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Chapter 330 Weather
🕑 Added 2019-10-17 13:52:33 +0000 UTCAuthor's note October 29th: Hey everybody. New chapters up and I hope you like them :). I hope you have a fantastic week! More hopefully on Thursday.
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Author's note October 17th: Hey all, new chapters are up :). Thanks for the feedback last chapter. I hope you're having an alright week. More coming on Saturday, hopefully!
Chapter 330 Weather
Just to be sure it wasnt an altitude issue, Ilea found the same results when she dragged the Miststalkers out of the lake. Guess theres only one way then. She hovered over the mists and found herself a single monster, dancing aimlessly through the white ethereal lake. Ilea spread her wings wide, her sixteen ashen limbs aiming forward, her buffs at the max, health sacrificed as her body started glowing blue and fiery red under her ashen armor.
Aight, lets go. She rushed down, the miststalker barely turning her way before she impacted it, her limbs moving around its scythe like arms, its torso and head, the white eyes staring back at her. Destructive healing mana started flowing into it immediately. She found the monster peculiar, its body lit up in her sphere as if it was made of magic itself. Training with the armaments of trials really made a difference, hmm?
She felt the monster try to disperse, the wisps of mana flowing away but whipping back as if her ashen limbs were magnetic. She added Destruction and Storm of Cinders to the mix, heating up her core in the meantime. The damage stacked up, each hit sending more mana into the miststalker. A ding resounded in her mind when a group of monsters came into her sphere, the health and mana drain increasing drastically. Still, she wasnt overwhelmed, getting up as she watched the mana disperse back into the mists.
ding You have defeated [Miststalker lvl 421] For defeating an enemy one hundred and ten or more levels above your own, bonus experience is granted
A blink brought her to the closest monster, repeating her attack pattern, finding its arms rather weak against her ashen limbs. The mist like protrusions tried to push through but her armor refused. Second tier mist resistance? It had to be. She felt the scythe like arms try to dig into her from the other miststalkers having closed in. A ding resounded and she flew up, blinking as soon as none of them touched her anymore.
ding You have defeated [Miststalker lvl 408] For defeating an enemy one hundred or more levels above your own, bonus experience is granted
Seems theyre at four hundred and higher. Much higher numbers of them than anything else in that range. The Blue Reapers were a little lower still in level and at this point much more dangerous with their mind and lightning magic. Penumra is an option too but fleeing from these fuckers is so fucking easy. After two kills there was no level up message. Either the kingsguard somehow were categorized as more difficult fights or the four to five hundred difference really meant something.
Her Heart of Cinder started to damage her, Ilea checking her health and mana as she watched the group of seven miststalkers dance below her, trying to reach the flying food with their scythes. Her mana was down by less than a thousand, most of it due to their drain magic. A smirk formed on her face before she blinked down, the sphere of cinders, heat and fire washing over the creatures, her ashen limbs moving in right after, wrapping themselves around the injured monsters.
Ilea pulled them closer, pushing her destructive mana into them as she punched the closest target and adding her mana intrusion abilities to the mix. One after the other, they fell. It looked like more miststalkers formed in the area around her, by now over thirty of them draining her health and mana. She could finish five of them before her Heart of Cinder exploded once more, Ilea blinking up and spreading her wings in the moonlight.
The creatures moved below her, fanning out as she hovered there, too high for them to take note, now that she wasnt damaging them anymore.
ding You have defeated [Miststalker lvl 430] For defeating an enemy one hundred and twenty or more levels above your own, bonus experience is granted
ding You have defeated [Miststalker lvl 411] For defeating an enemy one hundred or more levels above your own, bonus experience is granted
This is easy. She smiled, breathing in the cold winter air. Ilea was tired of the sick and vicious fights in the past days, this rather serene grinding method was perfect. She deemed it more efficient to fly around and target single or doubles of the creatures before going up again. The combined drain of ten or more stalkers was still bothersome, even if it only meant her need to go up and wait for her mana to regenerate. After another ten minutes of hunting, she flew back to Maro.
