473 Wrath of the Penetrator!
(A/N: Bonus Chapter).
Skullius had a question that bothered him ever since he had started to gather around all the mana.
Was it possible to use mana that wasn’t from his core to cast HIS skills?
The closest thing he had to an answer to this question, was the time when he used mana that he had condensed outside of his body to spam [Basic Evil Production] and [Basic Evil Weaving].
(A/N: Refer to Ch.134-135).
But this was different.
As far as he knew, skills – techniques and all – were etched into one’s body and when mana came from the core and into the mana channels, it would ignite the etching of the skill in the body to activate its effects inside or outside.
But what about mana that hadn’t passed through his core?
How could he use it for skills without just pumping it into his mana core?
Was it that possible?
The Penetrator took a second to think as he was airborne, looking down on dangerous enemies coming for his life.
Then, an idea came.
A theory in fact.
First, the Penetrator drew upon a weapon he had never actually used, except for when his soul counterpart Sila had taken over.
The thorny spear, Hedoness Easper’s Lord Slayer!
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[Hedoness Easper’s Lord Slayer]
<Unique>
A grand spear forged for Hedoness Easper, the second Foregeneral under the Null Devil, a masochist who thrived on feeling pain and instilling it while in battle.
-Attack-
30,000-45,000
-Durability-
60,000/60,000
-Special Effects-
•50% piercing damage
•35% chance to ignore defences
•+20% to Strength
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[One Sight]
The spear accrues speed with each successive throw at the target. Subsequent increase ranges from 5-40% depending on the result of each throw. Usable five times a day.
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[Eversharp (Passive)]
The edges of the three blades constantly undergo refinement, such that they remain extremely sharp and capable of a constant flow of damage.
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It was a spear with a thick, maroon pole as large as a man’s arm with sharp thorn-like protrusions all over its body. A blue blade that branched twice a both sides could be seen at the head, a veil of blue energy swirling over it.
The mana that Skullius had been gathering wrapped around the spear as it started to follow its shape, exceeding it in all proportions as it produced crackling noises of the compressed energy!
“I’ll use the spear as a reference and then…shape the mana around it,” Skullius said as around the Lord Slayer, a massive length of super bright mana was forged, its appearance caused a sound like thunder in the sky!
But this wasn’t all.
Far from it!
Quickly, Skullius tested out his theory.
He ignited one of his racial abilities in his body, [Ful Discharge], a skill that allowed him to launch a concentrated streak of Levin that dealt 10% Serenity Damage, but with [Epiphany] acting on it, the value was much higher.
As the skill ignited within Skullius’ body, the Penetrator stretched his hands around the pillar of mana around the Lord-Slayer as it caused a turbulence in the air!
“What if I…” he said as strands of his own mana that were sparkling with Levin from [Ful Discharge] connected to the massive pillar.
Then…
Like a lit match being flicked on oil, the humming mass of mana that formed a tall pillar was set alight!
Silentburn Levin spread along its mass and created a gigantic stretch of its own, a blinding pole-like thicket of arching energy in a light blue hue being formed!
It was huge!
It was bright!
It was atrociously domineering!
Every single creature within the Cluster saw it as with the success of this construct, Skullius’ sockets blazed furiously, his hands going on to shape it as he wished with [Greater Mana Crafter].
Tendrils of this silent lightning as thick as a man body shot out as mere offshoots from this huge bolt that was crafted to have a pointy end, with its back spitting Levin endlessly like a massive root-like network of power that painted the skies!
The space contorted around this massive construct as Skullius fell down with it, his hold over it slipping bit by bit!
Some of the bolts blasted against his body, bit luckily, he was immune to this element as his body passively produced it too.
Yet, Skullius wasn’t done!
He wanted more!
He wanted to reach out to his very limits!
Skullius cackled as he added on another skill with mad glee.
[Ungodly Passion of Debauchery]!
Along the pillar of Levin, the bolt swelled as another blinding mass appeared with a golden flare, this skill being enhanced too as the overall weight of this atrocity grew, a thunderous pressure bearing down towards the enemies below!
What kind of madness was this?!
What kind of enemy was this?!
This kind of mana….!
The Fire Breeders that had been rushing to Skullius halted as they felt the tension rapidly increase.
The Penetrator looked down at them with nothing but malice and one would be surprised to know that all that Skullius had done – preparing this attack – had only lasted for 55 seconds.
No mercy could be seen in his eyes as he uttered.
“GET FLESHED, SOCKETHOLES!!!”
And he let the mass loose!
Contrary to what most of the Breeders believed, the mass blurred as it literally cut down the air in its way, storming towards the Fire Breeders settled in their tens of thousands!
Before it reached them though, it shot down ALL floating or flying Fire Breeders within a mile’s radius with its hundreds of shoot offs that smacked the creatures down or erased them with brutal incineration!
Right before the massive bolt could touch the ground, a notification appeared in Skullius’ vision as he looked down, expectant to the results of his work!
[You have acquired the skill ‘Wrath of the False god’]
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
It started with unnervingly thick web-like shots of Levin that brewed from the point of contact as they scattered all around in a great distance, in the air, on the ground and under it, setting everything alight!
Then came the first shockwave that disintegrated everything outside of the spot where the giant arrow had landed, stripping the land bare to leave an enormous bald patch!
Then…. a mix of golden red flame shot from the sky while exploding in a never ending show of light, extraordinary heat and a preposterous doses of pressure that caused the Cluster to rumble with a grand impact ensuing!
This was peak devastation, an atrocious show of power that not a single Fire Breeder was expecting and it was nothing short of…
“Beautiful,” Skullius who saw all this occur with ash and dust flying around his falling figure said, only wishing he could grin at this spectacle.
He didn’t wait for the chaos to settle, as with [Greater Mana Crafter] which was levelling up already, he shot down to the ground with a push from the atmospheric mana!
He landed tens of meters away from the damage which spammed six miles, his attack having taken down another small settlement as well, the burning and sparking scene lighting his image.
He sent a message to Ferex while relishing in the thousands of notifications for Experience he saw.
Skullius swiped them all away after a while before checking his level.
“Not too far now,” he said with enthusiasm.
He was level 14!
Six more levels before he could evolve!
“Hmmm? Oh, right. I almost forgot,” Skullius said to himself while turning to the mass of flame that was the destroyed area a distance away.
Several figures could be spotted rushing in his direction.
Some flew, some ran and one particular one among them didn’t follow to reach Skullius. It seemed to be in the process of transition.
With the use of [Ungodly Flames of Debauchery], came the boon of having forty of the victims caught in the flame being pulled under the will of the user with a 50% boost to their powers.
Additionally, one of the victims could be baptised to the [Passion of Debauchery], their race being changed, and this was what Skullius was witnessing.
The forty Fire Breeders, most of which had been damaged quite a bit, had burnt visages, but they reached Skullius and looked at him reverently, wild expressions on their faces.
These thralls of his could last longer than before and Skullius’ socket flames blazed as he thought to how he could use them to his advantage.
That was easy.
“Go. Kill every one of your kind in sight. Leave nothing alive. Go, my bros!” the Penetrator commanded to which the forty Fire Breeders burning in golden flame and with thick fumes scattered, rushing at full speed to execute Skullius’ command.
All of them except the last one to remain.
Among the stream of notifications, Skullius saw one that alluded to this particular Fire Breeder.
[The ‘Greater Fire Breeder’ has successfully been baptised to the ‘Passion of Debauchery’. Its racial features have temporarily been altered]
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