Book 3. Chapter 20.
“The Taste of Fear.” Part 3
Warning: This chapter contains scenes that are not suitable for minors or susceptible persons.
Note: please ignore the inspection part in the previous chapter.
[Warning! The user has lost 30% of HP.]
“Cough!... Cough!....” Blood came out of Kalysto’s mouth as she struggled to breathe and get up from the large collection of debris that fell on her after Mhiralla’s last attack.
Crap! She thought, as she stared at the violet notice to her left and closed her eyes for a second, avoiding the cloud of dust that rose after her fall from entering her eyes.
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Shut up! I’m thinking! Alleged the saintess, as she watched the goddess and the white glow that protected her from her attacks as she began to remove the debris that had fallen on top of her.
Lightning does nothing to her. She realized, however, the small signs of scorched skin here and there along with her severed hand and the way the goddess was jealously guarding herself from Persephone’s continued attacks showed that not everything she was doing was in vain.
But what was it that set them apart?
Seeing that her axe had already served once, she used it again. Throwing herself at the goddess again, in a desperate attack to seek out her blind spots.
But no matter what angle she used, whether she attacked her left or right arm, or even her back, Mhiralla always matched her speed and dodged her blows, only to move even faster than her and respond to her attacks after blocking them with her spear of light.
“Telekinesis!” she conjured, swinging her axe aside and then throwing it to the side of the goddess, who was quick to dodge the attack. “Lightning! Fireball!” Mhiralla easily dodged the first one, but not the second one, earning a small burn on her shoulder.
It’s the class! She realized with some excitement. ‘Lightning’ is a normal class skill however, ‘fireball’ and ‘fire creation’ are among the few divine class skills I have!
But Kalysto more than paid for that little moment when she got distracted, as Mhiralla took advantage of that distraction to attack her.
A wave of white energy shot out of the goddess’ body, violently hitting Kalysto’s body and sending it against a nearby wall.
A second wave of light followed the first.
“Dispel Ezhil!” She hastened to conjure. Noting with a bit of disappointment how one of the skills she had already developed was the most failed to completely dispel the goddess’ attack, even though it was heroic class. “Class definitely makes a big difference,” she whispered as the pain after crashing into two other walls.
My back hurts. She thought as she tried to get up, only to find herself against the tip of Mhiralla’s spear, burying itself viciously against her left shoulder.
The pain came out violently throughout her body despite having the pain resistance skill activated.spear,
[Warning! User has lost 15% HP.]
The smirk on the goddess’s face as she watched her suffer spread.
“Didn’t I tell you that you could never defeat me?” She rejoiced as she buried her spear again, then twirled the tip to cause even more damage.
“Agg!” Kalysto groaned, just before grabbing the spear with her left hand from which a pair of black mana tentacles began to surround her, as if they were snakes about to hurl themselves against the goddess' face. “Black fire creation! Fire creation! Fire manipulation!” Kalysto took advantage of the fact that Mhiralla was distracted by Persephone's attack as she launched her own. Black fire engulfed the goddess, consuming the bottom of her dress at the same time as a series of violet windows appeared to her left. Kalysto ignored them however, too focused on her conjuration of divine-class fire, manipulating it to create a giant fire serpent whose jaws opened to devour the goddess.
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[Congratulations! The user has acquired 500 HP!]
[Congratulations! The user has acquired 500 HP!]
[Congratulations! The user has acquired 500 HP!]
Shit! It's too little!
And just as she feared the next notification proved it to her.
[Warning! The user has lost 10% HP.]
Stupid curse that's still active! She was annoyed. And just as she pulled a health potion from her inventory and brought it to her lips, Mhiralla launched another attack.
The potion bottle fell to the ground, its liquid spilling into the rubble as a kick slammed into the saintess's abdomen. Another ripple of white light was expelled from Mhiralla's body as she stepped away from black fire and tried to kill the snake Kalysto had conjured.
Persephone took the opportunity to join the attack with more tentacles of darkness. At the same time Kalysto rose from the ground.
“Dark mana creation! Dark mana manipulation!” She conjured, creating an elongated dagger sword. “Penetration enchantment!” She added, enchanting her new weapon as she joined the attack just as Mhiralla split the fire snake in half. “Fire manipulation!” She conjured again, throwing half of the fire at the goddess' left eye while the other half she transformed into a spear that she threw at the arm whose hand she had cut off earlier.
Both attacks hit the target.
But to her misfortune it was not enough and Mhiralla summoned another spear of light and hurled it at Kalysto, piercing her stomach and burying it against the remains of one of the outer walls of the castle.
Kalysto coughed up blood again, and clenched her fist tightly as she punched the wall pressing her against the spear and then grabbed the weapon with her right weapon and conjured several times:
“Dispel Ezhil!” Although the spear did not dissipate, it did become thinner, so Kalysto was able to pull it out of her body. “Regeneration!” She conjured ten times in a row, and as she cast the spells she took out a bottle of holy water and lived half of it in three long gulps.
[Warning! The user has lost 15% of HP.]
Shit, at this rate I'm going to die before I can avenge my father's death!
Mhiralla wasted no time in conjuring another spear of light and then burying the tip against the ground, cutting it as easily as cutting butter as the earth around it began to crack.
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“I need you to distract her!” Whispered Kalysto, before conjuring another dagger of dark mana and as several tentacles of dark mana sent by Persephone attacked the goddess, the saintess jumped on her and as she descended a soft white glow surrounded her body except for the areas where Persephone's black had taken over.
The irises of her eyes began to glow, even as the sclera of her left eye was completely black, showing that Persephone had taken partial possession of her body.
A war cry escaped Kalysto's lips as she descended into the air and landed on the goddess' face, burying her dagger inside the eye she had hurt earlier.
“Dark mana manipulation!” She added, extending the dagger into a long sword into her victim's eye.
The screams of the goddess flooded the entire valley, making the earth tremble under her feet as a wave of power spread out from the Mhiralla's body as she continued to scream, but as soon as the wave of power passed Kalysto who had moved away from her earlier, came closer again evading again the continuous blows of the goddess, but this time after evading a punch, he pulled from his inventory the dagger infected with the black plague with which the goblins had attacked her the first day she arrived in Elinor, duplicated it and grudgingly buried the duplicate in Mhiralla's eye, right after throwing another fireball at her.
A punch slammed into Kalysto, but the saintess smiled as she fell, knowing that only a saintess could cure the black plague.
A disease that the fairy queen herself, who was also a goddess, feared.
But then a doubt flooded her mind.
“Inspection!” She whispered as she stood up and healed her wounds. “Regeneration!”
A violet window opened to her left.
[Name: Mhiralla
Race: Divine
Level: 45
Fatigue: 0
Class: N/A (Divine)
Professions: N/A
Title: Descendant of the gods
Affiliation: N/A
HP: 30'420.999/30'420.999
MP: 60'990,999/60'990,999
Strength: 490,980
Vitality: 999,000
Agility: 499.000
Endurance: 1'200.000
Intelligence: 900.000
Charisma: 0
Luck: 70
Ether: 150
Status: Annoying. Playful.
Available points: 0]
A curse escaped Kalysto's lips as soon as she read the goddess's stats.
“This is going to take a lot longer than I thought,” she lamented. And before his enemy could finish recovering, she jumped on her back, and after conjuring another duplicate dagger from her inventory and buried it in her, then touched her skin and conjured: “Absorb!”