Chapitre 483: Jon Dare Going Wild...er
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"Senior Isha, you are the Highest Rank here in the Citadel. The Elders… they are besieged in the Valley of the Ansei Pyramid."
As if things couldn't get any worse, now the top brass of the Citadel were in their own situation as it seemed. Somehow, the whole situation was taking a turn for the worse very fast.
Isha didn't want to reply or say anything but she was out of options. The whole village was attacked and only the Citadel remained. She had to take charge.
"How did they leave you here without any leadership?" She asked.
"The others Senior Adepts, the Battlelords and the Elders who were in charge were either killed or fatally injured. The situation is turning chaotic and we don't know what to do." The Adept replied.
"Fuck!" Isha cursed out loud and wanted to just get rid of everything all at the same time but she had no better choice.
"Krilon, please heal all those Elders and Battlelords while I take care of the situation." She said.
"Alright, the Chargers can either rest or help you. They are under your command."
Jon left the leading business to Isha and went on inside the Citadel to act as the healer but before that, he drew a large rune on the ground and supported with Soul Gems then cast the Master level Restoration spell, [Light of Aetherius].
All the wounded were getting healed and all the corruption was being driven away. Despite the spectacular scene of the spell that formed a dome above the citadel, it is not focused enough to heal the gravely wounded or damage the powerful undead.
Jon had to go personally and heal the Battlelords with his best potions and healing spells. It amazing to see him utilizing his two hands and [Pride] casting three spells at the same time. It even happened that Nagh and Kellen who were taken prisoners in Jon's Cube offered to help.
After that, Jon returned to Isha who managed to organize the defense forces and fended off a wave of undead.
"The amount of undead here is huge, no matter what we kill, they keep coming back. I never knew the Soul Snare spell could have the effect of maintaining undead to reanimate them again." She said.
"I see. We need to damage the undead beyond repair then." Jon concluded.
"That's impossible for us at the moment. If you can support us from the back, we can…" Isha was about to suggest something but Jon stopped her.
"No, I'm done playing games. I'll handle this on my own, tell the chargers to keep up." He said and removed his mask [Krilon] off his face.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
He didn't reply and hurriedly found his way to Beth who was napping with Nefertiti.
"Midget, I want it." He spoke.
"... Want what?" She rubbed her eyes while getting up.
"That Blessing you promised… is it good?" He asked.
"Hm? Right, for the Heist task… I don't know. Lady Boethiah is the one who chooses." She said.
"Fine. Call her or bring her on the line or whatever." He said impatiently.
"Okay okay… jeez! Which one of us is the child." She stopped him and stood up then looked up at him.
"You may want to get down." She said.
"Okay." Jon went down on one knee.
"Eh! You're tall, a bit more, on my eye level. That's it."
She fixed him close to her then held his face, she then went closer to his forehead and…
Headbutt!
"Ouch! Hey, what was that?" He said scratching his forehead with a finger.
"Ah! That hurts!" She held her forehead with both hands in pain, "What is your skull made of? That really hurts."
"I'm being serious here." He glared at her.
"So am I. But apparently, I couldn't make you understand that waking someone from their nap is rude. I'm not your cat."
"… I don't wake Nefertiti from her naps. Now, the blessing." He said.
"Mere physical contact was enough. You've got your blessing. Buzz off!"
Beth was annoyed but Jon seemed more displeased with her behavior. Still, he got himself a blessing.
With a little focus, he could understand what that blessing was.
"This is really suitable."
Jon smiled after having such a cool gift in this time of need. He patted the cheeky girl's head and walked away.
He summoned out the gauntlet [Wraithguard] and the hammers [Sunder] and [Deadland Hammer] each in a hand, of course, [Pride] was floating above him.
Once he reached the citadel's gate, he called out [Greed] and took off the [Ebony Mail]. While covering himself with [Greed], Jon commanded it to go inside [Wraithguard] and unleash its second form.
