Chapter 930 Shelter

Chapter 930 Shelter

Ilea checked her armor and found the Calamity Scale set fully repaired already. My healing probably helped. Too much going on in that battle to notice. She nodded to Owl, the Greater Lich glowing with death magic.

She saw some of the others vanish before one of Aki’s Executioners walked over, its green eyes glowing bright in the dark wasteland of the North.

Not just the North now, she thought.

“Ilea, a gate back to Iz? Before they all collapse,” Aki said, pointing to the gathering Core Guardians. Nine had made it through the battle. Gold, Tungsten, and Iron the missing ones, as far as she could tell.

She smiled and opened a gate. “Sure, thanks for the help, Aki.”

“I’ll pass it on to Ormont, and the Taleen,” he said.

Ilea saw the machines walk or fly through the large gate before she looked for Nelras. He stood with Nes and Scipio, looking at the leaf bladed spear in his hands.

“Are you sure?” Nelras spoke.

Nes closed her eyes and bowed her head. “I am sure Marva would approve. And I know she would be irked if anyone but a master would wield it.”

He twirled the weapon and hissed. “A beautiful weapon. I will honor it.”

“I am sure you will, Nelras Ithom,” Nes spoke and glanced towards Ilea. “I will not delay you any further. Good luck.”

Ilea nodded her way.

“She let you keep it, huh,” Ilea said towards the elf when a Watcher flew out of the gate.

“It is the spear that had once defeated Ravana Vor Itar. I suppose it’s fitting, with the battle we’ve fought,” Nelras spoke as he joined her. “Where to?”

The Watcher hovered before them. “I’m coordinating the forces of the Accords and all of our allies, and those willing to fight alongside us. We’re monitoring the situation. To make this more efficient, I ask you to take me with you. I will set a destination based on priority, and I’ll let you know the fastest way to get there. Ilea, please refrain from using your fires for the first seven battlegrounds. I will let you know when you can let loose fully. We must secure survivors and settlements first.”

“Of course. Point the way, Aki,” Ilea spoke.

“The enchanted walls of the Pit won’t hold much longer. It will be our first destination,” Aki spoke. “Let me lead you to a gate.”

Ilea followed, checking through her messages on the way to the Teleportation platform in the domain of the Meadow.

‘ding’ ‘You have killed [Soul Ripper – lvl 528]’
‘ding’ ‘You have killed [Soul Ripper – lvl 689]’
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‘ding’ ‘You have killed [З̠̞̞̪͜ͅр͔͙͕͞е͖̙̻͈͙̮н̵̘и̸е͠ – lvl 1837]’
…
‘ding’ ‘You have killed [The Architect of Creation – lvl 1039 / The Scholar of Life – lvl 1038 / The Star Walker – lvl 1035 / The Maker of Divinity – lvl 1037]’

So much power, and knowledge. So much possibility. And this was what he did with it. What he worked on for millennia.

She looked at the last kill notification in her list.

‘ding’ ‘Your group has killed [The Spiral Huntress – lvl 3000 / The Last Blood Seeker – lvl 3000 / The Storm of Nyl – lvl 3000 / The Fortified Chosen – lvl 3000]’

Ilea felt the gate activate and turned off her space magic resistance, following the Watcher’s guidance.

All exactly at three thousand. All manufactured, by Ker Velor… and empowered by the Source. She wondered how Ravana had fought back then. When she had been a mere Ascended. Would she have put up more of a fight than the Architect himself? I suppose I’ll never know.

‘ding’ ‘The Cosmic Immortal has reached level 1005 – Five stat points awarded’
‘ding’ ‘The Cosmic Immortal has reached level 1006 – Five stat points awarded’
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‘ding’ ‘The Cosmic Immortal has reached level 1011 – Five stat points awarded’

‘ding’ ‘The Pyroclastic Storm has reached level 1002 – Five stat points awarded’
‘ding’ ‘The Pyroclastic Storm has reached level 1003 – Five stat points awarded’
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‘ding’ ‘The Pyroclastic Storm has reached level 1008 – Five stat points awarded’

‘ding’ ‘The Sunforged Realmwalker has reached level 1003 – One stat point awarded’
‘ding’ ‘The Sunforged Realmwalker has reached level 1004 – One stat point awarded’
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‘ding’ ‘The Sunforged Realmwalker has reached level 1009 – One stat point awarded’

Most of the levels from the battle against Ravana. I suppose the ones before were just cleanup.

She put all of her new 77 stat points into Wisdom. Her mana had seemed endless, but for the next time she faced a Source enhanced Ascended, she didn’t plan to be overwhelmed again. You never know.

