《One Versus Destiny》Chapter 124: First Battle With An Emerald-Category
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I gave a few Shadeath bodies cloaks. They could act as decoys, and Drai had such a large mana pool that conjuring Shadeath bodies was like me casting an affliction.
I pulled out some ruby-category material, given to me by Ipigal. I then took out some silver-category wires. I laid the wires across the material, making an array of sorts. If I timed the usage correctly, it could blow of a limb. I made fourteen, consuming about half of my material. Drai pumped mana into the talismans, which, by my estimates, cost around a quarter of his mana. I then teleported around the battlefield, looking for a good opponent.
I finally left the sapphire-category area, reaching the emerald-category area. I was on the outskirts, signaling me as prey for real middle-emerald-categories and higher. I was so slow running compared to emerald-categories, I signaled for Drai. Drai swooped down, scooping me onto his back. All the other pefighs were already there, besides a few Shadeath bodies. Nine talismans were also there. I finally found good prey: Someone who had just broken through, and all his powers were emerald 1 (0%). I could tell from his particularly weak aura. Drai swooped down, from about 17,854,221,440,332,559,904,993,552,123,452,985,012,996.0493 miles above the ground, where we looked like specs to Aryav, with High Sight. We barreled down at about a million times the speed of light. I was glad, because the temperature up there was -40,000 degrees Celsius, and the only thing keeping me alive was Drai breathing fire.
After a few minutes, we were there, and Drai tried skewering the emerald-category with a claw. It didn't work, only cutting the emerald-category.
"Rot away, dead body." That would ensure healing wasn't done. I then opened a spatial tear under him, but he flew up with mana alone. I remembered ground-based techniques wouldn't work. I made the rot on his head cap him at about seventy feet in the air, but the mold was quickly torn. Drai tried to bite of his head, but it only made a shallow neck wound.
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"You will die. Sweet sleep of death, step forth, and crumple corruption." Had I done that on a sapphire-category, they would have crumpled to dust. All it did on the emerald-category was a hip bruise. That was all I needed. I threw out one, two, three of the talismans. The emerald-category was hit by one, which caused a bruise. The second was blocked. The third one was deflected at a Shadeath body, unconquering it. There was still some energy left, which quickly was annihilated by the collateral damage of a topaz-category battle.
Drai reconjured the body.
"You will have to do better than that, young one." The emerald-category's words left an unsettling chill in my bones. I flew back for a second, then bombarded the emerald-category with afflictions.
"Sweet sleep of death, step forth. Freeze, bloodless one. Ice from the outside is nothing, so ice from within shall arize. You will forget all with Alzheimer's. Suffer the cost of a lifetime. Bleed to death."
The sapphire-category was weakened by the afflictions. I then hit him a few times with Eternal Durability, and the emerald-category was dead.
I had been knocked of Drai's back. I stood on the ground, triumphantly panting. I had won.
With that, I marked the spot on my map, and went into the city to refuel.
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