In a second, Jon got a complete new transformation. Instead of his usual ebony armor, he is now in a brass Dwemer Chainmail called [Wrath Mail] made of thousands of rings.
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[Wraith Mail] <Dwemer>
- All Resistance
- Fortify Strength
- Aegis: Reflect All (Greed Effect)
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It was the ultimate armor for a melee fight crafted by the most brilliant Dwemer Crafts Lord who doomed his race and boosted by the ridiculous potential awakening powers of Greed.
Jon used this form of [Wraithguard] for the artifact was only a single gauntlet and he is going to use a couple of very dangerous hammers. This at least meant he won't be harmed that much.
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[Sunder] <Dwemer>
- Elemental Damage
- Soul Damage
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[Deadland Hammer] <Daedric>
- Create Iron Atronachs
- Hazardous Touch
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"Open the gate." Jon gave the gate guard a chilling glare which made the latter do what is told without thinking.
Jon walked past the opening gates under everyone's gazes and smiled like a maniac. His Aura former a thick exoskeleton around him as he was eyed by the Necromancers and their Undead.
"Catch that man!" The Necromancers shouted.
Jon got instantly pissed and felt like smashing that guy's head the most painful way possible. To the onlookers, Jon looked like a madman wearing a ridiculously expensive Dwemer Chainmail and holding a hammer each hand with his red hair giving him a remarkable appearance.
This madman spread his arms raising the two hammers to his shoulders' level then his Aura started to agitate like a real madman.
"Boethiah!"
He called for the name of Boethiah and all of a sudden, his agitated Aura started burning like a flame. The man himself was already running forward as if he lost his damn mind.
"Ahahaha! Sovngarde, you sons of bitches! SOVNGARDE!"
And that was a Nord shouting a [Battle Cry] laying waste to all in his wake.
He charged forward with the two hammers in hand then came across some large undead that he didn't identify in his feral state of mind. Still, once he came in contact with whatever that undead was, one swing from [Sunder] was enough to turn half of that thing into shreds and the other half flew somewhere.
It didn't matter as the next victim was being blasted by the [Deadland Hammer] in the next instant.
"DIE! Hahaha! I'll kill you all." Jon didn't stop shouting as he became alone in between undead horde.
"We must help him." Miranda wanted to run after Jon but Isha held her.
"Look closer!"
As she pointed, Jon was indeed surrounded being attacked from all directions but he didn't look like someone who was trapped but rather… he was trapping them.
The undead creatures and the cultists that surrounded Jon were all trying to get a piece of him but let alone the [Wraith Mail], his own skin was impossible to harm by their weak attacks.
He kept still with a mad smile but once he got a fair number of enemies around him, he finally reacted.
"I wanted to try this in a long time. WHIRLWIND!"
As if a child was given a new toy, Jon used and abused the Blessing of Boethiah to the best of his ability. He replicated a certain skill from a certain game by waving spreading his arms and rotating around himself creating a storm with his Aura.
In most cases, this shouldn't work even with Aura but the special state his Aura was in allowed such anomaly to happen.
With each turn he took, undead shattered and cultists were slain. A mound of corpses and a river of blood formed around. No matter how fast the Worm Cultists were at raising the dead, they were unable to keep up with Jon's speed at damaging their zombies.
Those who saw that from the Citadel defenses felt a chill down their spines as they watched one man single-handedly overwhelm the dead army that drove them to hiding.
"I've never seen a martial skill like that before? How does it even work?" Isha felt the creeps when Jon started whirling around.
"Isn't this the same as the Whirling Sword Dervishes?" Miranda asked.
"No, the Dervishes employ accuracy in their whirls so the two swords are two different attacks but what he is doing is… just whirling."
"Don't tell me that idiot has invented a martial art of his own." Mirren wanted to facepalm.
Jon's state was unique but he showed a familiar state of mind to a certain fighting style Isha witnessed before but Jon had his own style over it.
