Chapitre 6: When Stars Fall
Blake was utterly devastated.
His moves, his attackes, his comebacks were utterly useless and pointless. Worst of all, he could not deal any damage to the Mallocks.
Instead, the Mallocks were being even offended.
Blake felt doom on like any other, he stepsided an attack while using the Night Tide to save his neck from being ripped apart.
It happened that a Mallock just fell into the shadows and used that particular affinity against him. One of their perpendicular Scythe's lunged at him as it pireced the air around him also drawing out blood from him...
The Mallocks were ready to cut him to shriveled pieces of meat but, he acted fast by using both the Night Tide and the Ghost Steel to act as a wedge, preventing the Mallocks from drawing forward... his life was saved... For now.
But still, everything he did to kill or to save himself only added to make the Mallocks much more furious, as if incuring their wrath.
Their dark golem eyes were radiating an intense bloodlust and Madness, plus they were too many of them.
Some looked ghastly as terrors and Blake couldn't help but gulp.
These creatures are classified as EVIL but they had the madness which were classified in the terror ranks so right now, they had only bloodlust and not intelligence.
He only had to decieve them in order to escape because, being the only one soloing countless terrors might result in his inevitable death.
Right now, he needed to run.
Blake managed to dodge an incoming blow from a Mallock which he used the Ghost Steel to maneuver only to fall into the hands of another one, who's head has the weight of three mountains put together.
'Crap...'
Immediately, its head slammed upon Blake, rattling his internal organs tremendously, at the same time, blasting him backwards upon a wall and the wall crumbled causing spikes and stones to rain down like hails.
But the Mallocks were made mostly of alloys and deep moat, so it was Blake who cared for safety right now.
The spikes and heavy stone might fall on them but he would die and the Mallocks would live.
"What to do, what to do?"
The Mallocks were coming forward and not even an iota of idea was popping in.
Where he stood now was safe from the raining spikes so moving out of was like endangering his life the more, but if he stands there, wasn't he also putting his life at risk?
The Mallocks would end up killing him.
There was no way he would solo an undulating tide of creatures being merely a dormant immortal like.
As an immortal, it doesn't mean that he would never die. There are certain wordings to the meaning of something and it needs to be focused on. As a blessed, everyone was made to understand that even though you've accomplished most of the trials and become a Bloodbane or even a Titan, no matter how the word [Immortal] is written or is being spelt, there is always something that can kill you.
Currently, being a dormant immortal is risky enough because, anything at this point in time can kill you and it takes one so much of luck to accomplish the first step of trials to go through evolution and become a Crestfallen, which Blake is trying to do now so desperately.
Stay alive... kill the creatures under his ranks... and then try to accomplish impossible missions left behind by a god to complete the trials.
Tera and Evie are far from being here. If they were here, they would have teleported elsewhere but right now, it was just him wanting to survive. But these abominations are three ranks above him so fighting them were pointless. Realising his class, he knew that he had to come up with a plan to decieve them.
All of a sudden, a gust of wind picked up causing the mallocks to be distracted.
'Yes.. this was it. The distraction.'
Blake was pleased. The wind was levitating particles of dust off the ground and the next minute, the dust latched unto Mallocks vision. Blake grinned widely as he crept past them and then disappeared into the darkness wondering where Evie and Tera were.
"They went to find shelter, how long does it take one to materialise back into a cave?"
Coming out of the cave ending, the dark sky was enveloped with rough and thick black clouds which looks to be seperating. After a minute or so, the sky was far from being clear and the next minute, a blining radiance filled the land. It was obviously light from the moon.
Its ghostly light bathed the sky spreading faster over the horizon, until the moon emerged out of the clouds completely hanging proudly above as if on a mission to eviacerate anyone under its gaze. Blake immediately left the shade of the cave and walked into the vasty land. He took three steps in and all of a sudden, a certain pressure began to build deep within his soul.
The very soul he had managed to aquire which is a dormant soul was on the verge of being destroyed. It felt as though, a mysterious power was sucking the life out of him.
Immediately, with the strength left in him, he retreated and was back into the cave's entrance to feel a certain coolness grope him.
"What the fuck?"
'It seems like the vintage light from the moon was meant to obliterate lives or is there another reason why?'
Blake realised.
'No wonder the Mallocks in their numbers camped here.'
There was no other reason to justify why the Mallocks decided to keep themselves trapped in the dark confines of the cave plus being in the embrace of the shadows.
Somehow, the light was still able to affect them while inside the cave but not to the extreme. This was another reason why they fell in the dark embrace of shadows.
Now he get why.
The moon was a demonic blood moon. It was forged from the thick golems of a dark god centuries ago, and it was created for goodwill. Several entities of the dark gods required a means to shadow light and pursue daemonic thralls, and they created a moon which needed sacrifices of a thousand humans to burn so that it could release its harmless light into the night, do its work on the daemonic thralls and their Affliants which mysteriously broke free from hell.
