Chapter Seven Hundred And Twenty - 720
Chapter Seven Hundred And Twenty - 720
Chapter Seven Hundred And Twenty - 720
Hands of molten gold closed around Felix’s throat, and no amount of stat flaring could deny the Hierei’s impossible Strength. Scales rose up beneath the priest’s touch, but it could not stop the incredible heat from searing into him. His Health plummeted by thousands in seconds.
For a brief moment, a man with the face and body of the shining sun appeared behind the Hierei, and he swiped his gleaming hand in Felix’s direction.
ERROR!
Due To Outside Interference, Evolution Is Halted!
System Energy Denied!
Skill Evolution Cannot Be Continued!
Felix’s eyes bulged. Fucking Pathless!
The shining man vanished, leaving only the alabaster hulk in priestly vestments still squeezing him by the throat. “You have caused too many problems, Nevarre. The Hierophant should have disposed of you when she had the chance...but I will rectify that.”
Fiendforge is level 75!
...
Fiendforge is level 85!
Adept Tier!
You Gain:
+Decrease Significance Consumed In Forging!
+500 WIL
+500 INE
Continue Skill evolution! he demanded, forcing his Will against the System as he once had. Felix found no purchase with it, save for a single fluttering notification.
Skill Evolution Denied!
Stores Of Essence And Significance Insufficient!
He’d burned up too much in the combining of his Skills, then again by helping out Vess...Felix’s neck started to blister and smoke, while the peaceful smile of the Hierei never changed.
“Yes, I do enjoy that look,” he said, softer than a whisper. “You have realized how hopeless your situation is...and yet I have not yet begun to punish you.” He squeezed even harder, and Felix felt something creak and hoped it wasn’t his spine. “The Pathless wants you dead, and I am his servant in all things.”
I can’t eat the Hierei for more Essence or Significance, and I’ve already eaten the High Guard. Ideas slipped across his Mind, aching now as the lack of oxygen started to send dark sparks across his thoughts. I could—I—
Felix!
The voice sounded like Pit, but also Vess, and he wasn’t sure if he was remembering the sound or hearing it for real. He—
Felix blinked.
“I will end your threat, Nevarre, and then I will eradicate those that follow in your shadow.
You will die here, Unbound, choked by a simple priest of the god you cannot comprehend. Pathetically alone and powerless.”
“Idiot,” he rasped. “I’m...never...alone.”
“What?”
Felix hurled the rest of his reinforced Will and Intent against his chest, blaring the unified song of Harmony and Dissonance. A whirlwind kicked up around him and the Hierei, threaded with motes of multicolored Mana.
Mivun whipped his head around, his white stone brow furrowed. “What is this? What are you doing?”
Felix grabbed the man’s wrists, his black scales sizzling against the molten gold, and his eyes burned. “Let’s find out together.”
The united song rose to a crescendo, and the whirlwind became a hurricane of furious light.
Beef grunted as the message rolled across his vision just as the Oathbound Dragoons lifted their spears to attack. “Now?” He blocked a hurled Spear with his hammer, bashing it back into misty Mana. “Of all times?”
“You’re kidding me,” Archie said at his side. “How’s he do stuff like this?”
“Just hit yes!” Beef bellowed, before stomping on the earth and sending a ripple of Mana to explode against their foes.
“Ugh, fine!”
“Noctis’ tits!” Evie’s chain wrapped around a Paladin’s helmet and spun, pulping the lot. “Harn are you seein’ this?”
“I’ve already accepted it,” Harn grunted, before kicking a Priest through a neary column. “Hurry up. You’re missin’ the fight.”
“Tch.” Evie jabbed the notification.
“Again with—?” Atar scowled, closing himself into his office.
accept. do not tarry!
“Really? You of all—Whatever. Of course I’ll help him.” Atar confirmed the notification.
“You sit on a hollow throne.” Felix stepped forward, burned blood streaked across his chest. Mivun backed up with every advance he took. “Your Authority is stolen, and your god is stupid.”
