334. Wyverns Dead
Salvos (Secely’s Sentinel) (The Devil’s Daughter)
Species: [Archdemon of Pride]
Subspecies: [Daeva Cambion] - Lvl. 132
Class: [Grand Mystic of the Nexeus] - Lvl. 97
General Skills:
[Advanced Mana Manipulation] - Lvl. 8
[Identification] - Lvl. 6
[Racial Skill: Universal Language Comprehension] - Lvl. 2
[Rest] - Lvl. 5
[Lesser Enhanced Wisdom] - Lvl. 7
[Title Skill: General Status Effect Resistance] - Lvl. 1
[Ttle Skill: Invoke Wrath] - Lvl. 1
[Title Skill: Protection of the Sentinel] - Lvl. 1
[Title Skill: The Devil’s Grace] - Lvl. 1 (Maxed)
[Racial Skill: Divine Essence of the Daeva Cambion] - Lvl. 1 (Maxed)
Stats:
[Available Stat Points: 0]
[Vitality]: 150 (+30) (+10)
[Strength]: 142 (+30) (+10)
[Endurance]: 150 (+30) (+10) (+3)
[Wisdom]: 268 (+30) (+10) (+13)
[Agility]: 320 (+30) (+10) (+5)
Skills:
[Available Skill Points: 7]
[Barrage of Cinders] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Demon’s Mark] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Haste] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Intimidation] - Lvl. 10 (Maxed)
[Faux Limbs] - Lvl. 10
[Nebular Construct] - Lvl. 10
[Radiant Slash] - Lvl. 15 (Maxed)
[Salvo of Vanity] - Lvl. 15
[The Primordial Spark] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Wings of the Netherworld] - Lvl. 10 (Maxed)
[Passive - A Hunter’s Sense] - Lvl. 10 (Maxed)
[Passive - Blue Flames] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Passive - Weapon Mastery] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[My Flame Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] - Lvl. 1 (Maxed)
Secondary Skills:
[Available Secondary Skill Points: 11]
[Dimensional Pocket] - Lvl 10 (Maxed)
[Mass Particulate Modification] - Lvl 10 (Maxed)
[Mystical Projection] - Lvl 15 (Maxed)
[Long Range Teleportation] - Lvl 20 (Maxed)
[Planar Navigation] - Lvl. 10 (Maxed)
[Scattering Displacement] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Warped Time] - Lvl 20 (Maxed)
I watched as the Frost Lord dropped. Slowly. Like it was lumbering through the air. Its head fell alongside its massive body, separated cleanly by my Divine Nebular Scythe.
It was a [Lesser Wyvern]. Or more specifically, a [Lesser Frost Wyvern of the Tempest]. With a Title, too. And the battle was tough. It reminded me of the kind of fights I’d used to have when I first arrived in the Mortal Realm. A monster that was above my level— that would inflict a significant amount of damage with each hit. But I avoided its attacks. I wore it down with my barrage of Skills. With my speed.
And I brought it down.
All by myself. No— I wasn’t alone. There were others fighting with me. I spun around, and there the battlefield seemed to slow. Where it looked like everyone was moving at a sluggish pace.
Then I realized it was just the effects of my [Warped Time] still in effect. It ended, and I took in the scene. The fighting. The floating bits of rock soaring through the air. I saw a Wyvern crashing into Daniel’s boulder, only for him to leap onto its back and ride it as he swung at the rest of the flock. Amanda, Willy, Crocus— there were so many people here. Each of them strong in their own right.
The Wyverns fell one after another. And while they were still far greater than us in number, they knew they had to regroup. Strategize. Except… their leader was dead.
I’d killed the Frost Lord.
And they didn’t know what to do then. It was like they were stunned— at a loss of even where they were. Their movements grew erratic. But they still fought. Until the first [Lesser Wyvern] made the decision to flee. Then it was over.
They scattered. Little by little, they spread out. Like flies. They zipped away. Nearly a hundred of the hulking winged creatures flew off, heading back to Motharis. They left in a frenzy. Not organized or even grouped together.
“Good work everyone!”
I clapped my hands together as we descended back down from the sky. Obviously, there were some casualties. Not anyone I knew, so I didn’t really care. But that meant it wasn’t all celebration when we returned.