The necromancer was meditating around twenty meters away from the lake. Rocks crunched under her ashen boots when she landed, I can actually kill them.
One eye opened, glancing her way, That drain is no joke, Ilea. Ill level it but its so bloody uncomfortable.
Need a heal? She asked but he waved her off.
I would but I think itd be better to let my natural regeneration do its job. Ive been trying to get a self heal or health steal skill for ages but I think I just didnt commit enough. He sighed, Patience is what I need. Now I finally have time for that.
She nodded, Sounds like a plan. Lets go back inside once the suns come up. Ill treat you to breakfast. His spirits seemed to rise at that, a smile on his lips as he closed his eye again.
The hours passed, Ileas hunting speed increasing as she learned about the creatures, how much they could actually take, how they formed and moved. How long it too for them to notice her in different scenarios. She found that the creatures appeared continuously, no matter how many she killed. It was as if they were a part of the environment, sprouting out of the lake with their single want for life and mana. The songs they occasionally sang were serene and now that her Veteran skill was high enough, she actually enjoyed them. No Famine Crows interrupted her that night.
All her drain resistance training paid off now, making her capable of staying long enough to beat them. When she saw the suns rise over the horizon, she moved her wings, quickly flying over the dispersing mist and landing near Maro, the man now reading more of his records while his health regeneration worked.
We should move back. The storms are coming. She said, the man nodding as he stood up, storing his book before he yawned and stretched.
You dont want to train in them? He asked.
She considered, tapping her armored cheek with a finger, Might actually do that.
Maro laughed, Well its your time. Ill be reading in the cathedral. Breakfast canceled then?
Oh, I already forgot about that. Sure. She gave him a thumbs up, the two flying back quickly to avoid the forming clouds with their arcane lightning as well as the higher moving freezing winds. Ilea wondered why it didnt snow in the normal altitudes, only some of the highest mountains around covered in white.
A couple of Keylas meals were shared and devoured, Maro rather tired after not sleeping the past nights. Thought youd have some undead quality about you. Ilea chuckled, finishing the bowl of soup, creamy pumpkin with a bunch of herbs and a spicy note synergizing surprisingly well with the sweet aroma of the pumpkin.
Ilea, I barely notice lack of sleep for a week, can stay functional for two. Youre telling me that isnt insane? He asked.
Not bad. I think Im similar but I havent really tested it. Sleep is one of my favorite past times.
Yea, its great. I plan to buy a nice bed once Im in one of your cities.
None available in your palace? She asked but he shook his head.
None that I want to see again. He smiled bitterly but she could tell it didnt bother him much. Thanks for the food. This cook is the restaurant for sale?
Ilea smirked and stood up, stretching as her ashen armor formed on top of her clothes, Its my most prized possession Maro, I wouldnt sell if for one million gold.
The man laughed but remained in his chair, I think I can get behind your investment strategy. I hope Rhyvors riches go to similar endeavors.
Of course they will. Ilea said, I thought about vine yards too. Perhaps you can help me find a good city down south.
I would but other than drinking the wines I know criminally little about the craft. He replied, Ilea shrugging.
Well find someone, Im sure. Ilea replied before she ascended towards the exit.
Be careful, will you? Maro said as he opened his book, yawning once more as he started to read.
Its the weather cant be that bad.
It was that bad. And worse. Even with predicting the lightning and blinks, sometimes the strikes came quickly after one another, moving past close by and burning through her armor and skin below. Ten minutes, she survived in the storm when one blink brought her right below a forming thread of purple light. Time slowed down but it was too late, all she could do was will her wings to her front, her arms crossed to shield herself as well as a meager wall of ash that came to life instantly.
