BXBX NOVEL Chapter 283 C283. Cursed Items
•Force Imploding to Magic Bullets•
Creating a massive ball of highly dense energy with most of his remaining mana, Tyler had Uriel split them into the exact numbers to match the number of shadow kings below him with the exclusion of just one. She then infused the Magic bullets with the implosion element of his gravity manipulation skill.
With an absurd speed that somehow still maintained perfect accuracy, all the Magic bullets were fired at their intended targets without missing a single one as each bullet was precisely guided by Uriel. Like heat-seeking missiles, every single one of them located the target they were meant for.
Upon impact, the Magic bullets caused the bodies of these miniature shadow kings to implode as their figures collapsed into a single point before completely disappearing from sight.
In the next moment, only a single shadow king remained and Tyler no longer had the luxury of messing around. In the next moment, he appeared behind Zerahut before he could even make his next move.
In one fluid motion— while using his gyro-telekinesis to temporarily restored perfect control over his corrupted arms motor functions— his right arm moved like lightning, tearing through any resistance provided by the solidified shadows around the undead king as it pierced straight into his chest from behind.
In the next moment, both his core and the orb of death had been snatched out of his chest before Zerahut had even realized what had happened.
"Pardon me, but I\'ll be taking this now."
Tyler said coldly as he watch the shadows that had wrapped themselves around the undead king fade away as though they had never been there. The skies returned to normal and even the seas finally regained their calm.
[I-Im-Impossible! How can you, how, how can you have so much mana even against him.]
Tyler silently watched the undead Lich struggle to speak as the flames dancing in his eyes slowly flickered away. Its bony body rapidly began to age as the skin on his bones decayed rapidly before even his bones began to turn to ash and were gently blown away by the wind.
Swept away by the gentle breeze, only a single figure was left hovering above the scarlet seas at the break of dawn.
\'That took way more effort than I had expected. Goes to show, you can never underestimate anyone. I won\'t be doing that again.\'
Tyler thought as his consciousness slowly began to wane but the stinging pain from the rapidly expanding negative corruption all across his body kept him awake.
He had barely any energy left as he had only remained the minimum amount left for one finally teleportation in case his plan had failed. He had a way to recover his mana but he didn\'t think Zerahut would\'ve allowed him to do so at the time.
"At least I can finally get rid of this negative corruption bullshit now can\'t I?"
Tyler spoke softly as though whispering to the wind but his thoughts had gotten to their intended target without even needing to voice them out.
[Correct. Master had successfully acquired the core of an Eldar Lich that has been fused with a cursed item. Master will now be able to transfer the negative energy rooted within you into the core. Due to the remnant effect of the orb of death, all necromancy spells and abilities will receive a 20 percent boost.]
"I see... Wait did you just say cursed item? What the heck is that."
Having almost glossed over what had been said to him, Tyler quickly returned his attention to it as he finally observe the item in his hands.
It was a red orb that seemed as though it was made of glass but was oddly soft with red energy swirling around it. However, in the center was a roughly rounded faintly glowing purple orb the size of an adult fist.
That was the item Tyler had seen Zerahut shove in his core to attain the powers of the shadow king but Tyler had assumed that it was a God Tier Magic artifact and had no idea it was a cursed item. He wasn\'t even sure if Zerahut knew that himself.
The only problem was, he had no idea what the hell a cursed item was but it sounded dangerous, and the last thing he wanted to gain was a larger problem just because he wanted to get rid of one.
[A cursed item is a Magic artifact created by an Ancient evil god or celestial as a method of spreading their influence or chaos as well as bestowing their powers upon their servants to create a possible vessel for the descent. They are powerful items at the same level as God Tier artifacts but had various drawbacks.]
\'Evil gods Huh? Wait doesn\'t that mean this was all a waste. With the cursed orb fused with the core, how the hell am I supposed to use the item on myself?\'
[There\'s no issues with that. Master had already eradicated the will and power of the shadow king residing in the orb. This had also weakened the abilities of the orb but that is of no use to master.]
\'Oh, I see... well, as long as you\'re sure. So, how do I use it then?\'
[Unless used as the main ingredient of a new Magic item, the core of the Eldar Lich can only work passively and the master is only required to keep it on you at all times until it has completely absorbed all the negative energy from you.]