It was more as though everyone collectively finally let out a sigh of relief. A crisis was averted. And now it was time to tally the damage. Crocus Merryster immediately met up with Gannon Norwood. Saffron helped tend to Zin’s wounds. There were many people injured from the fighting, or caught in the crossfire.
Even though we’d been battling hundreds of feet in the air, there were stray projectiles or breath attacks that crashed into the caravans below. Everyone was cleaning up or dealing with the aftermath. Even Daniel went around with Amanda— forcing her— to help.
I approached Saffron, making sure she was alright.
“I’m fine, Salvos. Look, I may not even be half your level, but I’m still relatively high-leveled.”
She rolled her eyes as she reassured me. I smiled.
“That’s good! I’m just glad we were able to drive off those Wyverns!”
Although I was upset I couldn’t bring down more of them on my own. I just needed a few more levels to reach my next Class advancement. This was exciting.
“Indeed.”
Zin Norwood interjected as she got to her feet. The [Druid] smiled at me, placing a hand on my shoulder.
“You did a good job, Salvos. Let’s hope the rest of that Wyvern flock will leave the Human lands. Even a single [Lesser Wyvern] is incredibly dangerous.”
“Yep! But we still beat them easily!”
I flexed an arm, grinning. Zin nodded in agreement.
“That is the power of Humankind.”
She spoke simply. And I froze. I slowly lowered my hand as Saffron pursed her lips, quickly glancing between us.
“Um… what?”
I cocked my head. Zin just continued, not realizing my stiff reaction.
“The power of Humankind. Our unity in the face of adversity. Sometimes, it may take a while for us to band together. But when we do, we are always able to repel any enemies that come our way. The same thing happened with the Kobolds invaded. When the Elves attacked us. When the Centinels came. We’ve always managed to push them back.”
“The power of Humankind… huh?”
That didn’t make sense to me. I mean, weren’t the Centinels all united as well? At least, to a certain extent, they were working together when they fled the Endlands. And what about the Kobolds when they invaded? Or the Elves?
I didn’t understand this logic. And it kind of made me uncomfortable that she was lumping me in together as a Human. Because I wasn’t. Zin just smiled as I shuffled my feet. Finally, she realized something was amiss, and she peered at me.
“Is something the matter?”
“No.”
I sighed, turning away.
“It’s nothing.”
—-
The rest of the trip to the Helbir Plains proceeded smoothly. Although there were quite a few panicked messages sent via spell warning the nearby cities about Wyverns and rampaging [Goliath Oliphants].
We reached the heart of the Helbir League. The nation that was currently in charge of the alliance. It was a massive city state called Alyras. And it was here where the Veridians were located.
We reached their estate— a large palatial structure atop a hill at the center of the city. Our caravan set up an encampment just outside of the city with only minor issues, since the Veridians notified the king of our arrival.
In fact, the king himself greeted us, along with quite the gathering from the city. He actually bowed to Anya Veridian, even though I was pretty sure that was not how kings were supposed to carry themselves. And he spread his arms wide as he spoke.
“We are happy to host the Norwoods, the Merrysters, and their guests here in our city!”
The king shook his head, turning to the audience gathered. His citizens.
“These families have come together to pledge themselves and their resources to bring down the Primeval Demon plaguing our lands. Treat them well, for they are our honored guests!”
A susurration ran through the crowd. They spoke in hurried whispers as they pointed our way. I narrowed my eyes as I heard their talk and chatter.
“Can they really defeat the Primeval Demon?”
“Maybe they’re here to join forces with the adventurer army?”
“The Primeval Demon stands no chance against them!”
I blinked and turned to Saffron.
“Adventurer army? What are they talking about?”
“The Three Honorable Companies are gathering the adventurers throughout all of the Human lands. They’re meeting here, in the Helbir Plains, in a few weeks’ time.”
Saffron explained casually.
“Honestly, that’s part of the reason why we decided to come here. Because if the Primeval Demon does give chase to us, it’d have to face the Hellbir League and the adventurer alliance before getting to us.”
“Huh.”
I tapped a finger on my chin.
“Do you mean every single adventurer is coming?”
“Most of them.”
Saffron raised a brow.
“Why?”
I beamed, clasping my hands together excitedly.
“That means I can see Edithe soon!”
My third companion. I hadn’t seen her in so long. I couldn’t wait to get to meet her again— see how strong she grew.
Saffron just stared at me.
“...who?”