But due to the scarcity of humans in the underworld groove, the moon stayed hungry. But later on, the moon turned wild and vile. It started haunting out its food by itself by making its killer radiance harmful to all living things. Descending its vintage light which was capable to eviscerate any living organism embedded under its wicked gleams.
Right now, Blake didn't mind going because Tera and Evie was somewhere down there.
Who knows, they might be experiencing the same thing. Plus, he did not want to stay in the cave any longer. Immediately, he checked his weapons racks.
The weapon rack is an imaginary repose storage that was forged from magic. A term to clarify a resilence sheath whereby weapons and other things are kept by the wielder who would be able to summon and dismiss any thing they want.
Jotham made all of the weapons. Tera and Evie who trains with Jotham too were the witches who had helped with the magic to will it's enchantments. A rack is like a collection, whereby one stores weapons or any other materials worth safe keeping. Now the question is,
"where do all these weapons or particularly called [Stuffs] go?"
There are going straight to the Hollow Mountains once dismissed. The hollow mountains are inpenetratable because most personnal [Stuffs] are in the Hollow. The Hollow Mountain is a sacred place whereby witches communicate to forbidden [Stuffs] and then will them out to reality. Hollow Mountain is like really imaginary. No one can go, not in this life, not ever.
Most humans and witches tends to come to Jotham for weapons and its special enchantments and then after that, Hollow Mountain would accertain the wielders score and then place a change where you would be able to summon and dismiss any weapons in and out of your collections.
Suddenly, a [Dark Umbrellea] weaved itself into reality.
When Blake looked back into the cave, he saw the Mallocks in the darkness.
They seems to have overcomed the problem regarding the levitating dust but Blake left the cave without wasting any second or else these Evil abominations would rip him in half.
He wasn't even done recovering from being pierced into the flesh by a Mallock so he didn't want any more injuries.
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Meanwhile.
As the thick vintage moon light showered down at the land in it's fiery gaze, two ladies fought under its radience able to withstand its killing intent and soul devouring will.
Seems like the witches are like embers where by their body are moving freely, and empty while their souls is in the hands of the goddess of light so having no soul was of great benefit.
The moon did not affect them, but that does not stop the fact that once anyone dies, their soul is leaving the hand of the goddess to meet their maker.
A wolf-like creature was snarling at them both. It was also immune to the moon's demonic waves. It was none other than a Scavange Wolf Fiend. They were also known as daredevils and it is none other than a fallen Terror.
Evie had another weapon with her that was not a sword but a spear remembering that Blake was with her only sword.
The maws of the Wolf Fiend opened and a shrill howl echoed alongside a deafening shriek, as if angered... and it lunged at Tera who used the Gold Blade to stab on it's thick furry body.
As if the creature noticed her attack, a dark metal plates suddenly coated it and the blade danced back, flashing numerous orange sparks telling the amount of friction that took place.
The creature now have extreme madness dancing in its eyes as it uncoated. These creatures were fond of coating and uncoating which gave them high chances of being killed. These coatings they have are in a way to destabilize their movements meaning... they had to uncoat to be able to attack.
Immediately, Evie used the Dark Chaperone her biased spear to hit on the daredevil whilst unlocking its heat enchantment. The creature saw that coming and it coated immediately making the spear to land.
The spear shone extreemly red, able to melt metal alloy but somehow it didn't work only for the spear to rain in white sparks just like Tera's blade due to friction and Evie was suddenly feeling her anger rising.
"This thing is way past our level."
Tera yelled out and Evie sghed. She saw an opportunity presented to her and she immediately landed a kick on the creature throwing it several steps away.
Immediately, seeing the chance... Tera closed her eyes muttering quickly only to see have her hand glowing silvery.
She immediately opened her eyes and casted her spell on the Fiend Wolf and a sudden dark energy levitated the creature into the air with it growling and howling aimlessly.
But all of a sudden, Blake descended from above with the [Dark Umbrellae] gliding him firmly, and then the Night Tide and Ghost Steel in one hand.
Staring at the levitating creature with no armour plate covering its neck side, the both blades pierced into its neck. The enchantments flowing and the head falling out, rolling meters away from them.
Black blood spluttered everywhere.
Evie and Tera stared at Blake with shocked expression. They did not expect such attack, descending from above only to sever the head of the wolf they tried to kill in vain.
However, it did not end there, wind picked up causing the atmosphere to turn sullen and jitty that both ladies jolted to the feel of the sudden change.
But Blake did not flinch knowing as this was the same wind from earlier before the Orthodox Crane made appearance.
'Another reward, I guess.'
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