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56.38% Unbound Familiar / Chapter 402: New Hat

บท 402: New Hat

"Arcane Curse! Last Word! Hex! Spatial Scatter!" Michael shouts, attempting to silence and disorient the mage before it could use the staff again. His silence spells work, covering the mage in a sickly blue glow that seems to be constantly attacking the target, along with the white/blue glow that surrounded its feet. His Hex fizzles however, doing literally nothing. Spatial Scatter works to a limited extent, the black bolts tearing through some of its armour as it attempts to dodge then, one managing to destroy its left leg... Which doesn't do much since the priest just floats around everywhere.

Unfortunately, this is where Michael realised a misconception of his... Staffs in Skyrim were just magical foci, they were magical items... Which couldn't be silenced...

"Oh shit." he mutters as the orb atop the staff glows a bright blue, the laser mere moments from being cast. "COUNTER SPELL!" he exclaims as the laser strikes him, slamming against the spherical blue shield that appears, causing the laser to deflect in random directions as if it'd hit a disco ball, causing smaller lasers to strike out at many random points in the room.

Even the Dragon Priest looks ready to piss himself in fear as it stops floating and begins crawling along the floor, then staff for some reason refuses to cease the attack.

Michael's just thankful he hadn't brought the others with him since they'd have been mulched by this attack. He doubted any defences they could set up would do anything, barring Tiffania's Teleportation Gate to transport the attack elsewhere... Which is neither quiet enough nor quick enough to be used in such a reactionary manner without a shit load of planning.

Luckily, the Staff of Magnus stops firing before Michael's shield ends, allowing him to Blink over to the Dragon Priest with Derflinger at the ready...

"Fo Krah Diin!" the Dragon Priest suddenly shouts, forcing Michael to cast Cold Embrace on himself as huge blast of ice is expelled from the undead's mouth. The ice-cold winds caused the temperature in the cavern to drop significantly, freezing any free liquids that were present.

It was powerful, incredibly so, more than the Draugr or Illococoo were able to show... Which made Michael slightly fearful of what the Dragons will be able to do.

He allows Cold Embrace to dispel but has to move again as another laser is shot towards him... He does manage to Blink Strike behind the Dragon Priest as it starts its attack however, quickly sliding Derflinger between its armour and into its back.

*Shink!*

"HHHhaaaarrrrghk! Zu'u Los Vozahlaas! Aar Do Rah! Fos Los Hi, Pusojur!?" the priest screams out as he feels the attack slip through. No blood spills out due to its undead physique, but Michael could sense magicka leaking out from its body.

He pulls out the weapon and makes another attack, this time for the neck, only to duck under the flail-like swipe of the priest as it swings the Staff of Magnus at him as if it were a club.

"Dragon Tongue my balls!" Michael shouts, driving the tip of Derflinger into the bottom of its jaw that wasn't blocked by its dragon priest mask. The blade successfully pierced its skull and brain, prompting it to immediately drop to the floor, dead... Or deader than it was before.

Michael drops to his ass and lets out a breath after scooping up the Staff of Magnus. The thing glowed an eerie blue in his hands, as if it were aware of its change in ownership.

"Oi partner, don't think about replacing me with this thing, ya hear?" Derflinger says, causing the Staff of Magnus' light to flicker as if making responding to it.

Michael shrugs, "You're a sword, it's a staff, two completely different things, buddy." he says, not answering either way.

"Hmmm. Makes sense. I think...?"

"Anyway, let's see what you can do..." Michael mutters, thrusting the Staff of Magnus towards the wall on the opposite side of the cavern.

*THWWWOM!*

The same laser as the priest had been using fires out, drawing a dustless line across the wall before it stops. "Oh, this is really cool." he says before bending down and prying the disgustingly sticky Dragon Priest Mask from the corpse and depositing it into his inventory, noting that it direly needed a clean before use...

With the Dragon Priest dead, Michael goes ahead and clears up the rest of the tomb, copying the Word Wall that'd been placed in the dungeon for Illococoo, taking the abundance of loot that was lying around, and then leaving via Dimension Gate.

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A week after he'd scavenged through the Labyrinthian, Michael decided that it was probably a good time to hop to another world. He hadn't forgotten his goal of becoming powerful enough to resist whatever stunts the Daedric Princes would try to pull, and he wasn't stupid enough to think that they weren't away of him now that he'd made a name for himself in Skyrim.

He'd leave for a week or two, just like how he'd done with the zombie world, and he'd put Tiffania, Megumin, and Maria in charge of managing the construction process. They each had the general idea of what he wanted to create, though, Tiffania was more in the know than anyone.

As for what world he'd pick to go to? He had no idea, Tiffania couldn't pick the destination, so his copy of her spell certainly wouldn't either.

Regardless. After packing up all the essentials and making sure there were no loose ends to deal with, he gives a short farewell to his friends before diving into the portal, this time attempting to expedite the travelling process by 'swimming' in the air... It didn't do much but he got a chuckle out of it, and he was sure any Cthulu gods that manage this space would get a kick out of it as well...


