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Chapter 772 Sea
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Chapter 772 Sea
Ilea considered charging her wingsbut without teleportation she would hit more than a few trees on the way her locator indicated. She hissed in response, a greeting instead of hostilities but it was entirely too late.
The elf jumped off from the tree, landing on another before he jumped off again, the misty trail of his blades visible as he twirled and attacked.
Two golden shields flared to life where she saw his magical weapons, the blades stopped immediately as she rushed him. She ignored the somewhat surprised look on his face as her fist came at him. She struck a wall of ice that appeared from thin air, Archon Strike rushing into the material enhanced by the fires of creation. She pushed through the shattering ice, burning ashen limbs lashing out towards him. Three were cut but a few struck his ice armor, setting bits and pieces aflame and biting into the material.
“I’m not here to fight,” she said with a hiss and used a charged blast of her space manipulation, blowing him away. She turned back and looked at the locator as the elf struck one of the nearby trees, spinning before he struck another, finally coming to a stop on a third one with a heavy impact. So I guess space manipulation still works at least. She flew off towards the location, glancing back to see more beings breaking out of their ice. And so much for stealth. Well… they’re elves, might just fight each other instead.
Several impacts followed a few seconds later. She glanced back to see several spells exploding in the distance. Wonderful. Ilea just barely dodged a thin arrow coming for her neck, the projectile fast enough to require her precognition. She didn’t look back, instead flying between the large pillar like trees of ice to avoid more shots coming her way. Expected at least a few to come for me.
Ilea saw a flash to her right, finding two black eyes staring back at her. They belonged to an elf with flowing black hair, his body covered in smooth armor made entirely of bone, or a material that looked as such. In his right hand he held a smooth white bow, the string glowing with a strange silvery light. He looked at her with a wide grin on his face, flying with his blueish wisp like wings, keeping up with her in his effortless style of flying.
[Ice Mage – lvl 658]
She hissed her greeting, knowing he had just fired at her.
His grin became wider before he hissed back. A greeting too, though there was a strange edge to it.
Ilea watched him fly ahead, the effortless grace with which he flew through the air something akin to a butterfly, though he outpaced her by a large margin. She didn’t even know if her charged wings could beat him. Her golden shields flared up when he spun and shot a set of ten thin arrows at her, the movements of his hands and arms nearly too fast for her to see. Two of her shields shattered, though she managed to block the arrows at the very least. Another set of ten came before she could resummon her defenses.
This time she veered to the right, avoiding most of them before the last shield took the few that got through. One of the arrows did pierce and struck her armor, exploding in a strange blast of ice, partially getting past her mantle. Intrusion, she realized, ignoring the blast as she kept going in the direction her locator had indicated.
“Impressive, human,” the being spoke in a smooth tone, though his accent seemed a little strange as well. “Long has it been… since I have hunted one of yours, so worth-”
Ilea decided to interrupt his speech with a beam of Embered Heart.
Several ice barriers formed as he slipped away, the defenses shattered and one of the trees blasted through.
“And so… temperamental,” he mused, spinning back out from another set of trees. The elf licked his lips, bowing lightly as he annoyingly kept up with her. “Ilynvares. Whom do I have the honor of hunting?”
Ilea sighed, still flying in the same direction.
“By the way. It is not a wise choice to go that way,” he said. “Death awaits you there.”
“Why?” Ilea asked. “I assumed you wanted to kill me too.”
“Oh I do,” he said and hissed, firing another set of arrows at her, the Azarinth Star taking the entire volley. “But in battle. And I promise to eat you afterwards. All of you.”
Oh boy. “You’ve been down here for a long while,” she said. “You could use a refresher on how to talk to women.”
The elf looked confused. “I do not understand, human. How does gender play into this conversation?” More arrows, this time not aimed at her but in the general area. They exploded in blasts of ice, temporarily freezing her wings, some of her mantle lightly damaged.
She twirled shortly, slamming into one of the trees and digging in with her limbs. Now she saw the group of elves following them, a set of five, spaced out and sometimes attacking each other. Mist, ice, arcane, crystal, and something she couldn’t see. Each wore a different set of armor, though the colors were somewhat fitting for the ice and snow, various whites and hues of blue. Bits of metal, bone, fabric, and even leaves adorned their attire, the magical power apparent in the flowing elements around them. Ilea caught glimpses of more moving figures to the side as well as farther back.
Her ashen wings were back and she continued on her way.