Meanwhile, Jon didn't stop with the Whirlwind attack.
"Haha! That's so much fun. What's next? LEAP! GROUND STOMP! CLEAVE! WEAPON THROW!"
Jon had his fun reviving every fictional martial skill that came to mind. Until he exhausted most of the Cultists.
His Weapon Throw attack launched [Sunder] at a formation of Worm Warlocks blasting them to pieces. With them, he took care of half the undead army.
Jon also threw the [Deadland Hammer] in one of the blood and flesh lakes he caused to happen after aimlessly destroying the undead. He was now free of weapons.
"Let's do this the classic way." He said while cracking his fingers, "COOKIES FESTIVAL!"
And the heavenly wrath followed his grim announcement as his two fists glowed with Lightning Magic each, those who were unfortunate enough to be in the way of his fists wished they were killed by the hammer instead.
"AAAAAAH! All of you will die!"
Such a ridiculous person was running and hitting everything in his way while ignoring all manners of attacks that were completely useless against him. At this point, resistance was merely wishful thinking.
Jon noticed the Necromancers trying to retreat so he left whoever he was hitting and took a high leap towards to block their way.
"You… Demon! You get away." The same Necromancer that ordered the others to capture him at first was crawling backward trying to get away from him.
Jon stepped on the man's robe stopping him from escaping then looked away. His eyes watching a certain place carefully. It was the same place he threw the [Deadland Hammer] in that lake that was filled with blood and flesh. Blood was a perfect substance alongside earth and bones to create what's going to show up next.
Mere seconds later, Jon felt it coming.
"Look." He pointed at the location of the [Deadland Hammer] and those who were curious enough looked at where he pointed.
Sure as hell something was out of place.
From the puddles of blood and corpses, few creatures started to form. It is as if the twisted reality was creating an abomination of its own. Those who saw it felt a chill of terror grasping their hearts.
After it formed, seven colossal creatures stood up with unnatural shapes. At first, one might mistake them for very ugly Frost Atronachs but their metallic gleam revealed what they are.
Iron Atronachs.
It was as if a bunch of metal spikes came together and formed an Atronach.
"If that is not the coolest thing ever, then I don't know what it is!" Jon said.
These naturally sharp creatures walked their first steps towards the battlefield that had numerous undead roaming around. Clueless of what to do, they just stood still.
Jon raised his two hands up and called for his marks on both [Sunder] and the [Deadland Hammer]. The two hammers flew up and hurled towards Jon until they landed in his hands.
Jon held the [Deadland Hammer] closer and spoke to it.
"Kill!"
With those orders, the death machines on standby moved with hostility towards the enemies of their creator. Just as heartless as they looked, one move was enough to mince a whole bunch of High-level Zombies.
"Don't you see? Quantity may be good but quality… that's the beauty of supremacy." Jon spoke to the Necromancer before dropping the hammer on his head.
By the next ten minutes, the whole undead legion was no more.
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[Blessing of Boethiah]
- Berserk: Take half damage and do double damage in a Feral State of mind (Active)
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Chapitre 484: Beth's Prophecy
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Jon always thought that if he ever gets a blessing if Sheogorath, it would be Berserk blessing but it turned out to be something different from what he thought but now, he finally got a Berserking blessing form the Warrior Daedric Prince, Boethiah.
As an adrenaline junkie, Jon would lose the thrill of many things if he got used to it. That's why a Berserking blessing was an answer to his prayers.
Sadly, Berserking had some of the nastiest side effects. First, it made Jon's body feel like he was in an orgy with some female Giants, even Jon wasn't sure if he could handle such a heavy load. Second, he had a very nasty hangover that felt like his head was being hosted in the movie Saw for three consecutive executions that involved that jaw splitting reverse bear-trap.
He had to go through an emergency anti-hangover treatment that proved to be a challenge.
