286. Synergized Attack!

286. Synergized Attack!

Ignis’ life wasn’t always so bright. As an only child she never really understood what it was like to be close with someone. Her father was the only person she knew, and her mother died the moment she was born.

Like Ber, she never knew the warmth of a mother. She was fascinated with the heat of fire. Subconsciously, it was a mechanism for Ignis to cope for the loss of someone she barely knew. Ignis was a needy child as a result. She pestered others in the inn she frequented with her father, asking for milk whenever they had the chance.

People in her city cared for her. They loved her like she was their own child.

Even after she set fire to the tree her mother slept underneath. Ignis remembered the flames. She remembered the people she had hurt as her sense of reality shifted. The smiles she once saw on others looked pained, and the warm fire that she used to be became one that injured others.

Ignis didn’t know any better. When her father disappeared, she could only blame herself for being so needy. ‘I Am Fire’ was better suited to belong to her. Her past was rife with broken bonds and burned bridges. It was the basis of why she became Corrupted in the first place, and it resurfaced all of a sudden, grasping at her throat and covering her eyes like her falsely perceived reality.

Ignis’ heart ached as she dabbled in these thoughts, unable to break free from the bounds of her tentacles and the Blood of the Covenant. The voices of her friends were muffled as the ribbons crawled to cover her ears, wanting to keep Ignis in this state of self-ridicule.

Her thoughts focused on her father. How he went through such lengths for her selfish happiness. For a moment, Ignis dabbled on the thought that maybe if she could just sever all bonds, then no one close to her would be hurt again.

However –

“Even though I’ve hurt them...” Her mind turned to Frost. She remembered when she was a crying Corrupted. How Frost desperately embraced her on that fiery day that began it all. She was no one but a stranger to Frost, and yet she did everything she could to save her.

“... everyone stuck by my side. I never used to speak like this. I was afraid that I’d say something selfish...” Ignis’ memories flicked through moments shared with Jury, the triplets, Snap, the Alter Frosts. Everyone.

Something began to well in her heart. Her black bonds dug into flesh, but her brewing conviction prevented it from drawing blood. Instead, the ribbons began to bleed water as fibers split.

“I am not like the kid I was. Because of them – because of all of them – I realized that I was never hurting anyone! I realized that I can do more! I have people I cherish! I can’t keep making them worry! I want to be the one who protects them! And if I can’t –!”

Ignis’ bonds were cemented long ago, and so long as she was alive, she’d never allow herself to turn against her friends. The falsehoods of her past, which depicted her as someone who could only bring harm was vanquished by the flames of her conviction.

Because so far, ever since she joined them after Divas Pass, she had been saving people. Perhaps more than even Frost herself by now. Ignis’ tentacles tightened around everyone’s waists. She knew in her heart that she was not unwanted, and so, like the Ber who relinquished her woes with a shout at the top of her lungs, she roared as the black fabric shredded entirely.

“THEN I’LL BE THE ONE THAT KEEPS US TOGETHER! I can’t do it better than Frost! But I can do it physically better than anyone else! These are my bonds!” Her voice was heavenly, and before she realized it, her tentacles were suddenly coated with a metallic deposit. “My bonds made me grow! My bonds gave me my first friends! My bonds... aren’t as easily disposable like yours!”

Suddenly, a metallic shard was spat out of her chest into the flaming Corrupted as her vision finally readjusted. More metal shards deposited along her tentacles, and some along her arms much to her surprise.

She was greeted by the sight of Frost’s inferno and the delighted faces of Cer, Res, and Jury as she gained the Blood of the Covenant’s special Condition.

< [Bonded] >

< You has become Bonded! Your stats have been temporarily sextupled for this encounter >

“Nav!” Ignis exclaimed cheerfully. “You’re back!”

< I had some altercations with my memories. Ignis. Please focus on the task at hand. Ber will be joining you shortly as a Bonded >

< Before that, I must congratulate you >

< The Fourth Milestone Level Has Been Reached >

< Candidate to become a Moon or Star >

< HP and MP have been greatly increased >

< New Professions have been granted >

< Additional Active and Passive Skills have been granted >

< However, the Nexus seem to be undergoing some form of malfunction. The rewards are incomplete. I apologize >

< The cause cannot be determined >

< A new title has been granted >

< The Symbiote >

LEVEL : 200

< The Symbiote >

NAME : IgnisHP : 380,000 ^20/Min

MP : 35,000 ^10/Min

AGI : 65RESIST : 550AGE : 0ATT : 2,700

ATT DEF : 7,500

O : 170D : 40ORIGIN : OriginalMAG ATT : 2,400

MAG DEF : 6,500

S : 40E : 0

The Blood of the Covenant’s speed increased all of a sudden as the False Spade melded with Frost’s flames, making it nigh impossible to approach even for Ber who thrusted her oversized wing into the flames, only for it to catch alight.

