Bab 397: Let The Rain Wash Away Sin
Akiol tilted Stars into a stance, "We shouldn't hold back!"
Silver Aura erupted around Akiol. Wrock grinned and lifted his hands, a wave of heat washing over everyone. A few features of a Phoenix forming on his face.
{Arising of the Phoenix: Pseudo Form}!
Tilia watched as the two main fighters of the party got fired up. Not willing to be left behind she reached into her bag and pulled out a helmet. Placing it upon her head she felt her stamina be sapped away. Her armor enhanced by her War Sight, despite the lack of effort in doing so. Raising her hand she formed the tower shield and prepared herself.
[Ignition]!
Kan'na also wasn't about to be left behind! Tossing her die into the air she watched it land. As it came to a stop the number 12 appeared above it. Smiling faintly she murmured, "Not the best, but not the worst!"
Two magic circles shot from the die and connected to the back of her hands. These were designed to enhance her mana output to assist with writing speed. With this, she was able to write spells even faster!
<(Zenothoriath - Guardian Sage) has awoken!>
<Zenothoriath exerts a mastery of all elements!>
<All elements are under control of Zenothoriath!>
Jarvis had finally played his own card! His passive action during the battle was to summon Zenothoriath! With such a beast on the battlefield the Storm Lord was unable to use his power! The true power of a Mythical Beast!
The three close combat members of the party shot forward! As they crossed the distance Tilia chanted to buff them even further! Runes spread across the party's bodies as their power was increased further.
Wrock and Akiol took the lead! Trails of silver and light blue following their path. Closing the distance to the Storm Lord they gathered Aura and Spirit. The two different energies seemed to work brilliantly in sync and swirled together. Pushing the bundle of energy forward they created a massive blast!
The Storm Lord thrust his trident forward towards the blast and made it split into two. Creating a split trail of destruction behind him. As the energies faded the Storm Lord roared with laughter, "Good! Coming this far definitely means you aren't ordinary!"
The two closed the distance in an incredible amount of speed. There seemed to be a brief moment of silence, as time slowed the fighters gained a proper looked a their opponent's eyes. It was at this point that both sides gained a sudden understanding.
Everything returned to normal in a time faster than a second. Immediately blows were exchanged. Arms blurring, weapons leaving only streaks of color. Silver Aura and light blue flame shedding across the destroyed throne room. A fight only those who experienced Second Stage long enough could witness.
Wounds formed on both sides. Cuts appearing on Wrock's body, and bits of blood leaking through. Akiol's body mended back together automatically, but revealed traces of purple where he was hit. The Storm Lord was also received tons of damage, but his regeneration was comparable to Akiol's!
Combining their energies Akiol and Wrock delivered another heavy blow! This time it was blocked by the Storm Lord's trident, but still managed to blow him back! The Storm Lord flipped through the air and landed on his feet, but looked up to see Tilia bashing him with her shield. He grunted, but grabbed the top of the shield. With a tug he tried to pull it down but it failed to budge. Quickly changing his plans he used the tower shield to flip over Tilia.
As soon as she was exposed he attacked, his trident blurring as several swift swings were delivered. Tilia's armor failed to be pierced, but the impacts still hurt. Still she turned with her shield and knocked away the trident. Slamming the bottom of it onto the Storm Lord's toes she braced herself.
Kan'na maneuvered towards the Storm Lord's back. Several magic circles overlapping and spinning. Firing off the magic circles a massive beam of light shot forth! It was none other than the Obliteration Cannon she had used before! Due to Tilia pinning the Storm Lord the beam slammed into his back unhindered!
"Grraagghh!"
Zenothoriath flicked their tail and several burning hot earthen spike extended from the ground, impaling the Storm Lord. Then a rain of wind blades and lightning discs descended onto him. No doubt the hand of Zenothoriath as well.
Akiol squeezed his shoulder and shouted, "I need an opening!"
The whole party acknowledged his request, and thus they changed the flow of battle! Wrock increased the output of Spirit further and went fully on the offensive. Tilia turned her tower shield into several kite shields and covered for Wrock. Kan'na began to write several spells at a breakneck speed!
The blue flame burst into an explosion. It lingered around Wrock, igniting further at the slightest disturbance. He clenched his fist and it nearly imploded with the amount of Spirit he placed within it. Throwing it forward he landed a clean blow on the Storm Lord's stomach. Spirit extended outward in a circular shape. Coughing a load of blood the Storm Lord had a sudden bad feeling.
The floating bronze semi-translucent kite shields slammed into him. No matter how much force he used he couldn't move them! A magic circle appeared beneath and below him. Ghastly hands extended from them and firmly gripped his limbs. Being pinned and severely hurt he roared with anger, "You. . . Trespassers!!"
Akiol buzzed forward his sword cutting through the air. His body flickered as he left an afterimage from his pure speed.
{Origami Style: Perfect Fold}!
The purple mass on the Storm Lord's shoulder suddenly flew off! Akiol had needed an opening to cut the strange substance from the Storm Lord! Yet the moment it disconnected tentacles flung forward and reached for the Storm Lord!
Tring~
Yielya sighed, "I don't have many sealing Skills, so you asked a lot of me!"
