Thalion arrived at Kael's base after an hour of traveling. He had used tempest shroud and feather glide to increase his movent speed. The synergy between both spells was almost perfect. He hoped that he would find a way to rge both spells into one strong one. What also helped was his passive skill electric glide, which made him even faster and lessened his stamina cost. He didn't even need to beat his wings to move with this ridiculous speed.
Thalion watched the moss and flowers, which were glowing in the typical blue bioluminescent color at night. He could already spot Kael's base, and shortly after, he landed on one of the great towers in the wall. The guards were surprised, but he just showed them the crystal Kael had given him, and everything was good afterward. Next, he dashed for the big residence in the middle of the small city and opened the big door. Soon after, Kael, Sylas, Annie, Jakob, and Kai were sitting around a table discussing the current situation. It seed that this Michael had created a lot of trouble for Kael in the anti.
"This is getting more dangerous by the hour," Kael muttered. "A lot of people want my position. Maybe we can set them up against each other."
"Just kill them! The last ti we were almost killed by Thorwald," Sylas interjected. "Why are you so naive when it cos to those people? They would kill you the mont an opportunity presented itself."
"I agree with Sylas. You are way too soft with those fools," Thalion comnted. "You might not even have a chance tomorrow. You definitely need to put them among the first attackers and not let them attack sothing important. I have a feeling that they would rather hide and co for you after the fighting is over when you are weakened instead of defeating the orcs."
"Okay, you are right. Sylas, can you give the nas of his closest followers?" Kael said with determination in his eyes. "I kind of thought that being blessed and set up against the big threat of the undead and Ankhet Sekhmara would let us all work together, but it seems that it was the exact opposite of what happened.
We need to keep a watch on that guy through the fight," Jakob added. "I don't trust him a bit."
"Kael should stay behind. He is also an archer and can back us up. This way, he should be at almost full strength if soone is coming for him," Kai said, agreeing with Jakob.
"Then they will just spin the story even more that I am using everyone and not caring for their lives," Kael muttered.
"Why are you talking like they are even allowed to say sothing? This is your base, and this is not a democracy! You should throw them out or just straight-up kill them," Thalion said. "This new world is different. If you don't show strength, you will end up with a dagger in your back.
On another topic, I encountered a red orc that was easily stronger than as an umbral predator. We need to watch out for that one."
"Why can it never be simple?" Annie exclaid, disappointed. "We can't even fight the orcs without worrying that soone from our people might kill us for power."
"So we will build a team, just like in the old days," Sylas said with a hopeful smile.
"I think it's best if you stay with Kael. Thalion, Annie, Jakob, and I will join another team," Kai argued.
"So, everyone gets a bit of sleep. Tomorrow will be a hard one," Kael said tiredly, everyone nodding in agreent. Thalion thankfully didn't need to sleep and used the ti to utilize one of the scrolls he bought from the system shop: The Scroll of Sanguine Mastery.
Completing the first layer is identical to the skill sanguine perception. It was all about feeling the strength not only of his own blood but also from the blood of other people. This layer would make him so kind of bloodhound, but it was necessary before he could try the second layer, which would teach him how to form constructs with his blood. The scroll also inford him that he didn't need to create a special place in his body for a blood reservoir, almost like a spatial pocket, but this job was already covered by the sanguine thorn. With that, he combined his blood purification with the task of feeling the blood more and more.
He hoped that it would work. Another interesting thing was that he was able to cast his blood spells through the sanguine thorn. With that, the skill vine of the sanguine thorn was ant. This sounded very strong; if he managed to pierce the skin of the enemy with the thorn or the vine, he could deal so insane damage if his target didn't get it out fast enough. He worried that the orc might also have so kind of blood sense and would imdiately notice him with his purified blood. Maybe it would turn out for the better if those red slashes were made out of blood; he was maybe able to absorb the skill before it would reach him.
He kept pushing the impurities out of his blood, now faster than the first ti, while the sanguine thorn was infusing it slowly with power. The last ti he barely felt any difference, but now, after only five hours of practice, his mind already felt clearer, or maybe sharper. It was hard to describe the feeling while his body felt warm. Purifying his blood felt like a blockade in his veins had been destroyed and now his true capabilities were unleashed.
It was already close to the first light and he wanted to test another thing the scroll taught him: to change the shape of the vines of the sanguine thorn. At the mont, there were crimson red vines with small black thorns on them. Using the skill, he tried to communicate to the sanguine thorn how he needed the vines to be. Slowly, the vines transford, and on the top of the vine, two long almost black thorns began to grow. Thalion happily looked at the progress. Now he could use the vines for piercing attacks. The vines had also strengthened with his blood, and with the sanguine thorn, he could feel the power stacked in the one vine, enough to break orc bones.
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Next, he experinted with the blood thorn. He tried to not only build one thorn with the spell but multiple to hit multiple orcs or to do more damage to one single orc. He managed to conjure seven at once, but they looked a bit weaker. Overall, the skill was stronger now. Next, he tried to only summon a single one and modify it to make it longer and thicker, forming sinister spikes on the sides. The finished product was almost two ters long, broader than his leg at the thickest part, and with up to fifteen-centiter-long spikes on the sides that would make pulling out the thing a real pain. He hoped that the orc didn't have a skill to absorb blood spells. That would be bad for him since most of his skills were blood-related.
Therefore, he experinted with the fireball spell next. Instead of summoning a fireball, he tried to change it to summon a kind of flathrower by sinking in the spell and trying, instead of collecting the fire in his hand and compressing it into a ball, he pushed it away from him. Slowly, the fire that assembled in his hand began moving away from him. It wasn't a great success, but at least it was sothing. The problem was that after a short distance, the fire began to fizzle out, and a fireball still ford in his hand. There was still much to improve. Sadly, he didn't have enough ti to work more on the spell. The sun was already rising, and soon the slaughter would begin. He had already received a ssage from Kael to gather on the tower next to the gate.
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