nagpurpolice Chapter 1179: Chapter 1178: Tests of Power (4)
Chapter 1179: Chapter 1178: Tests of Power (4)
Chapter 1179: Chapter 1178: Tests of Power (4)
Unlike before I wasn't dodging a simple blade that threatened to slice through my skin, but instead I was dodging a compressed ring of wind that shot through the air like a bullet before exploding outwards, sending a wave of energy rippling through the air and squishing muscle against bone even without a direct impact.
Someone on the other side of us was acting like a humanoid gatling gun as they shot dozens of those rings back to back, smacking them against shields - which threatened to rip the metal to shreds while also chewing through the mana supplied into the enchantment - and sometimes even landing against our troops.
Those unlucky enough to get hit were allowed to experience the wonderful feeling of a projectile exploding beneath their skin and ripping the muscle and tissues off of their bone before shattering the calcium sticks to completely erase that portion of their body.
A poor bastard nearby stumbled backwards a step when a ring pierced his helmet and entered his brain before he simply dropped to the ground with an erratic spasming as his body tried to understand why it was no longer being controlled by his brain, which had been splashed across the ground and his comrades.
Those rings weren't the only threats against us, but it was by far one of the most notable ones thanks to the shrieks they emitted each time they exploded, something that was made worse with the real shrieks of pain coming from those that were unfortunate enough to get hit and live.
They fought with no care for themselves and willingly threw themselves into suicidal matchups if it meant pushing someone one step closer to the deadly pits, and since more of them were being dropped from seemingly nowhere we were forced to deal with them seriously, even as those various spells continued to rip at the front line.
Things changed at the drop of a hat here, and trying to keep up with it was difficult, even more so when an actual Fiend made it's appearance at the rear; all of those red skinned freaks were clearly mortals given a drug and set loose as mindless beasts that just so happened to have Fiendish features, but the appearance of a tall, lanky Ka Fiend brandishing two equally long and thin blades gave more importance to that battle in the rear.
Death Jackals rushed to intercept, allowing us to refocus on moving forwards slowly but surely as we approached the many clusters of cultists on their platforms or in their small buildings, and we did so by heading to whatever was closest to us at the time.
We were approaching a platform that had a robed figure shrouded in Wind Mana raising their arms unleashing barrages of those rings that just so happened to be surrounded by dozens of archers, our physical or mana shields raised to block both the arrows and the rings as we pressed forwards, leaving the drugged warriors to the soldiers behind us.
Each ring ripped through the air faster than the last, and the closer we got the more of them we had to block as the mage unleashed everything in their Core to keep us at bay, and while we could have attempted to wait out their Core's capacity by simply hunkering down for a half minute or so it was clear they were being supplied even more mana as the rings took on a iridescent, bluish hue.
So we had a Ka Fiend behind us and a Tza Fiend favoring the mage on this platform; a quick glance towards the other platforms and buildings revealed similar things, with the respective hues of various Fiends shining through the sunlight and firelight as we began to meet the main members of the Fingers one by one.