Luther, being the overconfident and overanxious 18 year old he was, thought this was a boon. They were going to be easy pickings all grouped up like that.
Making a mad dash out of the village was harder than previously thought. Goblin scouts started appearing in the town as he was leaving. He killed few of them and looted their bodies before they could be found.
Finding out how to mute Level up Alerts was great. Still being level 5 meant he wouldn't survive a head on fight.
Players that die in SECOND CHANCE has all of their stats cut in half upon revival. this made a few of the first players give up. Oddly enough, those that died were the more melee oriented players. Luther didn't want to know what it would mean for his Mage status.
He elected to just sit and watch the goblin swarn enter the village as he read the description of his active skills.
[Mana Beam ★
Shoot a steady Beam of Mana at opponent!
Mana cost: 2 per 4 Seconds]
Luther let out a slightly evil cackle after he read this skill. "I can shoot Lasers! How cool is That?" He looked around, Realizing once again that he was talking to know one. "I miss human interaction..."
[Mana Steal ★
The White Mage has the Highest Mana control. This gives White Mages a better understanding of Mana as a whole and take it for themselves.]
"That isn't ominous at all." He said to no one sarcastically. "Damn it. I miss people."
Regardless, this skill was pretty cool, like the how the friends in the east could pull the Mana from the air. Except he could take it from anything.
When the snarls he heard from the Goblins turned into grunts, Luther poked his head out of the window. A group of 20 or so goblins were carrying the corpse of a minotuar to the center of the village.
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A Minotuar was a ★★ field boss to the west of Kokiri Village. It would only appear if you killed all 154 Wild Boars in the field within 4 hours.
A pit formed in his stomach as he watched the group carry it away. The feeling of dread only increased when he saw the Western Goblin Shaman Leader. It was as tall as he was. It's body was covered in pulsing crimson markings from head to toe. It's staff was adorned with what he could only assume was a Wild Boar Skull. It turned and looked at Luther with a sharp, sinister, too many toothed smile. And then continued to walk toward the center of the village.
In the distance he could see that the the other three goblin hoards also had a minotuar each and were piling them in the center. This was a sacrifice. One that needed to be stopped. By any means neccessary. They can't be allowed to gain a third star.
The Goblin Shamans took positions and started to chant. "EECH, KAH, LOO, PAINE, DRAH!" The lesser goblins soon followed in the chant. The entire village reverberated with the sound of goblins chanting and banging what ever they could get their hand on to match the beat.
Luther slowly made his way to the center. The goblins he killed during the chant didn't give him any XP. Before he could loot the bodies that he dropped, they disintegrated into red motes of light and flew to the center of the ritual. He looked and saw the Minotuars also disintegrate the same way.
None of the Goblins even seemed to register the fact that their comrades were falling right next to them, If their now completely solid red eyes were any indication.
The now cloud of red mist replaced the minotuars and was launched to the Blood Moon itself. The Moon Pulsed four times before shooting four blood red beams toward the Shamans. They each raised their right hands to the sky, each one sporting a blood red crecent moon. The lesser goblins all jutted their left fists to their leaders, which also had the same mark.
It was now or never. Luther jumped into the center of the ritual, reached to the sky, and yelled "
The pain was excruciating as it coursed through his body.
"No! Keep them separate!" He yelled through gritted teeth. So this was what the system prompt meant by not all Mana was good for him. He needed to get rid of this Mana, and Luther only saw one way how.
He focused on the curse and corrupted mana treatening to take over his character and yelled once again "
The Beam that came from his index finger was toxic red and released in a continuous stream. He didn't know whether to throw up at the sounds of goblins screeching and dying, or revel in it.
He ignored the Alert and spun around, still firing the beam. He stopped moving and made a T-pose, with both index fingers pointed in opposite directions and fired again. The screams kept coming, but his eyes were closed so he didn't get dizzy. Luther started to move his arms up and down as he spun when the screams slowly started to get quiet, only for them to rise back up in volume again.
He eventually collapsed, falling on his back and gasping for air. he looked to his left to see a Goblin Shaman cut in half, dead. the halves that were cut being almost rotted at first glance.
[Goblin leaders slain: 4/4
Goblins slain: 845/500
Reward: 1200 XP
Unique Chest
Unique Book]
Luther Didn't get up, didn't open the rwards to see what he got specifically, and didn't even celebrate jumping from level 5 to 14.
He just laid there and tried to relax as he sent a message, before he decided to try and take a nap in the game.
/Hey Dad! Did everything I needed to do! Can you come pick me up?