"Jason, what's the matter?" Joe rode his own mechanical war horse forward with expertise, as he inquired with a frown on his face. He had no hint of doubt at Jason's words at all, but right now, he wished he did. "Look man, there are thousands upon thousands of monsters rushing over towards our direction as we speak." Jason responded with a frown of his own, "And there's a dead end ahead, hence I think we are trapped or something." He added. "I see... Do you think the creatures are smart enough to anticipat our moves beforehand, and planned everything out?" Joe nodded at Jason's words, and then queried for his thoughts on the whole matter. Yet the one to respond to his inquiry was not Jason, but number two, who rode their horse towards the two of them. 「The creatures of this Apocalypse are not that intelligent. They have purposes, true, but none of those purposes should allow them to be this intelligent at all. At least... under normal circumstances」 They said, their words carryi
Number two added, and Jason urged as he realized that the monsters and zombies were inching closer and closer to them. "Yeah yeah, we get it. So how does that explain the fact that it's their fault we are stuck here?" He asked in a rushed tone. 「Simple. There's a single passage that leads to the sanctuary in each cardinal direction, only known by the lieutenant commanders. Not even the monsters would know of it, hence it would be understandable to claim that they were destroyed from the inside, instead of the outside. An orchestrated plan of sorts」 The lieutenant commander responded, finally accepting the words of number two. Jason hurriedly nodded and summarized the situation. "So the higher up novaks planned a conspiracy since years ago, blowing up the passage and throwing away eight hundred thousand novaks as bait, to the Apocalypse all just for their goals hidden away from the public." "While their main purpose is what? We don't know, and I bet we won't know if we keep standing
Anabella dismounted from the mechanical war horse that she rode, thanking the novak that treated her kindly enough to give her a ride. "Thank you for your hospitality." Then hurrying off before the man could say anything, afraid of the intentions behind his kindness. 'I need to meet up with Jason, and soon.' She thought, maneuvering through the many novaks and their war horses, while making sure to carefully not attract their attention during the process. The area she dismounted at, was far away from where the others stopped, which made her wonder if it was intentional or not. And to add on, the novaks were conversing amongst themselves, bundling up in groups, thus making it loud and noisy. 'I also can't see further ahead... I need to leave. Fast.' She thought, her heart beat racing at the meaning behind all her thoughts. But just as she had those thoughts, three novaks took this opportunity to block her path, stopping her search of Jason. Her heart immediately sank to the bottom o
At the same time, they could now feel the thunderous sounds of multiple creatures rushing here, through the vibration of the ground, and the faint echo of zombie and monster cries. And this caused Beatrice to move closely besides Jason. "...Bee, let's call out the barrier for the time being, shall we?" Jason also realized her presence and whispered to her softly. And Beatrice nodded at his words without question. "Hm." She meekly responded, seemingly lost in thought. Then, a golden barrier spread out from her chest, encapsulating everyone within, and protecting them with its absolute protection. The barrier could handle anything below Tier 17, which made it a powerful cheat code for everyone. 'The barrier seems even stronger than before.' Anabella thought, guessing tbat Beatrice had probably Ranked herself up. 'Maybe... I should also Rank myself up so that I can at least be of help.' She added, checking the amount of energy essence she has. [ Rank: 1 (3276/600) ] She saw the larg
Anabella aimed the magic gun within her grasp, and regulated her breathe. She then kept silent, focusing as she pressed the trigger of the gun ever-so gently. Bang~!! And a bullet flew out from the magic gun at terrifying speed, traversing a hundred meters in almost an instant and striking an elderly formed zombie in a bizarre stance. Splurgh~ The bullet struck the zombie's head, and immediately evaporating it into a small cloud of yellowish bloody mist above its neck. A moment later, the zombie fell down lifeless, yet none of the monsters or other zombies reacted anyhow. [ You have killed a Rank 7 zombie crawler ] [ You have obtained 640 units of energy essence, and 65 Hunting Points ] Anabella saw the reflection of an interface reading such information at the corner of her vision. 'That... easy?' She thought in doubt and caution. At the sane time, she fought the pain within her chest. "What in the... what the fuck is going on here?" Jason's frown grew more and more bothered
'I won't make it in time...' The duplicate sighed while it continued applying Infinite Recovery to its wounds. Yet the pace of recovery was too slow. Especially so, against an opponent as fast as these creatures. But thanks to Jason's vast life force, even with a scratched heart, and a pieced chest, the duplicate was still able to stand strong. "Damn, really. And here I thought everything would flow perfectly well for me. Guess I was wrong." It added with a bitter smile, while slowly retreating. But the monsters and zombies were not ones to let such a prey off. Especially as he was within the center of the army in front of them. 'Well I guess this is one duplicate off the hook.' He thought, but still chose to fight back. Lightning danced around the hands of the duplicate, as it retreated while healing itself. The creature that attacked it, did not back off and charged over with full force and its terrifying speed. 'Fuck, it's way faster than I can respond!!' Exclaimed the duplicat
[ Fenrir's Rage (Level S) :- Allows one to embody the ultimate wrath of the god-eating wolf, Fenrir. In this form, all stats are increased by 500%, and you are immune to any influence such as Talents, Traits, Skills, Abilities etc, below Level S grade. Your INT decreases by 99%, and all your actions are driven by instincts. ] A terrifying talent born out of the Fusion of many talents of reckless origin. A talent born to literally go against the very concept of "gods", that Jason came to believe in not too long ago. Which piqued quite the question: If gods like goddess stella, the goddess of stars, was capable of holding authority over the stars... what level potential threat did a Talent that could literally go against such beings, have? Jason was piqued by the question itself, and was willing to find out to what extent this talent could grow. 'What potential do you have compared to Medusa's Charm?' He thought, already beginning a competition of value for his own numerous traits.
