Chapter 605: Can The Weak Survive A War? |
“Brother, get to it,” Nong commanded as he shoved Illvenus’s headless body to Taim. Throwing away the latter’s heart like a wet tissue, he turned to me, causing me to wince as I saw his draconic head let out a deep sigh.
“Nongramos, you—!” Taim cursed before turning to the body, casting a black magic circle around it as a purple hue started to surround it. Taim then closed his eyes before pulling out what looked like a rosary made out of bone ornaments. “I give praise to the deep black abyss. I give praise to the tamer of all beasts. I give praise to the daughter of reincarnation. For I will overstep the boundary of your domain, beseeching you with prayer for my right as a lichdragon. I beseech the daughter of death with prayer for this soul’s time. I beseech the daughter of necromancy for your miracle to stop this soul’s early departure. Lock this soul’s passage to the eternal circle, for a moment to zero. May my shadow nourish you, Goddess Ilsaphone. Prayer over, Lich’s Book.”
As the magic circle dissipated, Taim suddenly grabbed the air above the body and pulled it close to his eyes. I didn’t need [Soul Vision] active to know that Illvenus was impossible to bring back at this point. It happened too fast.
“Nong, wh—” I wanted to speak, but stopped when I saw Nong straighten his back and look down at me.
My body shook as Nong and I locked eyes, causing my tail to smack the ground as if it was trying to tell me to calm down. I could feel my teeth and scales clattering, and not just me, as it seemed Tasianna and Grimnir were feeling it as well. We three were paralyzed by his aura attack.
“Do you have the information, Brother?” Nong asked Taim without looking away from me. He kept me right in front of him, like a wolf glaring at a little rabbit, telling them that running away would only hurt more.
[Fear (Minor)] inflicted on [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]