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334. Wyverns Dead
Salvos (Secely’s Sentinel) (The Devil’s Daughter)
Species: [Archdemon of Pride]
Subspecies: [Daeva Cambion] - Lvl. 132
Class: [Grand Mystic of the Nexeus] - Lvl. 97
General Skills:
[Advanced Mana Manipulation] - Lvl. 8
[Identification] - Lvl. 6
[Racial Skill: Universal Language Comprehension] - Lvl. 2
[Rest] - Lvl. 5
[Lesser Enhanced Wisdom] - Lvl. 7
[Title Skill: General Status Effect Resistance] - Lvl. 1
[Ttle Skill: Invoke Wrath] - Lvl. 1
[Title Skill: Protection of the Sentinel] - Lvl. 1
[Title Skill: The Devil’s Grace] - Lvl. 1 (Maxed)
[Racial Skill: Divine Essence of the Daeva Cambion] - Lvl. 1 (Maxed)
Stats:
[Available Stat Points: 0]
[Vitality]: 150 (+30) (+10)
[Strength]: 142 (+30) (+10)
[Endurance]: 150 (+30) (+10) (+3)
[Wisdom]: 268 (+30) (+10) (+13)
[Agility]: 320 (+30) (+10) (+5)
Skills:
[Available Skill Points: 7]
[Barrage of Cinders] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Demon’s Mark] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Haste] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Intimidation] - Lvl. 10 (Maxed)
[Faux Limbs] - Lvl. 10
[Nebular Construct] - Lvl. 10
[Radiant Slash] - Lvl. 15 (Maxed)
[Salvo of Vanity] - Lvl. 15
[The Primordial Spark] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Wings of the Netherworld] - Lvl. 10 (Maxed)
[Passive - A Hunter’s Sense] - Lvl. 10 (Maxed)
[Passive - Blue Flames] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Passive - Weapon Mastery] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[My Flame Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] - Lvl. 1 (Maxed)
Secondary Skills:
[Available Secondary Skill Points: 11]
[Dimensional Pocket] - Lvl 10 (Maxed)
[Mass Particulate Modification] - Lvl 10 (Maxed)
[Mystical Projection] - Lvl 15 (Maxed)
[Long Range Teleportation] - Lvl 20 (Maxed)
[Planar Navigation] - Lvl. 10 (Maxed)
[Scattering Displacement] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Warped Time] - Lvl 20 (Maxed)
I watched as the Frost Lord dropped. Slowly. Like it was lumbering through the air. Its head fell alongside its massive body, separated cleanly by my Divine Nebular Scythe.
It was a [Lesser Wyvern]. Or more specifically, a [Lesser Frost Wyvern of the Tempest]. With a Title, too. And the battle was tough. It reminded me of the kind of fights I’d used to have when I first arrived in the Mortal Realm. A monster that was above my level— that would inflict a significant amount of damage with each hit. But I avoided its attacks. I wore it down with my barrage of Skills. With my speed.
And I brought it down.
All by myself. No— I wasn’t alone. There were others fighting with me. I spun around, and there the battlefield seemed to slow. Where it looked like everyone was moving at a sluggish pace.
Then I realized it was just the effects of my [Warped Time] still in effect. It ended, and I took in the scene. The fighting. The floating bits of rock soaring through the air. I saw a Wyvern crashing into Daniel’s boulder, only for him to leap onto its back and ride it as he swung at the rest of the flock. Amanda, Willy, Crocus— there were so many people here. Each of them strong in their own right.
The Wyverns fell one after another. And while they were still far greater than us in number, they knew they had to regroup. Strategize. Except… their leader was dead.
I’d killed the Frost Lord.
And they didn’t know what to do then. It was like they were stunned— at a loss of even where they were. Their movements grew erratic. But they still fought. Until the first [Lesser Wyvern] made the decision to flee. Then it was over.
They scattered. Little by little, they spread out. Like flies. They zipped away. Nearly a hundred of the hulking winged creatures flew off, heading back to Motharis. They left in a frenzy. Not organized or even grouped together.
“Good work everyone!”
I clapped my hands together as we descended back down from the sky. Obviously, there were some casualties. Not anyone I knew, so I didn’t really care. But that meant it wasn’t all celebration when we returned.
