The mont Priam realized he'd been spotted, he sprang into action. Gripping Prosse, he sacrificed half his kinetic energy and released it. Like a missile, the spear shot towards the boss.
Simultaneously, Priam felt his mist tremble. The cocoon covering the abandoned tower above him tightened. He looked up and cursed. The well was already halfway closed. The way out was now impossible.
"Fuck. Let's see who's trapped with whom!"
The cave trembled as Prosse impacted the Brood Mother. Surrounded by minions, Priam dropped from the ceiling to dodge multiple strands of silk shot in his direction. Gravity pulled him down, while so spiders anticipated his vertical trajectory, aiming where he would land. Priam manipulated [Kinetic Control] to project himself to the sides, preemptively evading the attacks.
He touched the silk-covered ground and cursed. The silk clung to his feet, forming a new trap. The cave was lined with this substance, hindering his movents. Priam channeled [Moon Mist] with all the aether the skill could accept. Alone, surrounded by hundreds of spiders and bathed in ambient light, he was an all-too-easy target.
Enveloped in a cloak of mist, he rged with it, dodging attacks. He could maintain this intangible state for only a few seconds and made the most of it by tapping into his Potential. [Kinetic Control] activated, freezing a portion of his mist. Fifty ice pillars appeared in the room as his aether and Potential reserves diminished.
POT -65
Lvl Up: [Kinetic Control] lvl 39
VIVA 2
DEXT 3
TA (FOCUS) 4
The price was steep, but Priam had no choice. It was the only way to move around the room without alerting all his enemies.
He reappeared on top of a pillar barely a ter high and focused on [Phantom]. His mist camouflaged him, and his skill activated, erasing his presence. Priam assessed the situation.
His previous position was buried under a mound of silk. Hundreds of spiders rushed in all directions, searching for the intruder. In the center of the cave, the Brood Mother seethed with anger. One of her front legs had been torn off by Prosse, which was now locked in a silk cocoon.
Priam recalled his spear, disappointed with the result. The creature had tanked one of his most potent attacks and had only lost one of its eight legs for it. Well, I'll just have to attack seven more tis. It was important to stay optimistic during an apocalypse.
He hardly had that thought when the Brood Mother turned in his direction. Her mandibles opened, and Priam's Domain registered an attack. Instinctively, [Kinetic Control] absorbed the kinetic energy of the projectile. It must have been special because the skill only managed to slow it down.
Priam was violently thrown backward, and only the presence of a silk cocoon stopped his course. The structure exploded upon impact, releasing a dozen spiders the size of a human fist. Priam shook his head, instantly regaining his composure. He tried to get up in vain. The silk clung to him, and his right shoulder was half torn. [Three-Headed Hydra] imdiately began to restore his flesh.
Subtle sounds made him look up, and he swore as he watched dozens of spiders rushing toward his position. Simultaneously, he was assaulted by tiny bites. The juvenile spiders, prematurely freed from their cocoons, sought revenge on the intruder.
A shiver ran down his spine, and Priam vanished into his mist. Reappearing behind an enemy, he raised Prosse and thrust. One less, five hundred to go.
Barely had he retrieved his spear when the spiders charged in his new direction. Priam teleported again, activated [Phantom], and growled. The room was now covered in mist, but the spiders still found him instantly. Perched on an ice pillar, Priam turned to the boss and understood. As long as the mother could spot him, her daughters could too.
"Ti to spend so resources."
Drawing from his Potential, Priam created thousands of hailstones and guided his mist to create a tornado. He had already used this technique against Protheus and counted on the area attack to get rid of the small fry.
Lvl Up: [Moon Mist] lvl 49
PERC 4
CHAR 2
TA (AFFI) 3
The Boss opened its mouth again, and Priam teleported out. The cave walls shook from the attack. Looking up, Priam noticed a freshly embedded white and golden sphere in the wall. Compact silk.
Another projectile pierced his mist. Due to his nurous teleportations, his kinetic reserves had halved, and Priam decided to block rather than evade. [Unrelenting Thrust]! Prosse violently collided with the Boss's attack. [Kinetic Control] absorbed part of the impact, and the spear absorbed the rest. Priam smiled and redistributed this new kinetic energy into his tornado. The wind gained speed, tearing through even more enemies.
anwhile, Priam exulted. He had managed to block a Tier 1 attack! The Boss seed to have specialized in creating an army rather than fighting, but it was still impressive.
SKREEEEEK!
Priam intercepted a second attack, then a third. On the fourth, his ridians began to heat up. On the seventh, Priam's smile froze. The Brood Mother seed capable of maintaining this kind of offensive all day.
Suddenly, power surged through Priam's arms, renewing his strength. Seizing the opportunity, he accelerated. Leaping to his right, his own speed surprised him for a mont. With a smile, he easily dodged the boss's long-range attacks.
Lvl Up: [Dodge] lvl 16
AGI 1
While dodging the silk spheres, Priam attempted a counterattack. During one of his pirouettes, he twisted in the air and launched Prosse. Without any kinetic charge, the spear shot off, surpassing the speed of sound and tearing off another leg from the boss.
Exulting, Priam landed back on the ground and recalled his partner. The pace of the attacks increased, preventing him from finding another opening. The Brood Mother seed enraged. All the better!
Suddenly, the surge of power ebbed. Priam still felt energized, but he wasn't gaining more. After a mont's reflection, he understood the source.
Conquest: In battle, every enemy you defeat temporarily increases your montum.
[Horseman of the Apocalypse - Conquest] had granted him a temporary boost for every defeated enemy. His tornado must have slaughtered most of the spiders.