“Indeed. You should not dally, though most are not quite as quick as you are,” Ilynvares said. He dodged to the side when a set of burning spears rushed his way.
Ilea spread out the ash and made it follow him, his form too fast to keep up but his attacks were slowed ever so slightly under her pressure. She flew around the trees, trying to keep them between herself and the fast moving elf, sacrificing some of the distance she had to the other elves. More woke up in their wake, though few seemed particularly interested in her ashen form.
“Leave me alone. I’m not here for you. That’s my last warning,” Ilea said as she twirled to dodge the incoming projectiles.
The elf hissed in an amused manner. “But I am here for you, wanderer.”
She sent out another set of ash spears, raising her hand before she used her space magic.
His form was caught in her invisible grip, his armor splintering as one of his eyes burst in a red spray. Burning ash enveloped him right after, the elf screeching with inhuman wails.
Ilea flicked her hand, sending him into one of the trees, though she could tell her grip was waning already. He does have some resistance. The move bought her a little bit of time however, her wings working hard to get her through the endless forest.
She sighed when a group of four elves intercepted her from the right, though the spells they fired at her she quickly dismissed as inconsequential. The blasts of ice and water crashed against her golden shields as she sent out spears of burning ash, the explosion ripping through the armor of two elves, one use of her space magic blasting two more aside. She tried to hold back a little, as she was in fact invading their domain, and the weak spells that came for her gave some indication as to their levels. Their sneers turning into pained expressions was rather satisfying however. The last one managed to reach her, but she simply slapped away the ice spear in his arms, then she slapped his face, several bones breaking in the process. He was below three hundred. None of them followed, though the time it took to deal with them let her more dangerous pursuers get a little closer.
She moved on, dodging a few long range spells in the next few minutes but otherwise able to increase the distance between herself and the elves hunting for her. She couldn’t spot any other elves hanging from the trees by now. Her movements slowed further, Ilea summoning the locator to double check the direction. She was on course, and she was getting slower.
A glance back revealed that none of the elves were following her anymore, the creatures either having given up, or perhaps deciding to fight each other instead. She deemed either option unlikely, having met plenty of elves before. She would have to worry about some of them looking for her in the Plains to get revenge or to get a proper fight in the first place. If she did manage to escape. Short range teleportation proved to be an issue, but she had no reason to believe her anchors were unreachable for her long range abilities. But nobody else who came here had an ability like that? I doubt it.
She assumed the stories were overblown. If she could escape Audur and the trap of the Architect, Ilea believed an elven domain wouldn’t prove much of a challenge. She hoped she was right.
The air remained still, her wings occasionally cracking as they moved, bits and pieces of frozen ash falling to the ground. A trail she dissolved as she went. The soul magic pressure had built slightly, though the pure cold was more dominating. Ilea however had survived the presence of an Ice Elemental with far fewer skills and resistance levels. She generated heat within her as she advanced through the underground forest of ice, finally coming out into an open space.
She stopped in the air, looking out onto frozen plains. The ground was a vivid light blue, far more colorful than the forest had been. White cracks were visible below, some moving on for hundreds of meters until she lost sight of them. Ilea turned her head when she heard a deep cracking sound, followed by strange clucking. It sounded both kilometers away and right next to her.
Freaky. She glanced at the locator, the thing still pointing forward and onto the frozen plains. A lake perhaps, or a sea. She had a hard time gauging the dimensions, the wisps here unmoving, her eyes not seeing far enough to discern anything other than the line of frozen trees behind her.
‘ding’ ‘You have seen the Sea of Truth – One Core skill point awarded’
Right. I feel terribly enlightened, she thought, still looking at the apparent sea with some suspicion. At least she assumed she couldn’t reach the depths of this one and find another strange eldritch creature. Everything seemed frozen after all.
The ice ceiling was gone too, changing gradually to the same strange mist that covered the entire valley. It wasn’t dark however, the frozen ground providing illumination in the same light blue hues. Ilea glanced back again but nobody had followed her. The annoying one did warn me.
But the locator pointed her forward and she was here to get the last of the Taleen keys. More Drakes, deep within the Elven domain of ice. She smiled to herself. The infiltration had failed, because of course it did. And yet she had pushed through, survived the elves hunting her. Not just survived. She had considered fighting them in a more direct manner but there were higher leveled ones around, and she didn’t want to garner the attention of the local Monarch, wherever he may be.
