Chapter Five Hundred And Eighty Five – 585
The blade bent and groaned as it impacted his Adept Tier Body, but his scales were seconds too late to appear. It sank into his chest, and blood gouted from between his fingers. Felixs Health dropped by a whopping sixty percent.
Armored Skin is level 89!
Armored Skin is level 92!
The Song of Absolution is level 95!
Felix! Vess screamed.
Felix! Pit leaped forward, shoving his horse-sized body against the wounded man. Felix gripped hard onto Pits barding, feeling the metal warp slightly in his unsteady hands. Youre bleeding!
Armored Skin is level 93!
The Song of Absolution is level 96!N0v3lRealm was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B1n.
Imgood.
Vess moved toward his side too, but more blades swung at them from the Dwarven traps. Thankfully none were as heavy as the one that still stuck into Felix, and she mustered her Spears to deflect them away. The warding around them had vanished, rent asunder as the powerful trap closed around them, and the cataclysmic tumult of the Starfield Steps inundated them all. The Hoarhounds yelped, feet floundering amid the slashing blades, while giants and Claw alike fell back into their seats.
We need those wards! she shouted over the din.
Laur had fallen to the ground, but was already chugging down a brilliant purple Mana Potion. Gimme a moment!
Felix stood, Pit at his back, silver-green metal bent and twisted around his bloody torso, and screamed. Chthonic Tribute!
The blade burst into streams of light before vanishing into Felixs open mouth just as the last sled made it across the final chasm. Felix bent over, weathering the agony with the sheer force of his Will, as Sovereign of Flesh patched up his wounds.
Mm. Give.
No. I need it to heal. For armor, Felix said.
Give More.
The Kingsrock! It is ahead! Kimaris shouted in joy.
Felix lifted his head, he could just see it over the shifting walls of ice and stone. The tumult of the Starfield Steps made judging distances hard, but theyd be there soon. The path was narrowing again as more glaciers shifted rapidly inward, and the sound beat at them all like a mace to their eardrums. Laur!
Working! On! It! the Chanter howled, his Mana fleeing from his grasp like a storm of liquid light. A chorus overlaid it, baritone and sonorous, and it rippled as it crossed over Felixs body. The cataclysmic sounds dulled once again. There! It wont last long!
Manasight is level 86!
Sigaldry, he hissed. It gleamed further ahead, the same shape as the Dwarven traps, but it was layered over elegant Nymean script. Felix pushed his Perception outward, but was unsurprised by what he found. The path was too tight. They couldnt maneuver around it, likely as intended. He was too far away to know what they dothey were too complicated, and the layering made them look a jumbled mess. Another trap ahead! he announced, and his voice boomed over their convoy. Brace!
The wards wont hold!
I know, Pit. He took a breath, banishing the lingering agony from his Mind. Keep me standing, please. Open the front of the ward!
I cant! The whole thing would collapse! Laur protested.
Then just exclude me! Just my face! Can you do that?
The Chanter gritted his teeth, his sharp features gaunt. Yes, but youll
Just do it!
Pit rumbled against his back. Whatre you doing?
Keeping a promise.
The wards wobbled, a bubble bent inward from the top third of the front, until it passed its ephemeral plane across Felixs head and neck. The brutal noise of the Step assaulted him immediately, bursting blood vessels in his ears and nose that his Sovereign of Flesh raced to repair over and over again. The sleds sped onward, hounds flickering with purple vapor as they activated another speed boost. The shifting glaciers flashed by, a blur of blues, purples, and greens. Felix raised his hands, spreading them as far as he could as if he were gripping the world.
Chthonic Tribute!
The air howled, pulled into Felix's maw along with ice and Stone and the remnant fire of fleeing elementals. The path ahead withered, crumbling at the edges as pieces of it were yanked into his Tribute, but the glaciers still closed in as solid blocks that would not budge. They persisted, fighting against his Will and Intent with a mulish obstinance, as if the landscape itself fought back. Power gathered just beyond his senses, rising in answer to his own, maybe. Was that why the Witches couldnt help him? He cast that thought aside. There was no room for it.
He focused, narrowing his attention until all of his concentration was laid upon Chthonic Tribute. The Skill whirred with greater ferocity, the pattern in his core trembling with the music of its activation. More was torn away, wind and ice consumed, but not enough.
Felix gritted his teeth, scales crawling up and over his ears to shield them from the savage noise. A second set of fangs grew over his lower face, bright white and razor sharp, but he paid none of it any mind.
He cast himself into his core space.
Down, past his Divine Tree, through the center of the lattice-work funnel and his roaring Skills. Into the darkness that sat at the root of his core space, just above the pillars that were his foundation. His Hunger bellowed, Mana and Essence ripping into its ever spinning accretion disc, and Felix advanced closer until he felt his senses strip away as well. Sight and hearing went first, then touch and balance. Taste was last, oddly enough, but then curiosity was gone too. Anything that wasnt his need to consume was fed into the black hole.
Somehow he stopped, balancing atop the event horizon where his Hunger was so incredibly powerful that he was certain a single wobble would send him plummeting into an endless abyss. Never to return. But all of that was subconscious, a fleeting impression from someone else. For Felix, everything extraneous was stripped away. Absorbed.
Thought of himself vanished, of his people, of the strange golden sky and the Risi tribes that raced against them.
MORE.
The world beyond shook, a quake he felt even in his numbed state, and swaths of Mana and Essence poured into his core space like rivers of molten light. Purple and white and green and orange, all of it congealing into a brilliant torrent of powerall of it fed into his center.
YES.
There was no finesse, no technique. There was only Hunger.