“DAMMIT FROST! GET THE HELL OUT OF OUR WAY! One second we have the advantage and the next we lose it!”

Ber’s stats took upon a temporary form.

LEVEL : 200

Ber

< The Black Swan>

AFFINITY : Desire

CORRUPTEDNAME : BerHP : 320,000

MP : 60,000

AGI : 75RESIST : 700 AGE : 43ATT : 7,500

MAG ATT : 6,500

O : 200D : 150ORIGIN : TraumaATT DEF : 5,000

MAG DEF : 5,000

S : 50 E : 210

She was recognized as a Corrupted through and through. Her stats were insane, and combined with the sextupled multiplier, Ber was an unstoppable force. However, it did not change that she failed to penetrate through Frost’s flames. Both she and Ignis were more than capable now of eliminating the Blood of the Covenant in one fell swoop. Its Big Black Spade was insignificant to them.

“Shows just how hot those flames are. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO DO FROST! GET AWAY FROM THE CORRUPTED! JURY! DO SOMETHING ABOUT HER!” Ber’s emotional swings were like Frost’s. As unstable as she appeared she was completely in control of her Corrupted, and she shot several glanced at Ignis, as if to check if she was ok.

Ignis responded with a beautiful grin; the kind that could make anyone blush. Ber took this as a good sign and wrapped her tail around the bundle of tentacles that were still coiled around her waist.

“Bonded in here!” Ber punched her chest, then plucked the tentacles with her tail like a guitar string. “And right here! Ignis! I might look cool and all, but Frost’s making it impossible to get anything through!”

Suddenly remembering the metal shard she spat out, Ignis shouted:

“Wait! I can make metal! Spears! You can use the electric metal attack!”

“You’re a genius!” Ber grinned.

The metallic deposit oozed from Ignis’ chest. It opened like the maw of a colony of worms, reminding all and Ignis herself that she was no longer a Demi-human. Just a biological replica of one. It did not hurt, but the sensation was akin to someone tickling her ribs.

Her skin lost a little of its reddish hue as she formed a 20-meter spear made from the deposited iron.

“Is this going to work!? If a Beholder couldn’t get through, then what makes you think that can!?” Res argued, but Ber wanted to try it first.

She held it over her shoulder, the claws wrapping it loosely as it hovered perfectly centered with her fingers. Black electricity bounced from each feather as she conjured a spectacular lightning storm.

“IT JUST NEEDS TO PRICK IT ONCE!” Ber let loose of battle cry as a concussive explosion threw her feathers in all directions like shrapnel.

“SNAP!” Res took cover, with Cer diving deep into Snap’s fur. Ignis created a protective shield using bones, only barely catching the black thorns and her stray, serrated feathers.

Unfortunately for them, the spear dissolved halfway through.

If only they had an extra split second for it to reach the Blood of the Covenant.

Jury deeply inhaled.

Snap’s maneuvering was second to none. The fact that only so few were embedded into Ignis’ shields was a testament to its speed.

By now they were less than an hour away from reaching the Piece of the Fallen Star. The White Wing’s attention befell the growing tower of reaching, putrid hands that sought to taint the Advent. On occasion, she’d turn back to face the embryotic Frost with fond eyes.

“Let’s hope this Faux Angel comes from the Advent of Wrath.” She wore a serious look for once.

“Hmm?” Res turned when she felt Jury touch her shoulder.

“YEAH JURY!?” Cer cried.

“GIVE ME YOUR NEX! AS MUCH AS YOU CAN!” Jury pleaded. “WE HAVE A WAY TO BEAT IT!”

“We do!?” Ignis lended an ear, watching Cer and Ber place their hands onto Jury’s body.

“... fuck it. FUCK IT! TO HELL WITH OUR NEX! Frost’s going to be in our debt for the rest of her life after this!” Cer, after a short moment of reluctance, transferred everything she had to Jury.

“If Frost is going to take over the Nexus, then we can trust her that we’ll be allowed in without paying. Get ready Jury! A hundred million Nex is coming your way! What’s the plan!?”

Every last drop of Nex was left in the process of transferring. All they had to do now was wait. Jury did not require all of it. She just needed enough to fulfill the need for one of her newest Skills.

“I can make the next spear invulnerable! If one second is all we need, then I can grant it! Don’t worry about the details! Just trust me!”

No one said another word. They exchanged glances and immediately knew what needed to be done. A spear was quickly constructed as Jury was brought to hang alongside Ber.

“Are you going to be ok!?” Ber was worried. Her lightning could severely injury Jury, but the woman remained determined, placing her entire faith in her abilities. With a smile she hummed:

“What do you think Frost would say if you said that to her?”

“Hah! Alright. You’re the Beholder, not me!”

Black currents filled the air once again. Ignis positioned them as close to the Frost’s flames as possible. Jury leaned against the furthest end of the stake, and with Ber primed:

“GET READY! THROWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!”

Jury planted a kiss onto the metal spear, and then, onto the back of her own palm.