33 Risen#re - Chapter 349

With his mind free of strain Lirian quickly built up telekinetic energy on his fingertips, Lirian calmed his breathing and took aim.

Then he started to flick his fingers, his fingers shot the energy with rapid succession like a gatling gun and turned all the guards who were running along the walls into bloody puffs of smoke.

Telekinesis was probably one the most powerful abilities in existence, in Lirian’s mind, most people were merely incapable of using their imagination to bring out its powers to their fullest.

Most people saw it as an influencer skill, that could allow them to move things around, they treated it more like a useful tool, but in truth, it was so much more.

Telekinesis was the ability to take control over the dormant fields of the world and bend it to your will, it was a power that was useful to even gods, and by mastering its application one could become a force to be reckoned with, all that someone needed to do was be creative with it and they would find an entire world of possibilities.

Lirian flashed through the air with rapid speed once the wall guards were all taken care of, and he flashed into the midst of the guards who were stationed at the gate.

The guards were speaking loudly, some of them were panicking slightly as they saw what happened to the guards on the wall, and suddenly they saw Lirian appear in their midst, like a spectre of death.

His approach was so silent that for a second they doubted their senses, but that was all it took for the first two to die.

Just a moment of doubt and they were dead, some of the guards fell to their knees with legs that felt like jelly, try as they might they couldn’t bring their legs to move, but they weren’t the first to die.

The silver-haired assailant seemed to have no intention to kill those who had already lost hope at least not yet, instead of the fallen guards, watched as their fleeing comrades were cut down one after the other.

They looked like they were running, yet their legs were moving so incredibly slow, it was like they were being pressed down by a mountain and they couldn’t remember how to breathe.

One by one the guards fell, yet it happened so quickly that all seemed to occur in an instance.

Then the reaper turned onto those who were frozen in fear, with puddles of piss drenching their clothes and armour.

However right at that moment when the guards thought themselves to be gone, a strange sensation passed through their minds, suddenly the reaper no longer looked like a reaper.

Rather he looked like a beautiful deity, who was most magnificent and most glorious, all the fear seeped out of the fearful guards, and they chose to embrace death if that is what the deity before them so wished.

“Go and open the gates,” said Lirian and the guards who were previously trembling on the ground got up with renewed vigour.

The opening of the gates was a strenuous job, it required several guards to turn the main mechanism, and two guards were required to work the second mechanism on the wall, and they would have to keep moving for ten minutes straight before the gates were properly opened.

There weren’t enough guards to open the gate after Lirian killed so many but that didn’t stop the remaining guards from trying.

“First clear away all these dead bodies,” Lirian said, and the guards obeyed, they picked up the bodies of their dead comrades whom they had known for years, but they felt no grief at their loss.

They felt only envy that the sacred deity before their eyes, felt that their comrades were worthy of his blade and they were not.

In minutes the bodies were cleared from the street and the blood was washed away, and the guards went to fulfil their original task.

They put all their heart into turning the mechanism, but they were met with little success, however, the sound of the gate opening did awaken the residents in their homes.

The creaking steel and the grinding gears were enough to awaken those in the surrounding area, and as they heard the noise in the dead of the night they got up to investigate the source of the noise.

The people came out dressed in simple clothes, some of the poorer residents wore the same clothes that they wore in the day, but all the same, they stepped out into the foggy streets and approached the gate, some were curious, while others were complaining about the disturbance.

But when their eyes fell on Lirian’s figure, they all went quiet, Lirian was currently pushing his charm to his limit as the resident grew closer, “Go and help to open the gate,” Lirian said, his words were like a divine decree in their ears.

The men, women and children alike all rushed forward with vigour, without a care of the late hour, and they helped to open the gate.

As they got busy Lirian moved towards the walls and started to inspect them with curiosity, earlier he noticed that there were spell runes imbued into the walls and he wanted to check what the runes did for the wall.

Lirian remembered hearing that the walls were built when Lord Rupid had first taken control of House Kurt, and he hired dwarven masons from ‘The Hillcove Hills’ to construct the walls.

As Lirian looked at the ruins he found that the ruins were designed to increase the stability of the structure and to reinforce the durability, with the ruins etched into the wall, it would last at least ten times longer than it ordinarily would, that said the runes were overly intricate.

Lirian assumed that the dwarves were either very wasteful in their work, or they were simply trying to make things look more complicated than they really were, to stop anyone from copying and deciphering their techniques.

As Lirian analysed the runes he found that it was most likely the latter, in truth even if he were to replicate the technique it wouldn’t come out as strong as if the dwarves performed it.

Before Lirian’s ‘Gods Gaze’ all the secrets of the technique were easily seen, inside the runes, Lirian found that it was laced with dwarven blood, which was the secret to their durable creations.

They infused their blood with their mana and used it to create the runes.

Dwarves in general were born with an affinity towards earth, so when they used their own special techniques to infuse their blood with mana, it carried some of that affinity, it was almost like infusing laws into the structure to strengthen it.

It took Lirian barely even a minute to decipher the power of the walls, and once he was done, he noticed that the gate had only opened a quarter of the way.

Lirian paid the people no mind and pressed a hand against the wall, “I suppose that I will have to thank Rupid for the gift,” Lirian said with a light laugh.

As he spoke a series of spells circles started to flash out of Lirians hand and sunk into the surface of the wall.

The wall shone brightly for a moment as the spell circles entered them, but just as quickly the glow vanished, and Lirian turned away while heaving heavy breaths.

Lirian pulled a handful of food pills from his pockets and stuffed them in his mouth to rapidly restore his energy, when his body detected the pills, ‘Unconscious Cultivator’ took effect and turned them into energy in seconds.

Lirian breathed out softly and walked away from the wall, unseen by the eyes of the masses, a trail of energy was released by Lirian’s body that was promptly absorbed by the ground everywhere he stepped.