And so she moved her wings and flew out onto the sea of truth, her spells at the ready, prepared for whatever would stand in her way. Nothing showed up however, an hour of slowed flying passing by. The trees were gone now, lost in the distance, the frozen grounds the only visible thing in all directions. Occasional sounds came from the depths. Ilea assumed they were caused by ice moving, forming, or breaking deep below.
Half an hour later she finally saw something else. Kilometers ahead she spotted strange floating bits of what she assumed was ice. Hundreds of shards perfectly frozen in the air, some larger than entire houses, others thin and long. The blue light from below reflected off the magical phenomenon in strange and mesmerizing patterns, light flickering as she approached.
The locator pointed to the center of it all.
Ilea could nowfeel the already freezing air getting colder with each passing meter. When she was just a few thousand meters away, she could barely move her wings. A hundred meters later, she had to land, the limbs constantly freezing over, bits and pieces breaking off as she tried to move them. Her core was now generating heat constantly, fighting off the cold around her. Looking down at her hands, she could see layers of ice forming on her ash, breaking away, then reforming. She left behind a trail of water, more added with every step she took on the freezing sea.
She was glad her eyes still worked. Cracks resounded as she walked, bits and pieces of frozen ash falling to the ground and reforming on her body, the fires of creation now added to fight off the magical climate.
Freezing temperatures no longer affect your body, my ass. Ilea squinted her eyes, feeling the oppressing magic flow through everything in the vicinity. She was getting closer to the source, whatever it was. A wave of ice magic came through, freezing half her form and pushing her back a few meters. She tried to use fabric tear, the space magic barely getting out of her before it froze. Instead she broke out with her fires and strength, some of her fingers and her entire right arm snapping off as she did so. She didn’t feel any of it, the missing bits already reforming.
She looked at the healing arm, the process downright crawling compared to her usual speeds. She pushed with the third tier, the magic still not quite as quick as usual but it did the trick, her arm back when she saw another wave of magic through her dominion. Her second tier golden barrier formed around her, walls of burning ash right behind.
The wave came and went, the golden magic not shattering but frozen instead, the cold seeping through and moving through her ash. Her mantle was mostly unaffected this time. She deactivated the barrier, half of it still floating in the air, shimmering with a strange blue and golden hue.
Freaky.
Ilea walked onward, using the same combination of defensive skills to endure the invisible waves of magic. Her precognition and dominion allowed her to react in time. As she was struck by more of the ice magic, she felt her defense strengthen. At the same time she was sure the attacks were becoming more powerful, though the frequency of the waves remained the same.
Ilea soon passed some of the first shards, hundreds of them hanging in the air without movement. When she passed a large piece of ice, she saw what she knew to be the source of the ice magic waves.
A humanoid figure hanging in the air, its form blurred and unfocused. Two arms were raised to the side, the legs hanging without motion. Two bright dots were set within its head, though Ilea couldn’t discernif they were blue, white, black, or any other color. Each was like an abyss, taking her in with infinite depth. Something akin to hair flowed from the being’s head, and yet it was perfectly still.
Ilea kept her eyes on the being, healing her brain as blood froze near her nose. She wanted to retch at the sight of the being but felt calm at the same time. What she felt wasn’t primal terror at the sight of an ancient predator, but a pure and utter lack of comprehension. The only experience she could compare it to was the act of trying to comprehend powerful magical runes. She was looking at a magical phenomenon, one that overwhelmed every bit of her perception and ability to think.
She couldn’t move her jaw very well, and so went with telepathy instead.
“Greetings,” she sent, another wave flowing over her barriers and ash. She wasn’t sure what to expect. The locator had pointed at this being, which meant the key was in its possession or somewhere behind.
“Words. A language… ancient, changed and adapted. Once spoken by few, now… by many. It is… human… that thou art. Thou hast come here… seeking, what.” the being answered, its voice a whisper, barely audible even within Ilea’s mind.
“A Taleen artifact, that I believe you have,” Ilea sent.
The being was in front of her now. It hadn’t used space magic to achieve the feat. Ilea had no idea how it had happened, she only felt a powerful magical source within her dominion.
[Oracle – lvl ????]
She tried to breathe in but couldn’t. Ilea knew now that the being had a lower level than the Meadow. Her instincts however told her to run, the feeling more visceral than anything else she had experienced in a while. And at the same time she felt safe, as if embraced by someone who loved her.
“Guardian of Cerith. Friend… of the Fae. Azarinth Healer. Key Warden, and… traveler of realms. Thou hast come… far… in thinejourney, Wanderer,” the being whispered. “Gifts exchanged. Show us. The fires… of creation.” The being moved its arm, the limb dark and light at the same time.