The Brood Mother stridulated angrily, seeing the insect that faced her refuse to die and kill her offspring. Priam's instinct trembled as the silk under his feet ca to life. She wants to immobilize !
Vanishing into his mist, Priam focused on the rest of the battle. The hailstorm - pieces the size of his fist, accelerated to half the speed of sound - had devastated most of the spiders. The remaining horrors were larger, so as big as horses.
They had only been injured by the hailstones, not killed. Their exoskeletons were less sturdy than the Brood Mother's, but enough to withstand his attacks. They shot silk nets that trapped more and more hailstones, depleting the storm's lethal potential.
Priam reappeared behind an ice pillar and waited. A second later, the pillar exploded, struck by a new projectile. His kinetic reserves were increasing, but his aether reserves were reaching a critical level. If they ran out, his mist would beco useless, and he'd be bombarded to death.
Riding from pillar to pillar, Priam understood that he had to end the fight. Drawing from his Potential, he began constructing a massive ice block. Nearly a ter thick, it would buy him so ti. With a thought, he summoned Prosse three ters above the Brood Mother and attacked. Mobilizing half his kinetic energy, the spear plunged deep into the boss's exoskeleton.
The Brood Mother scread, and Priam winced. An enemy who could scream was still alive. The attack had missed the brain. Teleporting behind the ice block, Priam began charging a Draconic Breath. The ambient aether rushed to the back of his throat.
The aether density in Elysium was terrifying. It beca evident when Priam realized that the Breath was charging almost five tis faster than on the Moon. It would only take him a second or two to attack.
The ice block trembled. The Brood Mother had sensed the aether fluctuations. The surviving spiders went berserk and rushed him. Priam increased the tornado's power to slow them down.
In a fraction of a second, half of the ice block had disappeared, eroded by the boss's attacks. Suddenly, the vibrations ceased; the Brood Mother had stopped her direct assaults.
Undoubtedly stressed by the aether buildup she sensed in her opponent, the boss changed her strategy. Priam widened his eyes, feeling the cave co alive. A second before the Breath finished charging, Priam turned to face the monster.
She had risen, and a white and golden halo appeared above her head. The entire silk of the cave undulated before splitting into two waves. One half began creating a silk shield around the Boss. The other half enveloped Priam. The Breath prevented him from teleporting, and he found himself trapped.
One-tenth of a second before releasing his attack, Priam hesitated. Was it a good idea to unleash hell while being imprisoned in a sphere?
Maybe not. Might as well make sure to take this horror with then.
His draconic instinct roared, and Priam exhaled. The attack had been modified at the last second by [Draconic Instinct] and contained the power of Conquest. Instead of a flathrower, it looked more like a laser beam. It passed through the silk sphere with hardly a slowdown and struck the back of the cave.
Mist Harmony, Priam's affinity for mist, indicated that the sphere protecting the Brood Mother had shifted to the left. Priam turned his head slightly, directing the Draconic Breath at his enemy. A mont later, a terrifying cry resounded.
The Brood Mother was in pain. Good.
Priam released the full blast in three seconds. Then, literally out of Breath, he used the last remnants of it to widen the attack's radius.
Finally, Priam fell to his knees, exhausted. The attack had drained him, burning part of his ridians and depleting his own aether reserves. He had overloaded the Breath at the end. A bad idea.
His stomach rebelled. Too weak to activate Micro, Priam vomited a bit of bile. The mont of weakness passed, and his vitality reactivated. His two hearts pulsed once again, sending energy throughout his body. Priam took a deep breath before coughing violently. The gases created by the burned silk were toxic.
Without aether, Priam staggered toward the hole caused by his Breath. Pulling himself out of the silk prison, he began to breathe again. The tornado had dissipated, leaving only a field of ruined silk and hailstones.
For a few seconds, Priam remained still, slowly regaining his energy. A ntal inquiry pulled him from his trance. Prosse reminded him that the battle was not over. A tired smile stretched across Priam's lips. His partner was right.
The quest was still not finished after all.
Updating Quest: Hunter
Exterminate the 3 Trichonephila Aether clavipes.
Reward: A massive rainbow silk ball OR [Golden Silk Creation - Rare]. Potential 150.
Bonus: Kill the Brood Mother.
Reward: [Sixth Sense - Epic].
Difficulty: dium
Remaining ti: 2 Days
Three spiders had survived his attack, and the Brood Mother was still alive.
Priam cast a tired gaze at the boss.
Fuck
The laser beam had sliced through the silk do and the Boss within. Yet, the Brood Mother clung to life. The white and golden halo still hung above her head, and silk threads were struggling to reconnect the two parts of her body. The Breath had bisected her a ter below the head. The horror was in dire straits, but not dead.
Without aether, Priam had only one solution left. He gripped Prosse and staggered toward the Boss. The eight malevolent eyes of the creature watched him, and she stridulated with hatred. Priam advanced, too tired to pay attention to his enemy's threats. On his right, a spider crawled in his direction. With a thrust, Priam finished the job and continued his path.
Arriving at the foot of the silk sphere, Priam began to climb it. The substance was coated with poison, and he felt his vitality and Poison Body struggling to allow him to continue. Thanking his body, he pressed on.
Lvl Up: [Poison Body] lvl 11
CONST 1
VIT 1
TA (END) 1
Priam finally arrived in front of the Boss. The two opponents locked eyes for a mont. Micro, Prosse, and [Unrelenting Thrust] activated.
Say hello to death for .
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