Low-Fantasy Occultist

Chapter 349



They ate a quick breakfast of leftover stew and a bit of hard cheese and broke camp quietly, as they all wanted to leave behind the haunting scene of a massacre they had been too late to stop.

By the time the sun had risen above the horizon haze, they were on the move again.

Nick walked near the middle of the column, with the Shard hovering at his shoulder in its default position. He stretched his senses in every direction, warier now that they were getting close to the dungeon’s border.

Two hours in, he found what he’d been looking for.

It wasn’t anything visible at first. The sky remained stubbornly clear, and the grass continued to sway in the breeze, but the mana in the air grew noticeably thicker, enough to create a constant, low thrum, and obfuscate his senses beyond the first few hundred feet.

“Raphael,” he said quietly.

“I feel it,” Raphael replied, not slowing his stride. “We crossed the boundary.”

A notification chimed.

SYSTEM NOTIFICATION

Your Trait [Blasphemy] has protected you from the influence of a Minor Domain.

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