In the end, Job recovered and learned to be careful with such power from now on. It is more of Physical Damage blessing which makes it good for desperate situations.
Yet for now, Jon was done screwing around, and by screwing around it means going wild and mass-murdering evil people. He had to put his shit together and go after the Ansei Pyramid. With the Citadel of Ebonarm secured and under the command of a proper Battlelord, Jon had to lead his squad in the desert again to rescue the Elders of the Citadel trapped in the Ansei Pyramid Valley.
This also meant invading the Dead Sand region with a large force, the thing that can turn fatal with the least accident. He had to send Nefertiti to personally scout first. He then led a force of 200 Hunding Chargers and 300 Citadel Adepts into the region after fixing the Bridge of Bone he made. Of course he encountered strong Necromancers in the way and he put them down using the fastest and dirtiest tactics in the book.
One of the most important things to take note of was how he utilized [Lust] to change his looks every few minutes since the battle in front of the Citadel. All those he kills are either the followers of Clavicus Vile or Mannimarco which meant that their souls are doomed to either Higher Entity, these souls carry the vivid memories of his death which is why Jon had to keep a low profile even when acting wild. The idea of multiple strong individuals wreaking havoc around the plans of those Higher Entities will make them act slower which is what he needed at the moment at least until Kareem and General Cassia arrive with large forces.
Anyway, Jon has managed to reach the center of the Dead Sand to the Valley of the Pyramid only to find a true challenge waiting for him. The Worm Cult had its Master Necromancers and Arch Necromages to battle the Masters of the Citadel of Ebonarm. To summarize the result, it was dire.
The Sword and the Bow Battlelords were killed. The Sword Battlelord destroyed his own body upon death but the Bow Battlelord's corpse was taken by the Necromancers and was being mummified. The other Battlelord which are the Staff, Spear, Saber, Martial, and Magic Battlelords as well as the War Chief of the Citadel.
It was safe to say that Jon used his best tactics to get rid of the annoying Zombie Bow Battlelord before killing her and trapping her soul in a safe container that she doesn't get pulled back to the Soul Snare formation.
Regarding the Necromancers, Mirren and Miranda had to keep them at pay while Isha took down the weakest ones among them by the [Spear of Bitter Mercy] to diminish their firepower. It worked at first after she killed three masters but the numbers of those masters were just too overwhelming, Isha was about to get killed if not for Jon's masterplan working at the last moment.
He had Nefertiti sneak him and [Wrath] through the Shadow World. [Wrath] appeared in the middle of the undead army and shouted his "Howl of Death" claiming most of the undead under his control and assassinating two masters in one sword stroke. The remaining ones were Jon's.
In the shadow, he was preparing a big spell just for them.
[EMP], that was its name and it stood for Electro Magical Pulse. A devastating Master level that doesn't target the Physical Forms but rather the Astral Forms. Once the Electro Magical Pulse happens, all the Energy Points in the bodies of the hostile will face a temporary shut down until they get ahold of themselves. That short time is enough to slaughter more than a dozen masters.
And that's how things happened. Jon appeared from who knows where and landed on the ground with his spell breaking the ranks of the masters apart. He then moved his hands around breaking necks before getting his sword to cut those necks instead.
For now, most of the Worm Cult's masters in the Alik'r Desert were dealt with but a few escaped and a signal was given to a greater army of undead to come. This time, even Jon himself was taken into account multiple times and so they had to abandon the Ansei Pyramid and retreat to the Citadel. Of course after saving the Elders of the Citadel.
"Master!"
"Isha!"
Isha saw Nagla and ran towards her almost tripping like a child.
"Isha… I saw… I saw."
"Yes. I know what you saw. I saw him as well." Isha calmed her master.
The Elder Battlelords were in bad shape after a long time in seclusion from the world in the Ansei Pyramid.
"Where is he? We don't see him anywhere." Jon asked Nagla.