This thing is fast! Hallow had to compensate for how heavy I am! He caught a triangular club with a single, hamhock fist. Ooh, cool weapon!
Ugh! Evie slipped through a fifteen-foot giants guard, leaving the bull to his work. The Risi Warrior grabbed at her, intending to crush, but she caught him in the throat with a spiked ice gauntlet that manifested around her fist.
Rimefangs Wrath is level 69!
She followed up with a lashing chain, slicing a deep wound across another giants exposed thigh. They both collapsed, still breathing but hurt deeply.
Hey! Leave some for me! Beef shouted, and swung his stupidly huge maul. The giant weapon caught Risi Warriors in the gut, sending them flying off the platform. Whoops! Keratin Conception!
Jointed, insectoid limbs snagged the giants from the air, wrapping tight around them before binding to the ice platform itself. Beef let out a sigh of relief.
Whatre you doin? Evie asked.
Im capturing them, the big idiot said. He gestured and more conjured limbs wrapped around the two shed just downed. Its what Felix would want.
Evie groaned. Stupid then she groaned again. Because he was right. Alright fine! Lock em down! Im going for the Witches!
Aye aye! he said with a cheerful salute.
Just beyond the ice platform was another long section of monster and spines. Evie zipped through that, flaring her Agility for all it was worth. Vess had asked her to slow the Razorspine down, and she had wasted too much time already.
She found the Coven of Witches hunkered down just behind the flared ridges around the Razorspines head. Flashy magic writing was hovering in the air between them, and several of the Witches were chanting something. All around them, however, were gleaming, purple wards and the moment Evie appeared they started lobbing projectiles and curses at her. Evie dodged them all, the projectiles clanging off the worms hide and the curses sizzling into nothing just over her shoulders.
Hey! Slow this thing down! she demanded.
Another spell hurtled for her, and Evie had to chain-leap to get out of the way in time. The thing skipped off the worms back before exploding in a shower of radiant sparks.
Ill take that as a no, then! Evie flung dagger after dagger at the wards, but each was turned aside, and even her chain couldnt penetrate their defenses. Still, each Witch she distracted seemed to slow down the big bug. Evie risked a glance at the convoy. They were gaining now, butWhat is she doing?
Down below, she saw Vess standing near the brilliant shape of Felix. She pointed, and the convoy of sleds cut across the slowing Razorspines pathand that vortex of craziness that Felix was emitting ripped into the glacial walls.
The stone and ice groaned, huge cracks ripping apart sections of its face. The Razorspine let out a wail, and the Witches stopped attacking Evie, focusing on their glowy magic.
Oh! She realized, before whipping her chain forward. She shot over the hunkered down Witches and landed on the nasty bugs blunt head. The thing was awful and damn slick, but she wedged her feet in between two ridged scales before looping her spiked chain around its twitching mandibles. It was just long enough to return to her hand.
Ugh! Hey ugly! she called out. Slow down!
She hauled back with all of her Strength. The Razorspine screamed, its mouth pieces flexing about and almost ripped the chain out of her hands.
Yyeros rotten ass! she cursed. Beef! Help me!
The Minotaur landed beside her only heartbeats later, his expression confused. The Witches didnt even notice me.
Theyre too busyunf! Keeping this thing under control! Evie jerked her chin toward the ends of her chain. Help me out, here! Grab these ends and pull to the side!
Got it! he said, putting his furry mitts over the bladed links. Gah, theyre sharp.
Dont touch that part! Evie looked down and her eyes widened. Pull right! Now!
Beef did so, his pile of muscles proving useful for once. His biceps and deltoids flexed, veins popping beneath his thin fur coat, and he shouted. Cmon!
The Razorspine twisted, something bursting behind them in a conflagration of purple light, and its face sheared into the glacial cliffjust as the whole thing vanished.
Jump! Evie screamed, and tackled Beef off of the sidejust as the Razorspine twisted and smashed into the sudden crevasse at cataclysmic speeds.
The things head turned to instant, gooey paste.
You Have Killed A Razorspine!
XP Earned!
Burning ash, she marveled as they fell. That alone almost put me up another level.
The ground rose up and she lightened herself just as the Sharpwing Matriarch caught them both. Beef made a guttural hnggh noise, his shoulders wrenched backward in Hallows claws, but it was only for a second before all of them collapsed back into the foremost sled.
Evie landed with an easy grace, and Beefwell, he hit the ice like a wet slab of leather.
Hot damn, were good! Beef roared, his voice muffled against the sleds floor.
Evie laughed through big, ragged breaths. When youre right, youre right!
Ahead of them, the path opened onto a gleaming, polished platform made of what looked like a huge, monolithic slab of metal. Their skis hit it and slid across it like water, the sound of the Step utterly silenced. A huge toweror mountain, maybeloomed ahead, normal rock topped by soaring towers and a corona of gleaming lights. Kimaris and that fancy one started cheering, soon followed by the other giants and their wrinkly leader.
Kingsrock!
Weve done it!
We? she thought, more than a little punch drunk from the fall. Didnt see them on that bug.
The sled thoughit didnt stop. Theirs at leastthe others began to slow, hounds panting, but theirs seemed to be gaining speed. She blinked, looking at Vess, but she was staring at Felix. Evie winced and shielded her eyes, unable to see their illustrious leader through the gleam of his Skill. It was consuming the air so fast that they were being hauled along behind it, like some sorta Mana engine.
Hey. Why arent we slowing down? she asked. Felix! Stop doingwhatever that is!
He didnt answer. He didnt stop.
And the Kingsrock was coming up fast.