The situation within the battlefield was chaotic and beyond control. Even Jason had to bet his hopes on fenrir, as well as his luck to obtain a life-saving Talent from his preys. His two duplicates were his betting chips. Meanehile, a few kilometers away from the battlefield, two people stood above a small hill and watched the battle with curiosity, dread and bated breathes. Especially so, as behind them, was an epidemic with the rising potential to become a pandemic, chasing after them. Their situation was no less dire than those at front. In fact, the situation was too dire. 'And that makes me wonder, what the hell is the true body thinking?! Why did they stop? No, more importantly, why are they still fighting?!' The duplicate left behind to supervise Timicus thought to itself. Many an occasion did it think of simply dispersing itself and returning back to the main body, but knowing Timicus, the man would probably find it hard to rendezvous with the original team. Hence it chos
He snapped his fingers, and above his palms, a white crystal appeared. Pure white, and radiant in nature, it dwarfed any normal jewel or crystal the two have ever seen within their life. "This is..." Anabella exclaimed, as she felt her blood boil at the appearance of the crystal, with her breathe slowly hastening. 'What... What's going on with my body..?!?!' She panicked. "Calm down. This is a shard of divinity, exactly what you're looking for to exceed your current Rank and mortality." Jason saw through her sudden excitement and panic, as he decided to calm her down, then went back to appraising the shard of divinity closely. [ Shard of Divinity ] [ Rank :- 20 (Deity-Low) ] [ Function :- A rare graded treasure, that is obtained from Higher Worlds or from Planes above worlds, or from divine beings killed. It can be used with, and within anything, having high Affinity with almost all things within the Universe. The higher its rank, the higher the Affinity with Existence. Can act a
A question that was not much of a question at all. It felt like a command. And hearing that she would grow even stronger, Anabella felt dread invade her nerves. Just ranking up three times gave her a sense of great power, let alone when she went as far as to Rank up six times!! She dreaded the idea, but went forth with it nonetheless. "Uh, ye–yes, right away." Anabella, though even more confused and frightful, still did as ordered, and ranked herself up again. And this time, it was the first time she went through six Ranks at the same time. No, nine ranks, including the prior three ranks from Rank 9 to Rank 12. The changes to her mentality? Were great. [ TING~ ] [ You have spent 101,250 units of Energy Essence to promote yourself towards the next three ranks ] [ An achievement made!! Congratulations for being one of the top 100 humans to reach Rank 18 first –all your stats have increased by ten points each ] "Oh?" Anabella paused in shock, letting out a light exclaim at the
The true clone was having a conversation with Felix, trying to learn more about the opponents it had to take out before facing the big boss, Fein the demonic deity himself. And the conversation was just beginning to take place, when a sea of notifications made an entrance, detailing an inclusion of a high element into the conversion process. Just like how the creation of the demonic undeads had the inclusion of Constell, or rather now known as Daemon, the corrupted greater god of constellations and destiny's bloodline, made them a demonic variant of undeads. This time, the inclusion was a fragment of divinity. The true clone briefly glanced through the notifications, and the choices the Jason, within the "Temple of Stars", had chosen t
But what would the death gods do even if Jason swore onto their name and divinity? Nothing, and he knew that too. They had no access to his destination, and they all knew their incarnations would be easily destroyed when sent down. Hence they could only swallow up their pride, pretend they heard nothing of such, and respond to his genuine concern. And sure thing, a response quickly came. The same introduction as always appeared before it, and the true clone smiled, continuing to read through more red tinted notifications that flashed by. The true clone paused, and briefed through the notifications once again. It went through t