"Zain… he…"
"That's not my brother. They stole his body like the other undead." Isha tried to calm Nagla.
"No, you don't understand." Nagla begged to listen, "He spoke to me before killing Farida and Nidal."
"We know he can speak." Jon said.
"... And he took Zahra." Nagla said.
This was an absolute shock to them. What she said just now made Isha and the others freeze.
Zain came and took his wife Zahra! What is going on here? Was it a part of a grand scheme or a plan or… or was Zain remembering things like being a corpse driven by love?
Can a corpse feel love?
And if it does… is he really just a corpse?
It was safe to assume that this is what is going around inside everyone's head.
"No… it can't… he tried to kill me." Surprisingly enough, Isha was the first one to deny it.
The others soon came to their senses after hearing what Isha said.
"To kill you?" Nagla was taken aback.
"Yes. In Elsweyr, we ran into him on a job then chased him for three weeks all the way here. Jo… Krilon was injured by the poison of the [Serpent Spear], a few could utilize the spear of my family to make it produce poison so surely it was Zain but… he has gone through something horrible…"
Isha kept going on and on about Zain's situation yet…
"That doesn't explain why he kidnapped Zahra." Jon said.
"He didn't." Nagla said.
"Woman, I'll fucking beat yo…"
"She went with him on her own." Nagla continued.
"Oh!" Jon was both embarrassed and taken aback but the situation was too hairy for him to care.
"So, he just let her go with him?" Miranda asked.
"No, she was with us until he showed up. Once she saw him, she could no longer think straight and he got to her. We were all too stunned to do anything but the damage was already done and he took her away. Other than that… I don't know." Nagla didn't seem well as she held her head.
"So they left." Jon had a bad feeling about this.
"We can track them."
Suddenly from the side, a man came and interfered. He was a Redguard with a bronze-colored hair, fielding short braids, and a well kept single knot beard.
"Illindar De'Sha."
"Krilon."
"I see you have lived through this, friend."
"I did."
It was Illindar, Jon's friend from the Citadel and his guide in the deserts of Alik'r who discovered the Ansei Pyramid with him.
"You said you can track them?" Jon asked.
"Yes. During the fight… when my master was near defeat, he destroyed his own body so that he doesn't get reanimated as undead but he also left a trace on Zain. I know I am not strong enough to avenge my master but I can guide you to his exact location even if it is in Oblivion."
"I believe you, mate. And sorry for your loss."
Jon patted Illindar's shoulder and felt the urge to do something about the situation but Zahra's matter may have complicated things to a strange degree.
"A guide will be of use."
At that time, someone else butted in.
"What is it, shorty?"
Jon turned to Beth, who acted as someone important.
"This is?" Illindar and Nagla reacted to Beth's sudden appearance.
Beth was there with Nefertiti standing behind her, the two girls seemed to have formed some kind of a bond which made Nefertiti agree to take Beth around through her Shadow Portals.
"This girl is Beth, prophetess of Boethiah. She's weird but she's just a brat." Jon introduced her. "So, what were you saying?"
"I was saying that a guide will prove of use but there is more you need to know, right?"
"Yes, about Zhara…" Isha was about to ask but Beth raised a hand.
"I am sorry but regardless of the method she was taken by, the reason that happened was to mess with you and make you think that your brother is still in there somewhere." Beth said.
"Yeah, even Isha thinks so." Mirren said.
"Yes, and now she is certain. The Worm Cult would take all the extra miles to hinder the maiden of the spear so please, stay focused. Also, aren't there some injured you need to take care of?"
Beth's words made Nagla almost go pale.
"I'll go see my Elder Sister. Isha, please help me with her, she was poisoned by Zain's spear." Nagla said.
"The War Chief is poisoned?" Isha almost went pale.
"Yes, let's hurry."
Hearing that the War Chief of the Citadel of Ebonarm was injured in a critical state meant actions needed to be taken right away. The War Chief is known to be a strong Spearwoman and Jon wanted to meet her but Beth stopped him. She also stopped Mirren and Miranda.
