDSM3rdOpenRecruitmentCandaditeRep : Im positive! The Chavalier is a command-combat mute that is able to send simple commands and recieve reports! Since theyre able to use brainwaves, if they plant a special part of a mute, then it should be possible to plant it into the brain of the mute like that and make it talk directly! There isnt an identical case, but there was a similar type of mute that appeared in Rank 27 Player thomasTRAINs stream.

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Then, that means the mutes have been maintaining this place using telepathy.

He had a feeling. The way they set up mutes with sharp eyes on patrol and made them use torches, a much too human way of defense for mutes. He was a little puzzled that not a named but a Rank 3 mute was able to set it up like this, but the story changes if someones ordering them from afar.

Planting and controlling the high-rank mutes with communication devices, and controlling this entire game was

The bastard that screwed me over.

You must be pretty darn busy. Popping up here and there.

Kgggrkskkkkgkkegk, kreekkk!

It must have understood the innuendo in Professors tone, as it laughed in response.

I would saylikewissskgk! To you. Since you neeekgk! To fight yourself instead of those useless humans.

Itsreally friendly??

Aside from its disturbing voice, its tone almost felt like they were considerate of our side.

Whoosh!

The Chavalier with a bug planted in its head spread its arms open like announcing the start of the party.

I wished to meet on the battlefield. But thissgk! Fate. Always wanted tokreeek! Meet you!

Aw, I also wanted to meet you and shove my fist through your

Father.

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What?

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- takealook : wut?

- Undam_undam : Father?

- Nutriagena : Is this some kind of reverse Darth Vader moment? Like Im your son?

- Noru_is_druig : Queen! Give birth to a human child!

- BDSM3rdOpenRecruitmentCandaditeRep : Afdhgksk

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The mute that made Professor fall into confusion with just one word then placed its hand against its chest and elegantly bowed down.

From now on Iskkkkg! Palcatus of the Morning Star will serve you. Fath

Aghhhh! Shut up! [Blood Shot]! [Blood Shot]! [Blood Shot]!

Bang! Bang! Baang!

There is much time to speak in the future.

After parrying away the shots with its spear, the black mute commanded the troops that surrounded Professor.

[If possible, capture him as unscathed as possible.]

Thumppp!

Grwuhhhhhhhhh!

As if they were waiting for that command, the mutes, who had been burning with hatred towards humans, started to charge towards Professor all at once.

Damn it! What the f! Were canceling the buy time plan! Ill kill all of them, or at least that bugged bastard!

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- Noru_is_druig : You know that right? Strong denial is..

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Shut up! I didnt! I didnt do it!

Schkkk!

Looking at the swarm of mutes in front of him, Professor scratched his front arm open with his nails. The weak flesh ripped open, and blood started to flow out of the deep wound.

The hand drenched in that blood started to create signs.

The thumb represents the most important thing. Fold once to represent instinct.

Use the index finger that represents command to wrap around the thumb, representing that instinct obeys command.

And by keeping the other three fingers straight to create the image of a shield. A magic created from the most basic instinct, the survival instinct.

Hand signs are only a means of framework. The activation of magic is, in the end, based on the awakenings and images of the user!

It was his first time, but he was certain that he would be able to do it. The awakening of acceptance made it possible for him to use blood in his magic.

Blood. The strongest memory left from his life. Since magic is the manifestation of the mages image, this cant be just a coincidence.

Psshhhk!

According to Professors will, blood spewed out of his arm like a fountain.

The blood spread out like mist, combined with his awakening of repulsion, then slowly started to settle down on his right arm and shape into form.

Origin Spell. [Blood Armor]

On his right arm was a blood-red gauntlet, created from the maximum potential of his current magical capacity.

Clank.

After opening and closing his right hand a couple times, Professor turned around and swung his right arm directly at the face of the mute, which had its sharp teeth aimed for his throat, and pinned him down to the ground.