[ TING~ ] [ 25% of the obtained units of energy essence have been transfered to your party members, and is shared equally amongst them ] [ TING~ ] [ 25% of the obtained units of energy essence have been transfered to your demonic undeads, and is shared equally amongst them ] 50% of its energy essence... gone!! The true clone reread through the notifications that suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but sigh. 'I forgot about these guys, and their presence. Well... honestly, this alone is still enough to last me far longer than I can presume.' It thought to itself. Fifteen million units of energy essence was still a lot to have. Even when including the fact that Jason required seven times more energy essence than others to Rank himself up. It was still enough. 'I bet this is enough to take me all the way towards the rank of semi-higher beings, or the likes. Maybe even beyond that level.' It thought, a smiling etching itself on its face. And taking into consideration the fact th
From his deduction, the Cypressian Lord would not survive for the next coming ten seconds. By then, it would truly be dead, regardless of how much of a struggle it puts on. "What can I say? I'm just every false god's living nightmare." The true clone responded with pride, sighing in relief as it's bet and calculation took place perfectly as calculated. After all, taking down eighty million points of Vitality was not something easy to do. Not even for itself. Next time, [Fenrir's Rage] would be excluded, since the raging special effect was not of much use to it. 'If it wasn't for the "Black Gloves" and the fifth grade blessing of the [White Shadow Blessing], I would have long pulled back without any sort of hesitation at all.' It expressed, now waiting to reap the benefits of killing the Cypressian Lord. It then went through its plan again, and how risky it would have been if it failed. But first, it checked the wondrous definition of the fifth stage of the [White Shodow Blessing].
"Fucking go back." The true clone uttered, throwing down yet another Dual Lance towards the Cypressian Lord that had secretly escaped the hands of death. It's intention clear, as it wanted the Cypressian Lord back into the folds of death, and the [Undead Monarch] Trait also cried out in defiance when it felt parts of its authority being rejected right before it. 'Perish.' The true clone thought, as the Dual Lance tore through the skies like a white flash of lightning, entering through one portal-way, and out another. And like the judgement of the gods repeating their punishment once more, the Dual Lance struck the same place, and snuffed out the life force of the Cypressian Lord, not even giving it the chance to let out a cry of pain. "..." Yet nobody celebrated. "It... has yet to die." Felix added once more, now understanding why Fate had warned him not to go against his brother, without sufficient preparations to die. 'Fein, oh Fein, you seem to be determined to fight against
"...Like a war king, my brother has his defense unit, offense unit, as well as support unit. Oh, the artifact you destroyed not too long was supposed to have been the scouting unit. Fortunately, it was not yet a half-divine ranked artifact, and was not blessed." Felix carefully divulged, information that would be considered 'snitching', as he was throwing his own brother under the bus. And without remorse, added more with a straight face. "...And to add, each one is actually more of a greater threat than the other. Personally, I believe this one is the easiest to deal with as long as–" He continued, looking straight at the true clone, and how it visibly got more and more annoyed at his attempts. Until finally, when a smile crept up on his face as if he knew he was annoying it. The true clone finally snapped, and gave him the attentions he needed, "Shut up for a minute. I promise I'll get back to you in a minute, you damned bastard." It said, bathed in anger and annoyance. "Okay."
[Undead Monarch] was only for just in case an error took place, and it would die. This Trait gave it power over death, temporarily giving it Undead properties such as being undying, as long as it's subjects still existed – the demonic undead trio in this case. Each one acted as a soul courier, whereby if they exist, it exists. [Dawn of The Trimurti] also gave it amazing boosts of strength, secretly increasing each stat by 4,000 points. A hidden effect not included within its long description, and something that the true clone did not mind. Plus, it also had plans for [The Creator – Brahma's Mind Eye], which allowed it to be able to create anything of its level once a weak. 'Didn't think I'd be wasting this chance here, but I don't mind. I'll just create something that can kill someone, regardless of it's reviving powers. Hence, I can eliminate this guy with just one shot.' It thought, not sure if such an effect was at its level or beyond it. Nonetheless, it had to work. [Son of Me