"I've news for you." She spoke to them.
"What?"
"Do you remember the dream I kept seeing? Three Swords, One Spear, and a Ship with Bloody sails?" Beth asked.
"Yes."
"I think we understood it wrong. Thanks to the Champion of Boethiah, I was guided to look in both the past and the future to find answers and clues. Now I fully understand the dream."
"Go on."
"At first, I thought it meant the Spear of Bitter Mercy alongside the Ebony Blade, the Soul Sword, and another Sword that will reveal itself later on but I was mistaken about the swords.
The real three swords are the Ansei Wards that were made in this place, the Ansei Pyramid. Ansei Wards were three ancient Redguard relics that contained the spirits of powerful Ansei warriors. They were created in the First Era to fight the threat of necromancy in the Alik'r Desert."
According to Beth's later explanation, during the First Era, when the Yokudan rulers were still establishing a foothold in the Alik'r, they faced a great threat from a group of elven necromancers. Legend states that the necromancers of that time were far more powerful than those that came in later eras. According to Redguard tradition, striking the dead carries with it a terrible curse and is considered an act of dishonor. Because of this, fighting back against necromancy proved difficult.
In response, three Ansei heroes, Majah, Radan, and Halelah sacrificed themselves to protect the Alik'r from the risen dead. As part of a covenant with Tu'whacca, they pledged their souls and each Ansei channeled their spirit into the blade they wielded in life. This even happened here in the Ansei Pyramid.
These swords became known as the Ansei Wards, and as long as the dead are consecrated in the name of Tu'whacca, they could not be raised by even the most powerful necromancy. The Wards were locked in a fortified subterranean storehouse below Sentinel, known as the Impervious Vault, and sealed with a magical barrier. The spirit of each Ansei remained tied to their Ward, meaning it would be with it at all times.
"Right now, we need to head to Sentinel and figure out a method to use those swords. We have the Champion of Boethiah, who is a strong swordmaster, and we have the two former Labourers of Mephala."
"I am not a good swordmaster." Miranda said.
"We'll figure something out." Beth ignored her.
"What about that last thing. The Red Sail Ship." Jon asked.
Beth took a deep breath before replying.
"Three days from now on the 20th of Rain's Hand (April), a ship will arrive at the western shores of Hammerfell. If it landed, we are doomed."
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*Three Days Later*
Isha sat near a fire sharpening her spear thinking about what went down. She was calm, silent and calculative. She was thinking of the countless fights she had in the past three days and the one up ahead.
Across the fire sat two men, the Imperial Moth Priest Kellen and the Khajiit Adventurer Nagh. They were sat free and given the Elder Scroll they came for.
Kellen read from the scroll and had a calm face digesting all the knowledge he just received. He was thankful for the experience he lived through reading the scroll and the knowledge he gained.
Now, it was his time to tell a story.
"The Elder Scrolls show us what was, and what yet will be… and they have revealed much to me." He said.
"Spare us your stories, old man, unless they can sharpen spears. Our War Chief is dying. Our enemies are massing for another attack. We must prepare for battle." Isha replied not wanting anyone to interrupt the ideas she had in mind.
"We should go, Kellen. We have the scroll we came for. This one smells blood in the wind." Nagh asked Kellen to leave.
"Patience, Nagh. I have words yet to speak here. Stories can do surprising things, Spearmaiden, whether they are true or not. And this is one you should hear. It comes from the Great War that nearly ended the empire… It began when the High Elves slaughtered every Imperial Blade. Calling themselves the new Aldmeri Dominion, they and their allies swept through the land, even capturing the Imperial City itself. The emperor fled north, leaving Cyrodiil to the invaders."
He took a deep breath and smiled at Isha, to Nagh, and to the others who were resting around the fire.
"This is the story of a Forgotten Hero who changed the very course of history…"
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