Redo! Last Chance for a Dying World! - Chapter 179: Backfire!

Geth heard an exasperated sigh from inside of his mind.

“Welcome back,” Albus said.

Confused, Geth tried to get his bearings. He’d barely opened his eyes before Albus spoke again.

“You don’t have time to waste! Get up and get to the Dungeon entrance!”

Geth sat up quickly, a wave of grogginess trying to keep him from moving. It felt like he’d had a few too many drinks.

His vision was slightly blurred, and his head was pounding. He could feel a massive weight on his legs.

Shaking his head wildly, his recovery swiftly took care of the drunken feeling. His sight returned to normal, and he looked to see what was weighing him down.

A massive black dog was sitting on his lap. Seeing the giant pup, he realized what the liquid dripping off of his face was.

“Bleh!”

Geth wiped away the saliva that was partially blocking his vision and hearing. Even his ears hadn’t escaped the drizzle.

“Quit dawdling! Your seven minutes are almost up!”

“Seven minutes?”

Geth instantly recalled everything that had happened as multiple of his selves appeared inside his mental sphere.

“Shit!”

He looked around the battlefield and found that almost all his party members were passed out nearby. There were four that were still standing.

Sindri, Blaze, Peter, Felix, and Bane were assailing the monstrous Weary Wolf. The bodies of the patroling wolves were nowhere to be found.

What struck Geth as odd was that the Weary Wolf wasn’t fighting back. In fact, it looked as if it were unconscious!

:Weary Wolf, Lvl 65 (Sub-Boss); HP- 16,232/82,600:

Seeing that the beast wouldn’t last much longer, Geth turned his attention toward more pressing matters. Thousands of Direwolves were about to rush out from the caves and surround them!

“Albus, how long until the waves arrive?”

“You’ve been unconscious for almost five and a half minutes. You have barely more than a minute before the first of them make it out.”

Geth’s processing speed was ramped up at the moment. He’d instantly dismissed all but one of his selves as soon as he’d regained his memories.

“Based on what you’ve witnessed while I was out, how long will it take them to finish off the Sub-Boss?”

“Less than 30 seconds. Faster if you join in,” Albus replied.

Geth nodded and sprinted toward the sleeping monster after casting another glance towards his unconscious companions. He ordered his Direwolf Pup to get a few bites in on the Sub-Boss for a quick power level.

While he was helping kill the beast before it woke up, he asked Albus to explain what had happened to his other self.

Standing in the center of the mental sphere, Albus looked at Geth with an odd expression. He was silent for a moment and looked as if he were getting his thoughts together.

“The Direwolf used a type of mental attack using the Formation that we are currently in.” Albus began.

“As you were running toward the creature, the three stones lit up. The Direwolves from both patrols turned to dust instantly.

One of you fell asleep for each of the Direwolves that was sacrificed. It was probably the worst move that the Sub-Boss could have made.

You happened to be one of its targets. Your Spell Reflection Talent sent the spell right back to it, albeit a weaker version.

Even so, it was strong enough that it knocked itself out as well. As soon as those four noticed what was happening, they ganged up on the sleeping creature.”

Geth took a moment to soak that information in. He was relieved that he’d decided to evolve the Reflection Talent.

He hadn’t been aware that the Spell Reflection would work against mental assaults… but he sure as hell wouldn’t complain about it.

“Why are you giving me that strange look?” Geth asked.

Albus stroked his beard, “Something else happened while you were asleep. At some point during your little nap, Mana started flowing rapidly into your body.

The Mana force summoned your Direwolf Pup and also made some other changes.

It all accumulated just outside of your mental sphere and… well… it may be better just to show you.”

Albus beckoned for Geth to follow and the two of them made their way toward where his Tame’s spheres were located. He hadn’t been here since before he handed off his spare Skeleton Cards.

When the two of them arrived, he was met with a strange sight. Where he expected to see two mental spheres, there were three.

Bane’s mental sphere was massive! It had grown much larger than the last time he’d compared it to the other Skeleton’s.

The Direwolves sphere located right beside it wasn’t too far off. Even though the pup was only Level 1, it was apparent how great its potential was.

The tunnels leading to each of these mental spheres weren’t extremely long. At most, the length of the connecting branch was about a tenth of the diameter of his own sphere.

It was the new presence that caused him to scrunch his brows. To the left of his Tames, another path existed.

This path didn’t have an information pad next to it and seemed to be locked up tight.

Unlike Geth’s Tames, whose pathways were open to allow for communication, this one was sealed and much smaller than the others.

Not only that, it was as long as the entire diameter as his outer sphere! The distance was so far that he had to fly out and travel the path to see what was at the end.

Geth swiftly followed the long tunnel, making his way to the end in no time. In his own mind, he was nigh omnipotent.

What he saw at the end of the tunnel didn’t make any sense. A very tiny mental sphere was attached at the very end.

It was pitch black, with a dark shroud surrounding it. Even the latter half of the tunnel was covered by a dark mist.

The mental sphere itself was no larger than a basketball! The tunnel itself made Geth think of something that a mouse would crawl through.

Looking at the small dark mental sphere, he couldn’t help but picture the little black Slime.

‘Just what was that dream?’