The purple mass was teleported using Yielya's Skill! It fell onto a golden light and was suspended in the air. As it hovered the Storm King wailed in pain, "Agghh!"
The rain touched his skin and began to was away the residue of the strange purple substance. Revealing the true form of the Storm King. Several droplets hovered in the air, slowly forming the shape of the Maiden of the Waters. She reached out her hands and gently grabbed the Storm King's face, "Oh. . . . Relax Lord, let your sins be washed away in the rain."
The Storm Lord's face turned into realization, "It's. . . you!"
And then everyone's vision turned black.
. . .
<System Announcement! Congratulations to Guild "Candle Wick" for getting the first Perfect Hidden Clear on a 100-Player Dungeon!>
Terwin reread the announcement a few times whilst smiling to himself. Corolla entered the room and made a disgusted face, "Why are you creepily smiling to yourself?"
Terwin laughed, "Recruiting those fellows was an amazing decision. A perfect hidden clear? The talk about the Guild is still going, the price I paid seems trifling in comparison of the benefits."
Corolla rolled her eyes, "Yes yes, I know you're a genius. More importantly, Terwin? Seriously?"
"Don't like it?"
"Your naming is terrible! This is why you should leave it all to me."
"You name everything after candles anyway."
"At least it's consistent! Who calls themselves 'Terwin' as an alias?!"
Terwin, or rather. . . whoever he was, harrumphed, "It doesn't matter. What matters is that the plan is proceeding wonderfully. What did Hank say?"
"He says he's still not confident."
"I figured as much. No matter, our gains from that dungeon were also great. I'm sure Hank will be well equipped soon enough."
"If you say so. . ."
~ ~ ~
The party was currently sitting in the living room of their home. A strange atmosphere about them. Not too long ago they had managed to beat a 100-Player dungeon. At the very end of it all their vision went black and they were kicked out. However they were granted a lot of rewards for not only being the highest contributing players, but also being the first to get a perfect hidden clear.
So currently they were sorting through the items and deciding on what to keep. Thus the strange atmosphere formed as they viewed a massive pile of loot. So far they had managed to sort out the items they would sell. Additionally—thanks to the difference in their classes—managed to split the few Skill Stones they got.
It was safe to say if they sold the items they didn't need their Gold would be more than doubled. That much Gold wasn't needed, and they were unsure of what exactly to do next. If they sold it they would have more money than they knew what to do with. If they didn't they would have items that would just gather dust. Currently they were brainstorming ideas of what to do with it all.
Yielya offered, "Why not have Jarvis take it all?"
This was immediately rejected by Jarvis, "What would I do with all of this? There's no way I could carry it anyway!"
"What if there's a creature who likes to eat rare equipment? With all of this you could get on its good side."
"There's still the problem with the fact that I can't carry it all!"
Akiol snapped his fingers, "Also you could equip the humanoid forms of your tames. Kiro could probably use something here."
"There would still be too much!"
Wrock chuckled, "I'm sure you'll go through it eventually."
Kan'na shrugged, "I could take some pieces for some experiments. Otherwise I'm fine with Jarvis taking it."
Tilia withheld her opinion.
Jarvis watched as most of the party agreed with him taking it and sighed, "Fine! I'll deal with it, don't be upset if I end up selling it all and keep the money myself."
Yielya snickered, "Okay, sure."
Sticking out his tongue at Yielya he then turned his attention to the pile of loot. Taking a quick breath he began to sort through it and store it accordingly. Akiol then excused himself, "I have someone I gotta meet, so I'll be taking my leave early."
Everyone nodded, except for Yielya who commented, "Mr. Busyman I see."
"In a way."
Pulling out a scroll Akiol swiftly teleported away. Normally he wouldn't be in such a hurry, but he was personally excited for what was being revealed. Torch had notified him that the training area for Givale and Mira had been completed! Ever since the dungeon Akiol had gained a better insight in their shortcomings and had been planning to help them overcome it.
As he arrived at Torch's underground base he was greeted by a familiar humanoid robot, "You've arrived! Shall I show you what I've made?"
"Let's see it."
~ ~ ~
Travis looked up at a pair of pearly white gates. Stepping on a pair of stairs leading to them he murmured, "Finally made it."
Lumen was ecstatic, 'Is it finally my time to get repaired?'
"Maybe even better if I play my cards right."
'Even better?'
Travis remembered there being three specific requirements to enter the Holy Realm. As long as you fulfilled one of them you could enter. The First was the best way, by earning the recognition of the Angels or Gods. However it had to be—according to the Holy Codex—a form of good.
Second, by obtaining a key to open the gates. Finding a key was rough, and the only way to guarantee to get one is to kill an Angel who descended onto the Mortal's Domain. This way was the worst, for it was either heavily dependent on luck or gaining the hatred of the Angels and Gods.
The third way was simply being a Holy Race or Class. The gates would never reject one of its own kind unless specifically told to. This was the option Travis was betting it all on. His Class, his Race. . . even though it held ties with the Abyss it still was a Holy Class. So would the gates reject him?
Raising his hands he placed them on the pearly gates. Prepping himself he took another breath, "Only one way to find out!"
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