\'Oh, so it can be turned into an item Huh. That\'s a relief, at the very least I don\'t have to carry around this thing forever.\'
Tyler was relieved as the core was really eye-catching and just holding it was a bit embarrassing. It also didn\'t have any effect on him if stored in his storage space so he had to physically keep it close to him until it was fixed.
While holding the orb, he hadn\'t felt anything different or special happening to him but if he focused a bit, he could clearly feel the pain slowly alleviating him but it seems like a really slow process.
Well, whatever, as long as the item was working as it was meant to, it was surely worth the wait. At the very least if he turned it into an item, he would no longer become corrupted when creating undead as it would be a lot faster for the item to absorb the negative energy rather than a deeply rooted corruption.
As the pain subsided, Tyler finally felt the full side effects of rapidly burning through almost all his mana in one go as a wave of drowsiness suddenly hit him and his stomach began to growl.
\'I guess I shouldn\'t pass out in the middle of the sea now should I?\'
Making a not so funny joke to himself, Tyler used his remaining energy and teleported back to his chambers. Z was already aware of what to do after his battle and Albert and him should be able to handle things while he\'s out of commission.
With perfect accuracy, Tyler appeared right above his bed and dropped like a log into the incredibly soft mattress as he sank into his consciousness in a deep sleep while slowly regaining his mana with his mana reserves skyrocketing yet again.
Of course, his body was also going through the same process as his innate ability constantly broke his cells down and rebuilt them even stronger.
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—Somewhere in the Darknar Region.
Hidden amongst the rocks in the rocky plains a distance south of the demon king\'s castle was a group of around 50 rogue-type scouts as they began the set up of their temporary camp amid the snow.
They had already sent out a few advance scouts to confirm the situation around the castle as they prepare the set up their surveillance system on the demon king\'s castle.
Their job was to monitor the ins and out of the castle\'s residence while keeping an eye out for any opportunity to gain any information on how to access the castle, including the capture and interrogation of anyone deemed to possess useful information concerning the barrier.
However, as they had only arrived at a suitable distance away from the castle to perform their mission without being noticed, they had yet to set up any surveillance which was why they had to send in the advance scout to get a feel on the progress of the war.
The information they received from their family show that the castle\'s residents only possessed a very limited force which would greatly limits their battle potential. Meaning this war was most likely to be a long-drawn-out series of battles that could last from days maybe even weeks.
It was their job to find an opportunity during that time to take advantage of the enemy\'s vulnerabilities and strike after figuring out the method they had used in by passing the Magic barrier around the castle.
Their current temporary site did not contain any light source as they were currently in enemy territory and couldn\'t afford to be spotted.
Although they had a Magic artifact that prevented their location from being divined and had various camouflage and stealth scrolls, as professionals, it was their policy to always be extra cautious during a mission.
Besides, every single one of their members had Darkvision and could see clearly in the dark. They also had a temperature augmentation scroll to keep themselves warm in place of a fire and each of them could easily go weeks operating flawlessly without food.
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The leader of this group was a fair lady clad in all black with grey eyes and long grey hair tied in a high ponytail. She had two curbed daggers strapped to her waist and a two handed crossbow strapped to her back:
She stood at the center of the camp as she gave orders in preparation to start their mission. Unknowing to them that it was already far too late as the war was already over.
"Who goes there!."
Sensing two presence casually approaching their camp, Velon the leader of the group turned her head as her first guess was that the two advance scouts she had sent out had finally returned but that mistaken thought was rudely corrected as those figures casually tossed something towards her feet as though they were tossing garage.
Her eyes instinctively traced the arc of the items that was tossed her way as the moment her eyes focused on them, her light breakfast almost ran out the wrong way and her stomach turned.
"What the fuck is this!"
Although she asked that question, she didn\'t expect an answer to that question as she jnew quite well what they were.
They were the heads of her two scouts with their skins having been peeled off and worn back on their heads, inside out. It was the most unnecessarily twisted thing that even the Great Five merciless torturers wouldn\'t think of.
"Well hello, fancy meeting you here. I\'ve been given the task of showing my lovely underline here the ropes, would you lot mind helping him out. I would hate to have to punish his ignorance again."
Cold sweat seems to run across the body of the handsome man that walked behind a beautiful lady with pale red skin and a pair of twisted curved horns that protruded from her head.
"D-devils!"