All of it was washed away when the pure arcane energy flowed through her, sending Ilea to the stone ground, burning up damn near everything that made up her body. The energy continued moving through her as she twitched, her blood evaporated and her organs destroyed. Her instincts kicked in and the remaining hundreds of health were replaced by a full health pool, a chunk of mana sacrificed to bring her back. Armor quickly reformed and wings spread, another bolt of lightning slamming down a dozen meters away, the shock wave washing over her a she skidded for a couple meters.
Ill punch you to death, storm! She thought, raising her fist to the cloud above. The time her increased perception gave her to form her defenses had been crucial, making her tuck in her tail and rush back to Tremor to wait out the hour it took to be available again. I said I wouldnt train in them yet and here I am. She couldnt help but smile nonetheless. Surviving a direct hit from the northern lightning storms was likely not something many could claim as an achievement. Didnt expect them to hit that hard after the near hits only burned through a bit of skin.
It was a possibility too that the separate strikes of lightning or even the clouds varied in power. What was certain, was that it was efficient training. She checked the messages from last night as well as the storm training from the past half hour.
ding You have defeated [Miststalker lvl 418] For defeating an enemy one hundred and ten or more levels above your own, bonus experience is granted
ding You have defeated [Miststalker lvl 402] For defeating an enemy ninety or more levels above your own, bonus experience is granted
ding The Azarinth Sentinel has reached lvl 306 Five stat points awarded
ding The Azarinth Sentinel has reached lvl 307 Five stat points awarded
ding Kin of Ash has reached lvl 305 Five stat points awarded
ding Kin of Ash has reached lvl 306 Five stat points awarded
Bullshit, for how many of those fucker Ive killed. She rolled her eyes but in the end, it was a viable way to level her classes past three hundred and there were unlimited enemies here to fight. All she had to do was invest the time. With the Feynor attack as well as all the gold and information she had, Ilea still felt like staying for much longer would be a horrible idea. At least a visit to bring herself as well as her friends up to date was in order.
Let alone Maro, the guy really needs some distance from his old capital.
ding Absolute Destruction reaches 3rd lvl 14
ding Sentinel Reconstruction reaches 3rd lvl 14
ding Azarinth Fighting reaches 3rd lvl 11
ding Azarinth Reversal reaches 3rd lvl 3
ding Armor of Ash reaches 3rd lvl 13
ding Keeper of Ash reaches 3rd lvl 6
ding Mist Magic Resistance reaches 2nd lvl 6
ding Mist Magic Resistance reaches 2nd lvl 7
ding Mist Magic Resistance reaches 2nd lvl 8
ding Arcane Magic Resistance reaches 2nd lvl 8
ding Arcane Magic Resistance reaches 2nd lvl 9
ding Arcane Magic Resistance reaches 2nd lvl 10
ding Arcane Magic Resistance reaches 2nd lvl 11
Three of the levels to her Arcane Resistance came from the last and direct hit. Maybe I should just let it hit me like ten times. She thought while activating her Heart of Cinder. Meditation, Health and Mana Drain Resistances all at second level twenty, maybe if I get five or ten to that level something will happen? She still had no further information on third tier general skills but there had to be a way. She couldnt believe it would still not be possible at level three hundred.
Sure you dont know anything about third tier general skills? She asked Maro again, the necromancer glancing up from his book.
Youre reaching critical heat levels did you forget to turn off a skill?
Its intentional. Damaging myself to level my Heat Resistance.
Interesting. Well if anybody is on the way to discover more about those skills, its you. I doubt many have put in just as much time and effort into leveling resistances. Other than that its difficult to even get together more than five general skills. Maro said, Need help with your Death Magic Resistance?
She nodded, Decay me Maro.
Dont give me ideas. The man said, casually sending a beam of purple energy into her as he flipped the page with his free hand.
When her health reached half, despite her counter healing the damage, she motioned him to stop and flew up. The blast rushed out into the air, setting the very air on fire. Can I stop it even? She activated Heart of Cinder again but found herself unable to cancel it. The heat that was stored was released. It extended out from her ashen armor but she found that forming ash not connected to herself right outside her armor, the impact was lessened a little. Of course it would do little to a more charged use of the spell but at least she knew as much now.
