[System: You created your first own spell. This allows you to fire a projectile formed from mana at varying costs, the damage depends on your intelligence, consumption and willpower.]
[System: Do you want to accept this skill?]
[System: Mana bolt (cartridge) skill Level 1 learned.]
[System: experience gained.]
At the same moment as the news arrived, the bullet hit the still stupid-looking fox right in the face. The animal let out a surprised howl, but before it could react, more shots from its new cartridges rained into them. In fact, he had to restrain himself from running all his mana into this damned creature.
[System: skill mana bolt (cartridge) level up.]
[System: experience gained.]
[System: skill mana bolt (cartridge) level.]
[System: experience gained.]
[System: skill mana bolt (cartridge) level on.]
[System: experience gained.]
[System: Mana bolt (cartridge) skill level 5 achieved.]
The fox began to squeak. He wasn't feeling much better himself, because the shots had been incredibly mana intense. During the raw use of mana, his perception rose again, as did his manipulation. It seemed to be related somehow.
His perception gained five more levels and his manipulation gained three additional levels in a very short time. This time he didn't get another level out of it. It felt like he needed more and more for each new advancement.
The fox seemed to be trying to scurry away, so it fired a few more until the skill reached level 15 and the fox finally went down. The animal simply fell to the ground with a tired thump. He watched the animal for a long time, but it didn't seem to move. But if it died, a notification had to appear to it. At least that would make sense, he thought.
[System: You killed a level 14 saber fox.]killed
[System: Youan enemy 10 levels above your own level. Bonus experience is granted.]
[System: You ascended.]
[System: You ascended.]
[System: You ascended.]
At last. He could finally breathe again. The damned animal brought him a lot of experience. He went straight up three more levels and was now at level seven, with which he could distribute another 42 points.
At first he kept his points to himself, he would distribute them later, because at the moment he could only feel his thirst. He jumped down from the tree, whereupon he sprinted to the pond, where he hastily shoveled water into his mouth. He had to control himself not to stick his head in the water and drink directly from it.
After he got the feeling that he had fluid in his body again, he turned to the corpse of the recently deceased saber fox. His stomach growled, but he couldn't eat it raw, could he?
He walked over to the animal and dragged it from its place to the tree on which he had spent the last few days while the saber fox had been waiting for them to relax. If he hadn't concentrated every free minute, gathered all his willpower and created a spell, then at some point he would have stormed from the tree, blind with thirst, and jumped headlong into the pond to satisfy his need for water without wasting a thought on the animal breastfeeding. Thirst could drive people to desperate measures. Drink blood, drink urine, and ingest anything that could hold fluid!
He examined the animal as carefully as he could, and only then did he notice the abnormal size of the animal. Apart from its ears and the color of the fur, it did not show any other characteristic features of a fox. Above all, the sabers were a real eye-catcher and should ultimately become the center of his attention.
They would make good daggers. He reached into the animal's mouth, which was still dripping full of saliva, and began to loosen one of the sabers. He pulled it, turned it, and pried it out. He repeated the same thing with the others. It would sound very simple, but naked, without a weapon, in a strange forest, what else did he have besides them?
He could also use the saber to cut this creature's body apart. There was an urgent need to drain the blood. He dug a small hole with his hands to catch the blood from the animal's throat. Then he began to open it and remove all of the innards. Finally he had to let it hang. It wouldn't taste great, but it would fill him up. Carnivores have always tasted different from herbivore life forms.
He would eat some plants too, but he didn't know what was poisonous and what wasn't. Even the acid test is not always reliable. In this test, a fruit is cut open and held against the skin. If there is no reaction, then most of the time it is consumable without being fatal, but could magical fruits be the same?
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He still had to gather some dry leaves, dry bark would also be suitable, some stones, a small hole, a few dry twigs and very soon he had lit a small campfire, which he let go into the embers. In it he roasted the meat, which he cut out of the animal with the saber. Of course, the fire could not absorb all the pieces, the hunger grew and the curiosity grew as to whether the meat itself had strength. So he took a piece of it and put it in his mouth while roasting in the embers. It tasted terrible, it didn't gain strength either, so all he could do was spit it out. Regardless, he had to wait until the other pieces were fried.
After he had finally eaten his fill, he began to remove the bones from the hide, remove the meat completely and fry it one after the other.
That would last for a day, maybe three. Not like jerky meat, but it didn't have a smokehouse, nor was it rich in options. Even if it tasted terrible, it nourished his body and with it his actions. All warm life forms had to supply their body with constant energy.
The bones were turned into simple tools and the fur made into a few simple bags. They were really simple. Held together by a few bones that were stabbed through the animal's skin. The construction is held on an extended stick over the shoulder. He also cut a strip out of the hide, which served as a belt, which was fastened with two small bones and which could hold the sabers.
The next thing on his agenda was exploring the nearby area. With a saber in one hand and the other free, he would first scout 100 meters in each direction, evaluating everything he could see.
Very quickly this skill and the information that was given increased. Trees were no longer just trees, but deciduous trees of a certain age, stones were called granite or rock. Different grasses got different names. For example, there was the darkroot, which grew directly under the trunks of the trees, or mana weed, which sprouted near the pond.