She smiled, looking at the levels past one thousand. In a way, it felt like a new start. Level eleven. Just casually wielding the Primordial Flame, and realm teleportation.

‘ding’ ‘Bulwark of Ash reaches 3rd lvl 28’
‘ding’ ‘Bulwark of Ash reaches 3rd lvl 29’

‘ding’ ‘Drill reaches 2nd lvl 6’
‘ding’ ‘Drill reaches 2nd lvl 7’
‘ding’ ‘Drill reaches 2nd lvl 8’

‘ding’ ‘Spear of Ash reaches 3rd lvl 21’
‘ding’ ‘Spear of Ash reaches 3rd lvl 22’
‘ding’ ‘Spear of Ash reaches 3rd lvl 23’

‘ding’ ‘Star Touched reaches lvl 9’
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‘ding’ ‘Star Touched reaches lvl 16’

‘ding’ ‘Telepathy reaches 2nd lvl 2’

‘ding’ ‘Lightning Resistance reaches 3rd lvl 26’
‘ding’ ‘Lightning Resistance reaches 3rd lvl 27’
‘ding’ ‘Lightning Resistance reaches 3rd lvl 28’

‘ding’ ‘Vibration Magic Resistance reaches lvl 2’
…
‘ding’ ‘Vibration Magic Resistance reaches 2nd lvl 1’

Vibration Magic Resistance – 2nd lvl 1
A rare and dangerous form of magic, combining a mastery of sound and heat to create a force meant only to destroy. You have faced this magic and survived. Try not to get hit again.
2nd stage: You spells and magical constructs become more resilient against the effects of vibration magic.

‘ding’ ‘Vibration Magic Resistance reaches 2nd lvl 2’
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‘ding’ ‘Vibration Magic Resistance reaches 2nd lvl 12’

‘ding’ ‘You have survived an Extraction – One Core skill point awarded’
‘ding’ ‘You have found the stronghold of the Architect – One Core skill point awarded’
‘ding’ ‘You have destroyed the stronghold of the Architect – One Core skill point awarded’
‘ding’ ‘You have survived an extended battle against a Source powered being – One Core skill point awarded’
‘ding’ ‘You have defeated a Source powered being – One Core skill point awarded’

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‘ding’ ‘You have stood in the face of a Source – One Core skill point awarded’

‘ding’ ‘New titles available’

– Ascended Huntress [The self proclaimed God Makers fear nothing, except for you. You will find it easier to follow their tracks, and to withstand their magic]
– Sun Seared [You have faced the power of a star, and yet you remain. You take considerably less damage from the heat of stars and your mana regeneration is increased by 10% when in the light of a star]

Not quite the same as a Source. Suppose I’ll stick with my Dragonslayer title until I get something as good as a Source itself, Ilea thought and grinned as they arrived on a mobile teleportation platform within the Pit, colorful light shimmering from the many metal roofs of the ancient settlement. The streets were packed, refugees from all over.

Maybe I should eat the one we have, might give me something better. She flew past the wide eyed dwarves and Dark Ones, Nelras and Owl at her side. The powerful enchantments embedded into the city gates were glowing bright, enchanters repairing as impacts shook the massive doors. Ilea glanced at the many war machines waiting and prepared for battle.

“We’ll take it from here,” she said, and teleported both herself and her allies past the gates, and into the fray.

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“It’s not your fault,” Abby spoke.

Dale felt the warmth of her hands around his own. He was exhausted. And he felt empty. Looking at his children, at Alaina and Rhett, he tried to compose himself, tried to be the father he wanted to be for them. He tried to be there. But he couldn’t bring himself to even meet their eyes.

He just sat there, while occasional impacts rattled the shelter ceiling and walls. He would fight if he had to, but what was the point? Their city lay in ruins. A star had been taken from the sky. These were beings one could not fight. All they could do was hide. Deep below the ground. And hope that those gods would not see nor care for them.

“She won’t lose, you know,” Abby said.

Dale looked up and into her eyes. “We already lost,” he said, his voice dry. He tasted blood in his mouth.

“Lost a sun, according to the machine. One’s still up there,” a new voice spoke.

Dale looked over and saw a man he had met before. Walter was his name. A brewer and bard, and a friend of Ilea’s.

The man pulled a nearby crate closer. He summoned a few mugs and a barrel, cracking it open. A moment later, he handed a mug to Abby, glancing at Rhett. “A young warrior.” He gave him a mug and smiled at the wide eyed Alaina, handing her a smaller cup he hadn’t filled with ale.

Walter then turned to Dale, his expression unreadable. “And for you, an old warrior.”