Maro was happy to support her in her training for a couple hours before he excused himself to catch some sleep. Ilea continued with her storm training after putting her twenty stat points into Vitality. Another activation of her second tier Azarinth Perception forced her to go back and train with her armaments of trials for the remaining two hours of the day.
The necromancer was back up again when night came and her miststalker grinding continued, the two falling into a routine quickly, occasionally stopping to have some food and talk.
Well, thats when I intervened. Sixteen dead in a tournament was just excessive, even with no restrictions to classes. It was a mess, trust me. Maro surmised. A week had passed and he had opened up more and more, telling stories not just of his adventuring time before becoming king but also about Rhyvor itself, where he thought he failed and where he thought he didnt.
The main thing she learned was that she definitely didnt want to be king or queen of anything, the less important one was that Maro might have gone overboard a little, sometimes. He told her several times that he had mellowed out in the last decade of his life, due to more serious dangers popping up around Rhyvor as well as friends losing their lives in the process. The responsibility that had been ignored most of his reign came crashing down when Elana couldnt handle all of it one her own anymore. Not that she would have ever admitted such a thing. It was Captain Reyker, Ilea learned, who sought out Maro and made him finally listen and see. That in part, had been why it was important to Maro to put the man to his final rest.
You stopped having the tournament then? Seems like a bunch of people would have been mad at that. She said, drinking from her mug of ale. The two had remodeled part of the cathedral, adding chairs and tables from inside the palace. Ilea also thought it funny to bring the thrones but neither of them really used them.
Maro chewed on the jerky that had been in the captains ring and pointed at her, Youd think that, right? He gulped, Wrong. The next year it was the most popular tournament in the whole region. Penalties for killings were raised which reduced the number of dead to only five. Anything like that in the south?
Ilea chuckled, I know Riverwatch had a tournament but that was every ten years as far as I remember. Participants were comparatively low in level too so its not as interesting as what you talk about. She thought on it, The Hand has one too but last year it was interrupted by the demon summoning.
He leaned forward and smiled, Well, lower levels dont necessarily make it less interesting. Nothing funnier than a tank blown into the barriers by a mage who focused only on attack power. Hard to even comprehend whats happening in a two hundred plus fight for most people. He explained, Why the most popular tournaments are one fifty and below categories. The one in Tremor was special the high level problem offset by the lack of rules.
I can see that. Ilea said. It would certainly be interesting to watch something like that but perhaps the penalty for murder would have to be raised even more. She knew herself that to kill someone above two hundred, intent was needed. Well now with my evolutions, that might not be true anymore.
Comments
Joshua Little
Thanks for the chapter.
searchnresqtoo
Oh NOOO! I need my FIX! I'm DYING here!!!! AHHH! *shaking* *shaking* *shaking* need my fix... fix... fix... need... my... FIX!!
PloofDoodle
Now why would such a thing happen
Strange Loop Sleuth
I figured this for a close second to "I'm collecting near-death experiences for my next evolution."
L Pedersen
I can't wait for the idiots from dawntree to track down the "healer" who not only mortally insulted one of their great noble houses but also had the gall to cause the death of faithful retainers to said noble house through some suitibly cowardly and dastardly means. Honestly that is a long hanging plotline and hopefully it'll get picked back up along with Alice soon enough.
Call0013
I wonder what happens when you max out a Class skill to 3rd lvl20 mabye it moves to General Skills and frees up one of her class skill slots so she can get more class skills.(class skills becomes general skills at tier 3 lvl 20 makes more sense to me than more skill slots. It also means that a person would lose the skills if they ever lose their class.)
Severin Hans
For now, I have a feeling that the feynor will make a comeback at some point Not to mention that we now suspect that the ball of light she saw in Iz is a damn sun
Tetsuki
She could actually ask the elder of the hand about the Golden lily. He should have some information at least. Since I don't think that there that many 300+ people in the human kingdoms.
