Chapter 186

Chapter 186

Heat and light provided, one monster at a time.

As the wound on the monster healed and he retreated in a circle, Matt laughed, seeing the small light rune he created glowing with a weak light.

It flickered, but that told him everything he needed to know.

His formation had worked. His copper runes, hand-wrought and scraped together over months, functioned as they should despite no chance to test them. Runes could be made out of physical items instead of being carved into the spirit of an item but without mana of his own to test them he had to hope his runes were accurate enough to channel mana.The inaugural upload of this chapter took place via N0v3l-B1n.

His preparations were sufficient, and everything worked.

Now, he just needed to whittle down the ice elemental and drain it of all the mana he could.

It was a shame that he couldnt use the elemental as a battery, but that was accounted for.

Thrusting his spear forward once more, the steel bit into its glowing body and more mana came out. Over and over, Matt thrust and dodged.

It was a dance of life and death.

If he got injured, he was dead. Either his wounds would become infected, or he wouldn't be able to power his garden. If he failed to kill the ice elemental, and was killed in turn, he would be dead anyway, and it wouldn't matter. If his runes werent working properly inside his house, he was also dead.

Everything rested on this single moment, and Matt felt alive.

She had just wanted to see what monster spring would bring, but now that was a forlorn hope.

***

Liz laughed through cracked lips as the hurricane bore down on her, sending a wave of water down on her house.

The winter and its ice plants had been survivable with her hunkering down and avoiding their patrols, but the spring had broken her.

Well, it had broken her shelter, which was more important.

The Spring rains on their own would have been survivable, but the spring monsters were giant trees that acted like ravenous wolves, and hadnt stopped sniffing her out.

That problem was compounded by the fact that the stronger winds had destroyed her retaining wall, and now her small surviving garden was flooded. With its destruction came the end of the last of her food.

Still, she succeeded in her mission, and that was all that mattered.

Now it was just about lasting as long as possible.

***

Matt smiled as the snow finally began to abate.

With his setup perfected as best he could, he wondered just how long he could last.