With nothing but his bare stats, Felix rushed forward, and drove a clawed hand directly into the Hierei’s chest. Blood fountained and the man screamed, grabbing at his arm, chest, and neck. The guy was strong, but Felix was stronger. He forced his second hand at the priest, reaching not into his chest, but above his head, where a knot of twisted silver hung like a tarnished halo.
“NO!” Mivun railed. “Exaltation of the Light!”
Golden light Mana poured from the Hierei’s every orifice and turned his skin nearly translucent, as if he were moments away from turning into light himself. A mantle of heat expanded outward, bursting from the man like a cloud of withering force.
Empyrean Embrace!
“I appreciate the meal,” he said, after the light and heat vanished into his channels. Mivun stood dumbstruck, bloody robes disarrayed, before Felix clenched his talons around the silver knot above his head. “Now fuck off.”
He tore through the massive, tarnished bundle of Oaths with a single slash.
Mivun’s scream was deafening, and the System howled with a similar frenzy. A vast bell tolled somewhere both far away and infinitely close. It was omnipresent and deeper than any other time he’d done this, and was accompanied by a familiar voice.
BONDBREAKER!
Claws of silver and white stabbed at him, slashing through the fading remnants of silver lines around him. Felix was forced to fall back, dropping a near-catatonic Mivun to the ground as he fled. The claws didn’t stop, but instead slithered through the writhing threads like furious serpents in the shape of unnatural hands and arms. All of them a ghastly silver-white.
YOU DEFILE MY SACRED CHARGE FOR THE LAST TIME!
The threads stopped drifting, and instead began to reassemble above the Hierei’s convulsing Body.
Skein of Fate!
The Oaths around him snapped into sharp detail, and so did the hulking presence of Siva, Goddess of Fortune. She leaned over the Hierei’s Body like a spider, her many arms gathering up the silver thread and weaving it back together.
“Hey! I broke that!” Felix rushed forward again, dodging a gauntlet of slashing talons.“I intend for it to stay broken!”
The shadowed lump where Siva’s face should have been twisted, and dozens of silver flames flared like eyes. Power assaulted Felix, scalding his senses and tearing at his own Oaths. He grunted, but did not relent. He’d endured an attack like this before.
Title: Bondbreaker Is Active!
Oaths cannot affect you unless you allow it.
The vast majority of Siva’s attack melted away, unable to touch him.
YOU ARE ANATHEMA! BEGONE!
“And you’re weaker,” Felix said through gritted teeth. “Something wrong with your Shrine?”
The goddess’ innumerable hands faltered. What Have You Done?
“Not me,” he said, pointing to the trembling priest below her. “Him.”
Unnatural eyes regarded him, the Oaths, and the priest for several long moments before a cloud seemed to pass over her already hazy existence. Her claws unraveled, becoming ghostly threads before her arms and hulking body followed.
No. What Have You Done?
This time, Felix was certain she wasn’t talking to him.
Siva vanished, and Felix was left with a messy, half-woven ball of Oaths above a bloody Grandmaster. He strode over to it and gripped the tarnished threads with his hands once again.
“Stop,” Mivun begged. His thick hand snatched at Felix’s ankle, but there was no Strength behind it. “You do not know what you are doing...”
“I know exactly what I’m doing, asshole,” Felix said, and ripped the Oaths to shreds.
Another bell tolled, and this one shot out in all directions like a fuse made of tarnished silver light. The Hierei collapsed, eyes rolling back and mouth filling with foam and blood.
You Have Killed Mivun Tal, Hierei of Levantier and the Ghreldan Hills!
XP Earned!
Skein of Fate is level 83!
...
Skein of Fate is level 95!
You Have Gained 5 Levels!
You Are Now Level 74!
+100 to STR! +110 to PER! +110 to VIT! +130 to END! +120 to INT! +140 to WIL! +130 to AGL! +145 to DEX!
+100 All Harmonic Stats!
You Have 75 Unused Stat Points!
Felix fell onto his ass on the dais steps, System energy rioting through him.
It felt good.
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