Ilea could focus on it but failed all the same. She could see something flicker, the triangular shape of the Taleen Key visible for a mere moment. It was held out towards her, offered.
Comments
Arexio R.
im scared....
yannick schwende
The first encounter with an oracle. Looking forward to the next chapter :-) Thank you.
lenkite
Small correction for this chapter: Ilea can definitely sink into the Sea of Ice/Truth as her third tier allows for it. Whether some [Ice Elemental] tries to use her as a [Snack] is a different argument.
James Faulkner
Damn so the oracles really don’t fuck around lol
James Hamlyn
I wondered about that too!
StarWolf
Lol
hill44
Maybe glitched and Elos is finally showing signs that Ilea is in a simulation. Time to send a bug report to the devs.
bob barker
She could trade 4 tier resistance training for the possibility of fleshy Horizontal Tango
bob barker
I bet she could score a lot of points if she said that it was the most loving embrace that she's had since she was a small child. She could also score points by apologizing for being rudely uncommunicative while entering their home. But it seems like "scoring points" isn't something that she's very interested in. This continent's soon-to-be-greatest hero doesn't do it because she's particularly conscious of the feelings of strangers. She does it because she's only heroic for her fam, and her fam happens to live on this continent.
Simons Edgar
"Two arms were raised to the side, the legs hanging without motion". Is the oracle T-posing to assert dominance?
Vortozan
I do love an intriguing tale
John Pratt
Seems like, yeah. Though they seem to be more complicated than an elemental, more a confluence of mutually reinforcing things than a pure expression of a single thing. I could see Ilea getting an evolution like "Oracle of Gainz" based on this revelation, becoming an essential spirit of body reinforcement.
just_a_potato
Ever since there was a comment by one of the elves that Oracles wield the power of elementals, I've wondered if they've done what the True Fae brought up to Ilea. Merged with an elemental. This chapter really makes me think they might have. Conversation with the True Fae: “We will not elaborate on such endeavors. However a large part of us agrees that a date would be desirable should you ever follow that path. Your mind and essence would become something entirely unrecognizable. If you wish to preserve who you are, we suggest you refrain from such actions.” From this chapter (specifically "What she felt wasn’t primal terror at the sight of an ancient predator, but a pure and utter lack of comprehension."): "A humanoid figure hanging in the air, its form blurred and unfocused. Two arms were raised to the side, the legs hanging without motion. Two bright dots were set within its head, though Ilea couldn’t discernif they were blue, white, black, or any other color. Each was like an abyss, taking her in with infinite depth. Something akin to hair flowed from the being’s head, and yet it was perfectly still. Ilea kept her eyes on the being, healing her brain as blood froze near her nose. She wanted to retch at the sight of the being but felt calm at the same time. What she felt wasn’t primal terror at the sight of an ancient predator, but a pure and utter lack of comprehension. The only experience she could compare it to was the act of trying to comprehend powerful magical runes. She was looking at a magical phenomenon, one that overwhelmed every bit of her perception and ability to think." And to those who brought up Isalthar killing an Oracle, maybe they were a "Young" Oracle similar to what we've seen with the Young Lightning Elemental. Ilea has proved that she can fight it to a standstill (and so likely kill it), but Wolfy (the mature Ice Elemental) would stomp her into the ground.
John Pratt
I think it's safe to assume that she has Resistances available for every thing she maxes out and will have it for every normal skill she maxes out unless it's more satisfying for her to win it somehow. Like I sort of suspect a scene of her qualifying for 3rd tier Dancing, because that's cool. I don't expect a scene for her qualifying for 3rd tier Sage of Torment because that's a less defined skill that exists only to acknowledge a way people perceive her. They're both jokes made in to skills, but Dancing lends itself to a really cool fight scene, while Sage of Torment is just an affirmation of a joke, and doesn't lend itself well to a scene.
John Pratt
That Dragon was a Life magic Dragon, and it obviously had a passive effect on it's environment. It used cancer as a weapon, but I wouldn't be surprised if it just passively induces cancer with it's presence. Ilea just wouldn't have noticed that for how short their encounter was.
John Pratt
Honestly, I think the Meadow is less overwhelming purely because of the classes it chose. The Meadow is obviously interested in the promotion of others to a greater state of well-being. So it chose to learn how to make plants grow to aid food supply, it chose life magic to heal beings, it chose space magic to move beings out of danger, and eventually it chose arcane magics to defend itself. Only it's arcane class makes the world around it more dangerous, while it's space magic merely makes it more strange. Meanwhile the Oracle is a bundle of unpleasant stuff. Ice, soul, mist, maybe time maybe space. Nothing about here whole deal is helping people.