It was more as though everyone collectively finally let out a sigh of relief. A crisis was averted. And now it was time to tally the damage. Crocus Merryster immediately met up with Gannon Norwood. Saffron helped tend to Zin’s wounds. There were many people injured from the fighting, or caught in the crossfire.
Even though we’d been battling hundreds of feet in the air, there were stray projectiles or breath attacks that crashed into the caravans below. Everyone was cleaning up or dealing with the aftermath. Even Daniel went around with Amanda— forcing her— to help.
I approached Saffron, making sure she was alright.
“I’m fine, Salvos. Look, I may not even be half your level, but I’m still relatively high-leveled.”
She rolled her eyes as she reassured me. I smiled.
“That’s good! I’m just glad we were able to drive off those Wyverns!”
Although I was upset I couldn’t bring down more of them on my own. I just needed a few more levels to reach my next Class advancement. This was exciting.
“Indeed.”
Zin Norwood interjected as she got to her feet. The [Druid] smiled at me, placing a hand on my shoulder.
“You did a good job, Salvos. Let’s hope the rest of that Wyvern flock will leave the Human lands. Even a single [Lesser Wyvern] is incredibly dangerous.”
“Yep! But we still beat them easily!”
I flexed an arm, grinning. Zin nodded in agreement.
“That is the power of Humankind.”
She spoke simply. And I froze. I slowly lowered my hand as Saffron pursed her lips, quickly glancing between us.
“Um… what?”
I cocked my head. Zin just continued, not realizing my stiff reaction.
“The power of Humankind. Our unity in the face of adversity. Sometimes, it may take a while for us to band together. But when we do, we are always able to repel any enemies that come our way. The same thing happened with the Kobolds invaded. When the Elves attacked us. When the Centinels came. We’ve always managed to push them back.”
“The power of Humankind… huh?”
That didn’t make sense to me. I mean, weren’t the Centinels all united as well? At least, to a certain extent, they were working together when they fled the Endlands. And what about the Kobolds when they invaded? Or the Elves?
I didn’t understand this logic. And it kind of made me uncomfortable that she was lumping me in together as a Human. Because I wasn’t. Zin just smiled as I shuffled my feet. Finally, she realized something was amiss, and she peered at me.
“Is something the matter?”
“No.”
I sighed, turning away.
“It’s nothing.”
—-
The rest of the trip to the Helbir Plains proceeded smoothly. Although there were quite a few panicked messages sent via spell warning the nearby cities about Wyverns and rampaging [Goliath Oliphants].
We reached the heart of the Helbir League. The nation that was currently in charge of the alliance. It was a massive city state called Alyras. And it was here where the Veridians were located.
We reached their estate— a large palatial structure atop a hill at the center of the city. Our caravan set up an encampment just outside of the city with only minor issues, since the Veridians notified the king of our arrival.
In fact, the king himself greeted us, along with quite the gathering from the city. He actually bowed to Anya Veridian, even though I was pretty sure that was not how kings were supposed to carry themselves. And he spread his arms wide as he spoke.
“We are happy to host the Norwoods, the Merrysters, and their guests here in our city!”
The king shook his head, turning to the audience gathered. His citizens.
“These families have come together to pledge themselves and their resources to bring down the Primeval Demon plaguing our lands. Treat them well, for they are our honored guests!”
A susurration ran through the crowd. They spoke in hurried whispers as they pointed our way. I narrowed my eyes as I heard their talk and chatter.
“Can they really defeat the Primeval Demon?”
“Maybe they’re here to join forces with the adventurer army?”
“The Primeval Demon stands no chance against them!”
I blinked and turned to Saffron.
“Adventurer army? What are they talking about?”
“The Three Honorable Companies are gathering the adventurers throughout all of the Human lands. They’re meeting here, in the Helbir Plains, in a few weeks’ time.”
Saffron explained casually.
“Honestly, that’s part of the reason why we decided to come here. Because if the Primeval Demon does give chase to us, it’d have to face the Hellbir League and the adventurer alliance before getting to us.”
“Huh.”
I tapped a finger on my chin.
“Do you mean every single adventurer is coming?”
“Most of them.”
Saffron raised a brow.
“Why?”
I beamed, clasping my hands together excitedly.
“That means I can see Edithe soon!”
My third companion. I hadn’t seen her in so long. I couldn’t wait to get to meet her again— see how strong she grew.
Saffron just stared at me.
“...who?”
MelasD
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