Ascension of the Nephilim - Chapter 594: Training of Wills

Acquiring memories allowed Emeros to accurately learn of the one weakness the enemy could be affected by.

The power of Vasilius that made its vow allowed Emeros to quickly remember everything about the room.

Despite his transformation and how he became a Deadwood Troglodyte, Rorcast remained a powerful and brilliant mage.

Several mixtures within the laboratory could still be used and were recently mixed. He needed to give the impression that the place was relatively new. But now, his impressive mixtures would be used against him.

Philip made a quick sprint as the Deadwood Troglodyte began to quiver and resisted the seal with more intensity.

Emeros felt the mana drain out of him, but he held on.

The Deadwood Troglodyte focused whatever remaining strength he had to attack Emeros. It was only now that he realized that Emeros was using sealing magic. He thought it was due to the vision but realized that there was a seal under him!

“YooOuuu… BrRraAATtt!” Mage Rorcast finally spoke in a human voice.

Rorcast’s speech was sluggish and slow, but his body began to tilt to prepare an attack on Emeros.

His slow reaction time stopped him from hitting the others who were attacking and withdrawing to prepare for another huge attack. But against an immobile Emeros, his attack would land.

He swung his slow arm moved, but Serena jumped in and swung her sword to stop the attack.

SLASH!

The two attacks met. The slow speed meant that Rorcast could not bring out the full power of his attack, and while it had overpowered Serena’s attack, his wooden arms had very little velocity and power when they struck Emeros.

A weak slap reached Emeros, but Emeros pressed his body low and did not let go.

Emeros bore the pain of the strike. He knew that his plan was a success! He managed to hold on and pour the last remaining mana on the Deadwood Troglodyte just in time for Philip’s throw to hit the large body easily.

SPLASH!

The green potion splashed on the middle trunk portion of his strange tree body. A poisonous acid began to burn down on his body, and with the combination of fire, it turned to flames into blue fire!

“AHHHHH!” Mage Rorcast’s pained scream was heard.

“Attack that area!” Emeros ordered.

SLASH! SLASH!

Don and Wesret aimed their weapons at where the green vial hit and their cut managed to cut deeper into the blue flames!

“Ahhh!” The Deadwood Troglodyte shrieked in pain as the Entropy Potion added poison to his body.

“Get back!”

Emeros was finally out of mana, and he quickly jolted away and ran to the other side, where he saw another useful object of alchemy.

His allies ran back as the monster realized that it could now move and began to flail his branch body around.

WHIP! WHIP! WHIP!

The wild swings made whip sounds as Rorcast gained control of its movements. Many flames began to die out, but the blue flame on his front chest remained.

He was enraged and chased after Philip, who was now grabbing another potion similar to the first.

“I’ll kill you!” Rorcast used its roots that were like feet and moved with fast speed.

Philip still had another means of hurting the Troglodyte, and he was the target.

Yet even before they initiated this plan, Emeros had already instructed the group to strengthen themselves. If they tried to leave the room, they would force Rorcast to attack. Their only choice was to fight back. Emeros instructed them to train their will and courage.

They spent hours hurling the swords to get a glimpse of the creature above them and remained in constant focus. They dangerously threw swords and trained to catch them despite knowing there was monster of death above them. All of this was to forge their bravery and courage. Emeros told them that he had a plan, but everyone must be ready to die.

And that moment, everyone was ready to die.

Serena and Wesret made their decision to die and charged forward.

Don also ran forward and delivered an upward thrust.

Rorcast swung its arm at the three.

Facing their death and the constant training of Dexterity, they somehow succeeded and accomplished the first step that Kyros mastered to overcome [De-Spacito] in his first life.

Time seemed slow as they approached their death. Serena and Wesret could somehow see the arm swinging with an attack that would surely kill them both. But at that moment, they had such clarity.

The stressful training of juggling swords while knowing a monster was up there sharpened everyone’s focus, and they attacked the branch.

Their three attacks struck incoming wood whip, but these three were quickly overpowered.

SMASH!

Despite the weakened state of the Troglodyte, the swing inflicted more than 230 damage to the hitpoints of the three, and they were all smashed to the wall.

The desperate attack that the three gave Philip the time he needed to throw the bottle.

SPLASH!

The bottle erupted upon impact, and the fiery contents spread on the right arm and caused the Troglodyte to stumble back.

“AHHHH!”

In anger, he dove forward and twisted its body to make a wild swing and kill Philip.

“Die!” Emeros shouted as he appeared at the side of Rorcast.

Rorcast was startled and used another branch of his arm to swipe down and slap Emeros.

But as he did, Emeros’s eyes were glowing with mana.

Right after he retreated, Emeros grabbed a nearby potion which he was sure to be a mana-restoring potion of Rorcast and drank it quickly using [Pronto].

With his mouth drinking the remains of the potion, he ran towards another place that he knew would have a helpful item.

He took a pouch that contained black powder in it.

Emeros had the memories of the mage and knew that these were powerful alchemy used to corrode and burn through stones! This object allowed the mage to make the room in the first place!

He took it and quickly rushed back.

He stabbed the sword through the three pouches so the pouches would be skewered at the edge of his blade and ran to attack the area where the first green potion was thrown.

Rorcast’s slap did not hit Emeros, as Pronto was barely enough for him to see the attack and make the dodge.

STAB!

The sword stabbed into the area, and the pouch of powder was pushed right into the burning body of the Deadwood.

BOOM!

An explosion occurred, and the body of Rorcast was blown into two pieces.

Emeros and Philip were also blown back from the blast.

The blue and yellow flames were scattered all over the room, and the two burning halves of Deadwood were at the center of this room.

“Philip… Potion! Heal them!” Emeros pointed to another drawer where he knew the potion would be.

Philip had little wounds, and he ran towards the cupboard and found numerous bottles.

He took as many as he could and rushed back to his allies.

Emeros forced himself to move and put out the fire all over his body. He was weak, but he did his best to act normal so that Philip would prioritize their other friends.

The upper body of the Deadwood Troglodyte was on the ground near Emeros.

Its head and body were squirming, but it did not have the strength to flail its wooden arms.

“You… brat…! Who… are you…!?” Rorcast asked as his life faded before his eyes.

“You will never know… Rorcast. You prepared quite a trap. You even lied about your level to make whoever discovered your lair remain here. But if you were really level 27 and had more knowledge about Soul transfers that skeletons and lich used when they abandoned their flesh for magic, we would have surely died.” Emeors spoke as he turned his eyes to Philip and kept using a gauge to determine the safety of his friends.

“You… really have my… memories…!”

“I am your prince. It’s your fault for acting too greedy. But I guess… I should thank you. All my knowledge was from my memory of when he would read books. But now, I have a Captain’s knowledge of being a mage…” Emeros chuckled.

“You still had it wrong. But this time, everything you know and worked for is right up here. Alchemy, Botany, energy conversion circles, and Captain-level magic. I must thank you! But most importantly, you have the information I need to get to him. The Withered Feather!”

“…You will… never… find him!” Rorcast cursed.

“I’ve killed you. I’ll kill the other two, and his seal shall weaken!”

“You… will never tame him!”

“You forget… You are talking to your prince!” Emeros forced himself up and walked over the head with his broken sword.

Emeros swung the sword and struck the head repeatedly with the sharp side of the broken blade.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

Rorcast didn’t even have the strength to scream as it died.

Philip watched as Emeros released his remaining strength before collapsing to the side.

“Master!” Philip ran towards Emeros as Emeros’s vision faded.