The Oracle can somehow read/identify a lot of Ilea's titles, shouldn't the Oracle also of included "Arbiter" or "the Primordial Arbiter" ?? Because this seems exactlyyyy like the type of situation the class defines.
Endoria
So the Oracles are the incarnation of the element in every respective elven domain? Like elementals as the creator of elves.
Melting Sky
So THAT is what an oracle is like. Just being in her presence would kill pretty much any other human in existence other than maybe the sand guy and even he would only likely survive her aura due to the fact he's powerful and knowledgeable enough to come prepared with some mythic artifact he's squirreled away to stave off the ice. I think the Wanderer title is doing a lot more for her than she realizes. I don't think it makes her stealthy or invisible to detection. I think it works more along the lines of making those she meets not notice her as a threat. Even the elves she ran into just kind of treated her as an oddity and with about the same level of attention and aggression as they would show one of their own. Sort of like a strange and interesting visitor rather than an invading enemy.
jordan
While I would agree that it is unlikely that Isalthar killed an Oracle of the same level and power as this one, I would NOT say that it is impossible. Sometimes one power set simply dominates another one. If he got lucky and had a very favorable matchup, he might be able to do it. That being said, it is likely that the Oracle Isalthar killed (assuming he did kill one) was not as high level or as powerful as this one.
hill44
She just might be about to make an Oracle friend and is already a Cerithil, and an Oracle title or something including it would make the elves really lose their shit more than anything. Would also be funny as hell when she faces down the Light Monarch again.
Viedu
Thanx for the chapter! This one left me speachless! Some questions aswered, more presented!
Grond (James)
I got to think it's different than a regular Oracle. This one has a domain unlike any other. It's massive, and has total control over it, and it's so powerful that the domain is not even entirely in our reality. The other elves do not live in a place like this
Dantalia
cool stuffs!
Han Pol
Now I wonder if this is a typcial oracle or a strong or old one, I mean humans also come in many power levels, and even elves do, but if this were a typical one then our elf wind mage has never killed one ever. Maybe helping one to kill herself. Or she was vastly weaker.
Straven
Ok.....if that's an oracle how the BEEEEEP did our one elf man apparently kill one or so is said!? Youch that was a nice one by the way, didn't expect an oracle to turn out like that but I can only imagine that others are different and this one may very well be well past ancient, either way I loved the new chapters.
Torbjørn Nilsen
It is already noted in the chapter that her resistances already should give her imunity to being affected by the cold. As she certainly is here it would be insane to do further test it by going into the ice in enemy teritory.
jordan
It would be nice if the author would give us a view of which general skills Ilea has unlocked the ability to raise to the 3rd tier. She has 3 unspent general skill points now (and is close to a 4th) so it would be nice to see what her available choices are.
jordan
Has Ilea already forgotten what the 3rd tier of ice resistance gives her? One of the abilities is to move through frozen water as though it is liquid. So she should not assume she cannot reach the depths of the frozen sea.
jordan
Wanderer seemed useless, as I predicted. And she cannot switch to Deviant for days yet. Hopefully she does not get frozen alive and need to wait for her mythic title cooldown (eh? eh?) so she can switch to Deviant.
Michael C
Wow wow wow
Sean
Feels like the Deviant title would've helped more here. I'd describe magic that stops space magic as pretty incompatible to her.
Sean
Unfortunately I don't think there's any chemistry.
Vega
And then the Oracle would freeze even that
Interesting fact. So far any really strong 4 mark was dangerous and harmful even while doing nothing or holding back. Meadow(arcane), Fea and Leviathan(insanity inducing existence), and now Oracle. Only exception is Dragon, but she WAS trying to harm.
Carlo Aquino
No wonder even Monarchs follow the Oracles. Now I only pity the One Without Form how could it ever accomplish its purpose of annihilating the elves if it faces such an opposition? It might just detonate the sun in its possessions if it finds the task rather impossible.
Jack Trowell
Nice Ice too
Shadeymankey
Future gf found for when Felicia ages I guess?
