Chapter 755: Within the Nerosal Ruins

Chapter 755: Within the Nerosal Ruins

Setting conditions to the Order of the Seven Moons wasnt a wise move in most circumstances. Being a mage somewhat put things on an even footing, though not quite. It was only when the request was so insignificant from the orders point of view that it didnt ruffle feathers. Depending on the circumstances, it could even be viewed as a positive.

Dallion had made his involvement subject to three conditions. The main was that no one outside of the order be made aware of the deal. This was seen as reasonable from all sides and immediately guaranteed through another Moon vow. The second was free access to the copyette ruins beneath the Nerosal. If nothing else, that was the location of the magic vortex. Regardless if it was related to Adzorg or not, Dallion wanted unfettered access to it. Given events in the past, the request posed a bit of alarm, but was ultimately fulfilled.

The last condition was a bit trickier. It had taken a lot of convincing, but ultimately, Dallion had managed to obtain another vow that upon the successful completion of his mission, Adzorg not be killed. In addition, the Order would help Dallion remove his own curse, or at the very least tell him how to do it. Since they had experience in the area, it was unlikely to present a problem. On his part, if Dallion failed to stop the rise of a new Star, hed be facing greater issues than the Orders bad side.

None of Dallions guardians said a word as he made his way to the citys arena. In truth, he himself wasnt thrilled to be going there. That was a place that the general frequented, and the man was still owed one favor.

I wont be visiting him, Dallion said, sensing the tenseness within his realm. Besides, Im a mage now.

You know as well as me that he wont let that stand, the armadil shield said. You wont be the first mage to owe someone favors, making him a lot more eager to collect.

There was no denying that. As a precaution, Dallion cast an invisibility spell on himself as he entered the arena. With the festival over, and unlikely ever to occur again, the place had become alarmingly empty. All the Priscord family banners had been removed, along with many of the statues and portraits. One could get the unmistakable feeling that this was a foreclosed building awaiting new owners.

A few city guards were scattered about the vast corridors, just in case someone unwanted tried to steal anything of value that was left. Sealed doors and stairways ensured that no one could freely venture into the lower areas, but for a mage that didnt present any challenge. Even without flashy or destructive spells, Dallion had picked up a few ways to enter a place without the use of doors or other openings.

Upon reaching one of the entry points, Dallion drew his harpsisword and tapped it on his boot. The blade vibrated, allowing him to seamlessly stick it through the wall, then extend his magic to create a magic portal on the other side.

Youll need more if youre going after the mage, Harp said, her voice a combination of vibrations that formed words.

I know. Dallion completed the spell, then pulled the weapon out. Thats why Im heading for this vortex. He needed to increase his magic trait as many times as possible, and that meant absorbing every vortex he came across.

A second portal formed on the wall, allowing Dallion to walk through into one of the old stairwells. From there, he continued downwards.

Darkness was complete. Even with his present perception level, it was impossible to see a thing. In the past, Dallion had used Lux to light the way in such circumstances. This time, he chose to rely on another spell.

Youre relying too much on magic, Ariel criticized from Dallions domain.

Maybe. Dallion replied. From his view, he wasnt relying enough.

The descent continued for another ten minutes. Then, finally, the modern staircases ended and the ancient glory of the copyette ruins began. There were many things that could be said about the imprisoned races at the height of their power. Pan claimed there was nothing that could rival a copyette city. Of course, he tended to be a bit biased on the topic. Seeing his share of ruins during his time as a hunter, Dallion had witnessed the majesty of many forgotten wonders of architecture. If he had enough time he would have gladly roamed through what was left of the ruined city in an attempt to recreate it in his mind. Sadly, his focus wasnt anything built by copyettes, but the vortex that had appeared there.

After another minute walking through chambers and corridors, Dallion took out his aetherizer and looked at it. The purple dot appeared close.

Its in the middle of the next corridor to the right, boss, Gem said. Dallion had offered to make the aetherfish the guardian of the device, but Gem had refusedhe enjoyed exploring the real world too much to be stuck in another realm.

Less than fifty steps later, the purple glow of magic became visible. It was just as Gem had said or rather, close enough. While part of the vortex was indeed visible in the corridor, its main part happened to be in a small room leading off of it. Dallion tried to look in, but the magic intensity was too high for him to see a thing.

Looking closely at the outer threads, Dallion was able to read a small part of the magic instructions, most notably that the vortex had ceased to exist over a month ago, possibly even three.

Afterglow, he thought.

Harp? Dallion asked again.

I cant give you advice, the nymph replied.

That, in a way, gave Dallion his answer. Just to make sure, he took his harpsisword and did a spark infused point attack straight up. Force shot out from the tip of the weapon, as a white beam within the realm of purple. The moment it hit the sea, a vast amount of water moved aside. A hole briefly emerged, though it was short-livedthe volume of magic water wore down the force of the strike until it had no further effect. Loud splashes filled the created space, sending ripples throughout the sea in the form of giant waves.

Send an echo to check out the water, the armadil shield suggested. I know your thoughts on the matter, but its the safest way.

Ignoring the advice, Dallion cast a flight spell and slowly flew up. He strongly suspected that there was some trap laying in wait. Either the ocean itself was going to react to him, or something beneath it. Even with the differences between types of vortexes, that principle never changed.

Knowing that he remained safe in the air, Dallion burst into instances. Waves covered the entire sea, raging as if a massive storm had begun.

One single instance of Dallion increased its speed, flying faster towards the surface. Over five hundred feet away, the reaction everyone was expecting took place. Spikes of water shot up like tentacles, aiming to pierce the instance. Before they got a chance, Dallion ended it, choosing another to become reality.

So, thats your game, he said.

The sea was nothing less than a barrier shielding the vortex guardian. In order to reach his destination, he had to somehow puncture it and move to the space beyond.

Lux, Dallion thought. Have you found anything?

There was a loud pop a few feet from Dallion marking the firebirds return.

Nothing, boss, the familiar replied. Id say send little bro to check out the water. Hes good at this.

Im sure. Jellyfish were at home in water. However, with Gems level still so low, Dallion didnt want to risk it. It didnt help that he remained uncertain how the creature was supposed to level up. Originally, he thought that feeding it magic would do the trick. That hadnt been the case.

Focusing on the water, Dallion this time combined his magic and layer vision. Surely enough, the appearance of the sea changed. No longer was it a monolithic liquid, but millions of magic threads, a fraction of the size of a human hair. Interestingly enough, they didnt have any firm connections to anything, but were freely moving about attaching and detaching at will.

Concentrating harder, Dallion tried to spot any anomalies or thread instructions, but his current level of magic prevented him from doing so. After half a minute, slight tension emerged in Dallions temples.

Harp, he said, closing his eyes. Without giving any advice, is there an easy way through this?

Yes, the harpsisword replied. But not for you.

I thought so. Dallion opened his eyes. Despite his many tricks, he was going to have to rely entirely on magic. Still, that didnt exclude combining it with any of the other skills he had.

Unsummoning his weapons and gear, Dallion extended his internal magic. Minuscule threads emerged from every part of his body, surrounding him like a defensive mesh. Now he had a layer of defensive skin, very much like a platypain. That was just the first part of his plan.

What exactly do you intend to do? Harp asked from within his awakening realm.

Have a violent swim, Dallion replied, commencing a new spell. A violent swim in the worlds largest potion.