YM778.TV Chapter 60: The will of Mors
"This is not working!\' Cele shouted and stopped casting her spell. She shook her head, and when she spoke, a hint of unease stained it. "What type of magic is this? It just kept regenerating!"
Litha\'s eyes glowed blue as she maintained the shield around them. "The others are ignoring us. Is that a spell too? A blood control spell?"
Yes, they could tell they were under the influence of the blood flower that bloomed in their eyes. The blood reminded Jael of something– the beastman.
Temur gritted his teeth and his eyes flashed darkly. "We have to retreat. If the three of them face....!!"
As if his words conjured them, they stood up, and the war chief bashed his hand on the table, breaking it and sending splinters flying. "Kekekekekehhh!"
The war chief pounced, flinging itself violently at the shield, and it cracked sharply, making Litha groan as her mana was pulled. "Shit! This thing is strong, probably S Iron!" The other goblins stood by their leader, ready to pounce with insanity.
Litha moved her hand fast, and the shield around them flickered; it appeared around the goblins instead. She squeezed her fist and the dome shield shrunk, holding the monsters tightly together with no room to fling themselves.
"Go....now!" Sweat ran down her face with the strain of holding an S Iron monster with four As.
The others didn\'t waste the opportunity, they ran. Jael was the last to go as he waited for Litha. "Throw them now!"
Litha did, she shoved her two hands forward, and the monsters were blasted back as she turned the shield into a shockwave of energy.
They both turned to run, but the war chief goblin roared; it came out in a blast of shockwave that ripped the air with red-black energy and shook the earth. Litha and Jael both froze inches from the door as their entire body stiffened.
Even their blood seems to stop moving and their mama froze.
Jael tried to shake himself into movement, but his limbs were erected into place. \'This is not good. A type of shock skill? Damn! Damn! Move Jael!
Move!\'
But he didn\'t even twitch, the goblins started to make their way over with easy strides, and it sent shivers down their spines. Jael wanted to clench his teeth. \'At least the others are safe.\' It was little consolation, but he held on tightly to it.
"Kelekekeke." Sharp caws started to rake his head, easily tearing his flesh and hair away. The goblins walked around him and faced him, shoving his rotten breath face into his own.
His eyes turned sideways, and he saw another gripped Litha\'s head as if it were a small ball; then it started to tighten its hand in a slow but steady attempt to crush her head.
Jael\'s thoughts spun with desperation. \'Am I going to die here? Eaten alive by a goblin in some forsaken zone? After everything I endured to become an Awakener? No!\'
His heart surged in his chest, followed by his magic. Unholy magic bellowed around him like an oversized cloth of green smoke. The goblins flinched back but nothing happened except that green fire continued to burn around him harmless.
The goblins came back and opened mouths that would swallow their head whole.
Jael frowned mentally and he thought calmly, \'I can\'t die here!\'
He looked through the Unholy magic in his face and he flinched inside. \'What is a blood formation doing above the goblins? And even though I couldn\'t read the spell I knew it, something so familiar to me\'
He smirked in his mind and his eyes glowed hotly with green fire, so intense the goblins closed their mouth with a firm click and drew back uneasily.
Jael\'s face changed, it became colder and his spellbook flared to live above him. He opened his mouth and spoke what he didn\'t know he could. "You dare use necromancy in front of me? Such arrogance! I carried the will of Mors and the hell gates opened by my will!"
His Unholy magic thrummed once with the sound of a clap and his energy spread around the room. It covered the goblins, and they shrieked, flinching as if the flame burned them as it entered their nose and mouth.
The blood flower in their eyes melted and fell away, rapidly replaced by burning green flames. The war chief goblin jerked and went to its knees. Its subordinates followed.
The spell on them was lifted, and Litha flinched; she touched her head and groaned. "What in the actual fuck is happening."
Jael wanted to know as well, but he had an idea; he felt connected with the goblins now, the same as Hermit. Five invisible ropes connected the five goblins to him.
"So the blood spell was a Necromancer\'s own. I simply replaced it with my magic." Jael shrugged.
Litha looked at him in surprise then she turned to the kneeling goblin. "Wow."
Jael raised his brows. "Anything the matter?"
Litha shook her head. "A lot. Do you know what you just did? You broke a spell and replaced it with yours. At Iron rank. Impressive."
"Why?" To Jael, it has seemed easy.
"Because magic is personal. To replace a spell, and it still retained its original purpose. Well, that\'s massive."
Jael didn\'t know what to say. It seemed so easy to suppress the blood spell. "Maybe because it is the same type of power? We should meet up with the others." He said instead.
"What are you going to do with these?" Litha pointed at the goblins.