Jonathan Walker
You know she would lol
Jonathan Walker
Dudeeeeeeee this is getting awesome 👌 I wasn't sure how something like this book could get better but I just found out, your imagination is absolutely amazing, thank you for such an amazing book these past years
Kalahatze
You did a great job of selling the power levels involved here. The Meadow already seemed strong, but your great descriptions of the Oracle and the environment she is in convey a whole different level of strength than we've seen before. And yet the Meadow is still stronger. It shows just how much it's holding back. Impressive it can even control its power to that extent.
Rick White
Wow…nice!
Jessy
Learning something that is inimical to what you are learning can give you new perspectives and insights
Chopper
Hey crazy ice lady, I got these cheeseburgers...
Serina Tsukaya
Maybe she can offer a horizontal Tango for it?
Almost Famous
Great chapter but that cliffff. Suggestion for the title "The Protagonist" to be added. Would truly terrify her enemies
bob barker
will ilea dare to ask her for future resistance training? :)
Marco Zorbach
So the best that I can tell, the Oracle is an Ice Mage who has gotten to the point of practicing her magic on the conceptual level. The highest conceptual form of ice is Absolute Zero, the complete cessation of all molecular movement. The ultimate expression of Entropy. The only reason Ilea is alive is because she has the Fires of Creation, the conceptual energy of the Big Bang. Now why would an Ice Mage want to study the conceptual opposite of her greatest magics?
Alexander Dupree
Holy shit this chapter was awesome
Zarik0
Well Oracle are "female elf", what we suppose is elf are formed by magic so oracle is more a entity who cause a "natural" phenomen who create elf of the same type of magic, their mother so to speak ;P And damm, well i guess they all different so maybe a friend oracle at some point ;P Other elf are all gonna be dumb when she go out and she say something like "i see your momma, she sweet ;P"
Dax
At the risk of being crude, maybe mid-bang?
Blackmoon11
Okay now Ilea, focus. do not... I repeat DO NOT try to bang the scary ice lady Seriously though, I can see why elfy compared the power of the Oracles to the raging of an elemental, actually, he might have undersold it a bit, close to or maybe even over 2000, also how did she not notice she was a chick? forshame Ilea...... forshame Edit: How the fuck did Isalthar kill one of these things?
Joshua Little
Thanks for the chapter.
juno
I'm absolutely in awe with the ability to create such striking landscapes and mental images that Harthane has. And the Oracle is just terrifying.
Matt
How can you do me so dirty with this brutal cliffhanger? Most gripping chapters ever.
SunderGoldmane
I think it’s a by product of cold. Like when you see through heatwaves, form is distorted. Maybe when you look through extreme cold, color is distorted.
Ted Berkowitz
Now *that's* how you do a cliffhanger. Thank you for the excellent chapter!
Luciaron
Really curious what all the color shifting is about. Thanks for the chapters 🙏
Benjamin
Most high level beings respect the flames. But even meadow was fascinated by primordial shift.
Mamma mia!
If an oracle wants to see the flames of creation then they might be a bigger deal than I originally assumed.
Neric
For me, one of the best chapter
I think the Oracle has a stork deliver them from time to time.
Benjamin
Oooood.Dammmm Sonnnnn..... So how does it make baby elfies?
Tsaimath
I think it's more the opposite effect: You need to be a remarkable being to ever achieve such heights, which doesn't just vanish. Well, that or you have be be kinda born that way, which also doesn't just vanish.
Jack the Dream
Suspect not all Oracles are created equally.
Guilherme Castro
hahahahahahaha
Andrew
Thank you!
Eyes wide
Oh snap. I've got chills just from your story writing I'm getting a no chance in hell feeling so im hoping it's a test rather then a fight to the death. How the hell did our 3 mark wind healer elf kill one he must be a monster as well lol
Rhain
Holy shit this..... the whole thing is just so.... if I could visit anywhere is the whole story it would be this sea of ice and the home of the elven oracle! The vibe I'm getting is some Mountains of Madness-esque cosmic horror feeling to the whole place and I just love it!
WarVenom
So oracles are God damn demi-gods basically. Post 1000, it seems like you either just become stronger (the ascended, various 1000+ monsters, monarchs) or A God damn divine incomprehensible monster (meadow, fae, oracles, etc )
Sebastian Prue
You're gonna leave us like that? Ahhhh
Samuel Gatto
NOT THE CLIFFHANGERS, AHHHHH!!!!!
Great. Now I gotta wait till (hopefully) tuesday... I dislike waiting, sigh. I'm frozen with anticipation....
Alexandria Clarke
Pretty OP
BlackRazaras
Thanks for the chapter