Some birds chirped in the branches of the trees, something which gave him a reassuring sense of the situation. As long as the animals remained lively, the situation remained manageable, even if he could not check his knowledge of the earth, he had to start from a few premises.
He gave each tree a mark with the bone dagger, which he added with a few stones that formed small piles. In one direction the forest was slightly lighter, which indicated civilization or cleared clearing, but in this condition it was very difficult to rush there. Two other directions offered hardly any change, while in the last, in the direction of the mountains, the forest became more and more dense.
He quickly extended his explorations to a kilometer, omitting the direction in which the forest was becoming lighter. He was not yet ready to meet other people or intelligent life forms. Finally he decided on the route that led deeper into the forest. If he couldn't find water, he had to return after two days.
However, before he started his adventure deeper into the forest, he would improve his chances of survival. He decided he'd better distribute whatever points he had.
Still, all the new skill levels didn't give him any new advancement for his level, but he could feel that he was close. He also gained some new skills from processing and preparing the animal.
Status:
Level: 7 Name: Magna
Gender: Female Age: [15]
Race: Human Sub Race: Voidborn
Health: 350/350 Mana: 400/470
Vitality: 35 Intelligence: 47
Strength: 20 Willpower: 35
Stamina: 25 Perception: 35
Agility: 20 Toughness: 15
Skills:
Status (Level 1) Language Common (Level 1) Identification (Level 7) Crawling (Level 1) Running (Level 12) Throwing (Level 1) Cooking (Level 1) Improvised Manufacturing (Level 5)
Mana Perception (Level 18) Mana Manipulation (Level 13) Mana Bolts ( Cartridge) Level 15)
He had still not dealt with the new gender, but simply banished it to other regions of his mind. These thoughts would not concern him at first. It was a tough test to crouch at every pee break, but he just ignored that moment. Effectively blocked it out without losing sight of its surroundings.
He would have loved to have had a boring trip, but it wasn't. The canopy became thicker and denser, which is why less and less sun fell on the area. A little further than a kilometer the birds began to fall silent. That atmosphere was in the air when shit was about to hit a fan. The feeling of being watched increased enormously. With that an instinct began to gnaw, if he turned around and started running, whatever was watching him would come into action. Felt so herbivorous when they got nervous about a predator lying in wait?
Something was already on his heels, but he couldn't see, hear, or smell it. But it was certainly there because he could feel it. It felt a lot more threatening than the damned fox, but he didn't let it show, he just ran unnoticed, unnoticed, hoping for an opening or an opportunity to face this fear.
He pondered whether it was the right decision to take that direction if he didn't stay in the area first by hitting the saber fox and exploring the sides. Now the milk was already spilled and there was no going back from this point. The new life force gave him an unnatural feeling of security, which felt very dangerous if you thought about it actively. Anything that feels safe can be extremely dangerous. Enough people in life were far too sure about what they were doing.
The new health, the pure life that shot through his body, conveyed a feeling of invincibility. It took tremendous willpower not to be lulled into it. He had to stay cautious, always alert, focused, because as soon as he relaxed the tendon of his bow of attention, he would immediately expect an attack.
The element of surprise was one that decided most fights before they really started. He remembered parts of his former training, it was necessary to act, not to react. Someone who only reacts would never take the initiative and thus always be at a disadvantage compared to his potential enemy.
Something cracked behind him, this was his cue, he turned around, fired three of the manabols in different directions while he sprinted towards the next tree that could be climbed. He didn't even look around. He climbed onto a branch with a pike jump, which carried him higher than expected and began his climb upwards.
It was just in time, as two snapping jaws narrowly missed his lifting leg. Whatever chased him had been hot on his heels. These forests were a deadly place. This animal also seemed to be a special species again. The system identified it as a chameleon raptor, which apparently had the skill to blend in with its surroundings. The leathery skin always changed its surrounding colors, while otherwise it had a very high resemblance to a raptor from this failed film about a park and not the variant with a plumage. It was absolutely a mystery to him what produced such creatures and how strong it was in the end. The thing scratched extremely deep furrows in the tree with its sharp claws as it kept trying to get up to it.
He calmed down and began to shape the bolts, soon the bullets flew around the thing's ears, if at least it had some. However, this time they did not penetrate. It doesn't work like the saber fox, which just made it seem like it was getting angry.
Magna had to find another way. He needed a different strategy with this animal, he needed more opportunities for attack and defense in general. There couldn't be trees all the time or, in a practical way, everything could be done with the same magic.
It was also necessary to capture an element and infuse the mana with it, but how to do this still remained a mystery to him. Could he create something again with his imagination, his knowledge, his willpower? Maybe he would have to change the mana. If it was a freely malleable element, then so could its properties. Really, right now he wanted a notepad and the opportunity to conduct experiments.
There had to be some way he could manipulate fire, water, air and earth. Did he have to give them the properties of these things? Was it necessary to change that mana into these forms? He pressed his hand against the trunk of the tree, trying to force his mana into the tree. It took a few minutes, but a notification soon followed….