Chapter 135: B2: C35: Tell Your Gods
Zarian shoved his remaining free points into his Wonder Stat, pushing it from 267 to 302. He felt luckier, more faithful, and more perceptive of the supernatural. Then, with his Basic Aura Manipulation trait, he pushed aura hard into his Level 0 Wondrous Speed skill.
He ran faster than he’d ever ran before. His grimoires jerked after him as he became a human streak of luck and speed.
Spectral chains rattled. Metallic hums resounded. A swampy presence groaned. And Zarian grunted as he maxed his physicality and dodged the first solid attack from Metatron.
The Arch Cherub shot a beam from one of its many mouths. The radiant torrent of celestial energy scrubbed the air clean of anything that wasn’t good and struck the cavern floor where Zarian had stood a second ago.
The entire cavern chamber trembled from the single impact.
Rock, sediment, and many high-quality materials became sparkling vapor under a bright and thunderous flash as the celestial beam kept burrowing further down below.
By the time that single beam finished, Zarian could tell it dug thousands of feet into the ground and left its heavenly mark. If that attack had struck the village up above, multiple towers would’ve fallen and thousands of people would’ve died.
The Arch Cherub flapped its dozen wings. Rhythmic storm winds blew out in all directions, all howling deeply with a monstrous bass.
The beating wings and storm winds almost sounded like a choir of deep-voiced men providing the bottom tone of a song. The altos came from the many mouths that covered the hard, white flesh of Metatron’s spherical body.