“H-hello! I am here… To save… You!” Aella said, turning back to face Aimi while fake coughing like that little outburst didn’t happen. She spoke Japanese… Well, a broken version of it.
All she knew about the language was what she could dig up in the roughly half-hour it took to get here and the 15 minutes she was observing the scene. With that being said, she figured it out pretty well. Her pronunciation still needed some work, and she was figuring out what some words meant, but her progress in learning the language was clearly inhuman.
Aimi, struggling to get up, continued shouting. “What are you saying?! Run! I can still cover your escape!”
“Oh… She’s a good person… I’m gonna have to tie her to me, aren’t I?” Aella mused, looking around for a way to blackm- convince… To convince Aimi to join her little ragtag group of terrorists, using [Apprasial] on the dragon.
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‘IDOL??? Storm makes sense; Earth was dumb, but I could understand it. To my understanding, Cyber was because of a special circumstance, so WHAT DOES IDOL MEAN? HOW IS THAT AN ELEMENT?’
“Do not… Worry! I! Ugh... Forget this! Dragon!” Aella called out, attempting the first half in Japanese before giving up. Luckily for her, dragons understood nearly every language in existence. For them to memorize a couple thousand would be easy. "Take Your Rider and fly to the nearest Portal. I'll open a path!"
Hoshihime looked at Aella with eyes of surprise while the little girl deflected a number of attacks from the cultist.
‘1367 of them. Even if I continuously level up and pump everything into Spirit, I'll run out of Mana before I can kill them all. I'll aim for level 50 and run then. System, rank me up.’
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“Yes!” Aella confirmed with vigor, releasing her aura and causing it to spike greatly, shocking the already hesitant cultists.
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“That’s not enough, System! All my points into Spirit!”
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The many cultists couldn’t comprehend the feeling Aella gave them, with her aura spiking even further. A sense of oppression that rivaled even their leaders, yet the aura that oppressed them didn’t even reach the power of a D-rank Dragon Rider.
“Status.”
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Aella Rossi | Foxin | Young Dragon
EXP: 95,000 | Level 39 (0%) | Stat Points: 0 | Skill Points 43
Dragon Slots: 1 used, 0 remaining
Dragon Core: Auilanthros Stormweaver | Rank: 2
Health: 49,631/51,000 | Mana: 111,010/115,000 | Stamina 9400/9522
Traits: 2 Tails | Whirlwind Maestra
Dragon Skills: [Dragon’s Breath] | [Electricity Manipulation] | [Water Manipulation] | [Wrath]
Personal Skills: [Foxfire LV 2] | [Transformation LV 2] | [Charm LV 1] | [Appraisal LV 1] | [Whirlwind Maestra LV 1] | [Advent Compass LV 1] | [Shared Consciousness LV 1] | [Mana Synthesis LV 1]
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STR: 170 | DEX: 120 | SPI: 230 | AGI: 140 | MND: 45 | CHA: 100
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“Now then, it’s time for you to know what despair is!” Aella shouted as her numerous opponents began to regain their wits and continue their attack.
She clapped her hands together, and her sword appeared, but it was different this time. The glass-like weapon had light green engravings all over, which matched her aura. A second later, ten more swords appeared and circled around her like a divine halo, deflecting the attacks of any that tried to launch a projectile at her and sliced up the few who were stupid enough to get close to her.
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“Disabled notifications. And while you’re at it, remove that percentage from my exp bar. It’s annoying.” While this was happening, Aella’s attention wasn’t on the battle but instead on two events happening in the far north and east about 2 kilometers away.
After reaching the [Ursa Major] stage, her absurd senses grew, multiplying in power. Within 3 kilometers of herself, she’d notice even the beating wings of an insect.
‘A battle is going on between 7 different [Auriga] Stages... No, perhaps I should start using this world’s terminology. 7 S rankers are fighting in a [Sealed World]. Not to mention that guy over there. He’s hiding his aura, but I can tell he’s at least in the [Auriga] stage as well. Is he with the cult trying to get a sneak attack on this girl?’ She thought to herself.
Since the Abyss Nest incident, Aella had come to realize something. While Aetherstreams didn’t exist here and, as such, ordinary people couldn’t cultivate, nine ranks from E-SSS matched up nearly perfectly with the ten ranks she was aware of. She assumed that only nine ranks existed because a power that would equal [Libra] in power has yet to ever appear on this planet.
Among these, she learned that her father was an S-rank healer. The healer who was considered the best in the world before he retired, something Aella still needed to look into the specifics of.
Shaking off her thought, she turned her attention to her opponents, snapping her fingers and beginning to dash inward, her blades ruthlessly destroying and slashing, ending countless lives of the beings who gave themselves away to the wrong cause.
“A dance of zephyrs, a cyclone’s embrace, In Sylpheed’s name, grant me boundless grace..” She began to chant, narrowly avoiding a massive lightning bolt fired at her from the distance. The most vital members of the cult that were present began to gather around to end Aella before she could cause more havoc.
In their current state, it was possible. All four were in the [Leo] stage, each on par with the C rank boss Aella had fought. “From whispered secrets, to tempest’s lore, Sylpheed’s Whisper, I implore.”
Suddenly, Aella’s mana began draining at a rapid pace. The reason she carelessly put all her remaining points into her spirit stat—Sylpheed’s second awakening.
“Verse 2. {Sylpheed’s Cry!}”
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Her power spiked further as she let her body fall to the ground before vanishing from her spot and appearing behind those four strong members. Her physical power, magical potency, the speed at which she could think, and even her HP and MP increased.
With the momentum of her speed behind her, she crashed her fist into one of the [Leo] stagers and sent him flying, only for him and his dragon to retaliate quickly in the air, forcing her to back off.
Clicking her tongue, Aella scoffed at the notifications that she got. Even if they were important, she told the system to disable them.
“The plan was to kill all of you, but I guess I’ll just see what kind of havoc I can create in 60 seconds.” Aella sighed, lamenting that her body couldn’t handle Sylpheed’s second verse.
[Sylpheed’s Whisper] was something she obtained much later in her life. She was already at the [Draco] stage and had four tails when she first obtained it. She didn’t know each verse’s burden on her body because it was always sturdy enough to handle it.
She knew there was a burden, but she thought she could handle it with her high-strength stat, but that was clearly incorrect. In hindsight, it did make sense.
Each tail of the Foxin increased Aella’s power multiplicatively; each tail increased her power by a factor of 1. 2x, 3x, etc. All of her odd tails gave her a new ability or additional feature of an ability that she already had.
Sylpheed functioned on the same principle. Each verse explosively increased her power and gave her a unique ability. The first was amplifying her magical output, and the final was the ability to sever concepts.
The second was the ability to accelerate theoretically infinitely. Every 100 meters she traveled, she increased her speed until she stopped moving, and it lasted until either she dispelled the second verse or ran out of mana.
When the abilities of the Foxin were combined with Sylpheed, Aella became nigh unstoppable; even if she should be weaker than the numerous foolish divinities she fought against, none were truly able to keep pace with her because of the perfect synergy between these two.
The core of the Whirlwind Maestra wasn’t her Aetherstream. It was the ability to break down what makes up common sense with a synergy that shouldn’t exist within this existence. In other words, an anomaly.
An anomaly which had to be removed by the Council. This was the actual reason the Council sent Veyfelis after Aella. She knew that much. There was no way they cared about the few hundred gods she killed when they had thousands of pawns to replace them.
That, however, was a matter for another time. Aella needed to deal with the issue in front of her.