It'sATap
I'd like to see her go south and do some fun stuff after getting 320. Maybe like a 30 chapter arc? Then see her go back north after 3-4 months
Grond (James)
Before she goes south I want to see A final send off with Elana. A send off with Catalyn, with a promise for cake. A real goodbye with Elvie. Level 330 Fight with a Famine Crow Another Blue Reaper fight. At least a win in the Penumbra dungeon. Anything missing?
J H
Thanks for the chapters. Glad to see more resistances and third tier skill points.
Garend
I hope the trip to the south is over quickly. The North just has so much going on with it. The endless Dungeon that gets harder the deeper down you go? The plant dungeon, the Cliff's, and the War, and then the Northern North.
Michael C
Why would his tag not read mage?
carebear90
Well the "week spent on grinding" should allready have taken her at least to the mid 310s... And her Arcane Magic Resistance should nearly be at maximum too, considering one single lightning to the face gave her 3 levels in it and that wasn't even the only one she tanked that day...
"I'll punch you to death, storm! She thought, rasing her fist to the cloud above. " This is why I read this novel.
sharkattack
So Maro's ID tag reads Necromancer, aren't they considered illegal in the south, why the Vulture Brotherhood has to hide? IIRC the Hand was supposed to be unfavorable towards those classes as well. How will they get around that?
Alexander Belousov
Same here. Armor as teaching tool. Really interesting idea. :D
Alexander Belousov
It would be almost dangerous to go south without level 320, at least, right? You never know what those Rose people will do. Putting them on notice that *they* are the ones who might die instead, seems like a good idea. Hence, at least 320.
The 49th Khan
I kind of want her to go back to Hollowfort for a bit and finish off the Blue Reaper nest. She could probably max her mind and lighning resistances in a couple weeks if she pushes to clear it. Maybe do another resistance dance for a couple days. Though the expedition probably has not returned yet. At least her death magic resistance is a forgone conclusion at this point.
Arkeus
I really like the purpose of Golianth armour. Apart from that, unlimited monsters to grind on means this week probably took her to 320 or so. Maybe more, depending on how much she focused on the grind once her arcane resist was capped.
This seems like a great farm location, but I don’t think she has the motivation to stick with it to 340+. I am guessing 320 and 4 new 3rd ranked skills then south. Which nicely sets up some tension as while in the south the feeling she has an easy source of power is going to stick around the back of her head.
Corwin Amber
thanks for the chapters
Songy
Can't wait for the 100ish guys to treat her as a "healer" back in the south. Moments before getting stomped by an 18 armed ash-reaper of course.
opunk
Personally, I have been wanting her to go back south for quite awhile now. I am glad shes knocked out a lot of her bucket list though. It definitely seems like the end is neigh for the North arc.
Elana couldn’t handle all of it one her own anymore -> Elana couldn’t handle all of it on her own anymore
Blaublue
Miststalkers have been on her hitlist for as long as she's been in the North, finally defeating them doesn't seem filler to me. Also, last chapter had worldbuilding and foreshadowing of a big plot
Blaublue
Thanks for the chapter Miststalkers really are great for farming - infinite in numbers and low hp. Gaining 2 lvls in a night of farming really shows Ilea isn't normal, and the slow lvling after 300 doesn't apply to her (time-wise and not in regards to exp required) She could likely get to 350 in less than a year simply by killing Miststalkers, but I can understand her wanting to go South soon; also from a writing perspective, not simply powerlvling her to 400 in a timeskip. Some chapters ago I thought lvl 330 would be a fitting lvl to go South again, but I can live with lvl 320, even though I always really like seeing her skills' evolution, since Ilea seems homesick
Darastrix
Till when are we getting filler chapters? I was so hyped for Ilea returning to Ravenhall, but all this filler is killing my hype every time...
Prial
Can't wait for her to go south. Like the slower pace now. Hoping she can figure out more with her perception skill and about the order.
The 49th Khan
First. Yay