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บท 403: Quadpocalypse

A portal appears high over a huge alien-looking city where violent green fires raged and exploded from random points. Screams of terror and despair were an almost constant sound, along with the vicious roars of strange and barbaric creatures.

Michael falls from the portal and begins plummeting to the city below but quickly gathers his composure before employing Arctic Burn, conjuring large dragon wings made of ephemeral light and frost magic to form at his back, allowing him to glide down onto the roof on a nearby building.

"Huh, probably should have expected this with what I was aiming for..." he mutters to himself, taking a moment to marvel at the high-tech looking city that was primarily built from white/grey stone and huge gemstones that seemed to provide both light and power.

Unfortunately, most of the beauty of the place was lost with a million plumes of smoke rising from various parts. Not only from the city, but seemingly the entire world. Even the sky had turned a vile green and was almost entirely obscured by looming, ominous black clouds.

"Another apocalypse... Hang on, first Familiar of Zero which had a world-destroying dragon, then Skyrim which has Alduin, another world-destroying dragon, a zombie world, and now this... That's four outta four now... The fuck's happening." he mutters to himself, wondering if Tiffania's void magic was attuned to places almost completely destroyed.

He shakes his head, focussing on the city around him to see if he could figure out just where he was. He couldn't tell from just the architecture of the place, but looking down at the streets below, he could see a variety of creatures causing chaos. They came in all sorts of shapes and colours, but the thing that linked them all together was their use of the sickly green flames.

There weren't any local survivors around this area, having probably been devoured by these creatures earlier. Not even leaving a single corpse for him to take a look at.

He rubs his face and decides to wear the Morokei Dragon Priest Mask to avoid the acrid smoke lingering around the place. Not to mention its utility in passively regenerating magic when worn. "Alright Derflinger, Darth, ready to stomp some cunts?"

"Aye aye, Partner."

"By your will, Master."

He nods, giving his frost wings a brief flap before descending upon the city below, landing in a street and immediately getting to work destroying the creatures... Or demons, as he quickly learned once he'd understood their language.

"Geeet himmm! Killll himmm!! For the Looooord!"

"Fooor the Dark One!!"

"DEVOUR HIM!"

"Yeah, how about no?" Michael remarks as he blocks a claw with Derflinger and shoots the offending demon in the chest with a Spatial Scatter, causing it to disintegrate once hit.

A fireball made of green flames is thrown toward him and he reacts by blocking it with Derflinger, only for the sentient blade to scream out in pain. "AARGH! HOT! HOT! HOT! Partner! That burns!" it exclaims while doing its best to suck up the magic contained within the flames, leaving behind a glowing green gas that quickly fades into the air.

"Alright, alright, got it." he says, thrusting Derflinger into the neck of a red-skinned imp of some sort, its glowing green blood spraying out as if he'd just performed a visceral attack in Bloodborne.

These demons were far, far stronger than the zombies he'd faced, or even the Overlord Draugr that'd once kicked his ass and almost killed him. He was only doing so well now because of his massively increased stats, and stacking bonuses from [Essence Shift], [Fiery Soul], and [Glaives of Wisdom]. Which were boosting his Agility, attack and movement speed, and Intelligence respectively.

The boost to his Intelligence alone was enough to essentially give him infinite mana while he was fighting, allowing him to consistently harm the enemy while healing himself with Restoration spells, keeping his health and stamina topped off.

Unfortunately, the good times don't last, as the trouble he'd been causing the demonic forces had been noticed by some of the stronger creatures. The imps, succubi, and weird dog things retreat as something powerful to Michael's senses approaches. Its steps visibly shake the nearby buildings as it gets closer and closer...

"WHO DARES FIGHT THE WILL OF THE BURNING LEGION!?" a voice roars as its owner stomps around the corner, revealing itself to be a huge winged man, standing on armoured goat-like legs that blended with his more human parts. His face was a distorted facsimile of pure rage and cruelty, with large fangs protruding from his face and huge horns extending from its forehead.

Michael was struck by a feeling of nostalgia for a moment, but it quickly passed and gave way to caution as its creature's very presence bore down on him. This was the first time in a long time where he actually felt completely outmatched, just by the feeling alone he had high doubts in actually being able to fight this thing.

"WELL!? SPEAK MORTAL!? OR HAS FEAR ROBBED YOU OF YOUR SENSES!?" it roars, as green energy gathers in its large claws.

"I was just wondering what happened first! If it was the bat, goat, or mole that fucked your mother first for you to end up like that!" Michael retorts, hiding his reluctance to fight the thing with his usual crude humour.

"SO YOU CAN SPEAK. GOOD. LIVE PREY ALWAYS SCREAM THE LOUDEST! I WILL TEAR YOUR SOUL FROM YOUR PATHETIC BODY AND DEVOUR IT, PIECE BY PIECE!" the winged demon shouts as he puts his hands together, causing the green glow to get brighter and brighter.

Michael Blinks away to a nearby rooftop to preemptively avoid whatever attack it was about to unleash, but is taken off guard as it demon thrusts its hands into the air, causing green projectiles to shoot upwards before changing direction to target Michael directly, like mortars that shot homing missiles.


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