Sleeping Player (Project Chrysalis Book 3) by John Gold (highly illogical behavior .txt) 📗

after another, as the seconds ticked by, putting all his strength into each blow.

Finally, they changed their tactics and decided to rush him at once. He was forced to leap from the roof into the field.

Buff received: Keeper of a weaker place of strength

Effect: All main and derivative attributes increased by 125%

Duration: As long as you are in the place of stength, for one hour or until fighting stops

LJ was practically a lightning generator, sending it spouting out in every direction. When the demons got too close, he charred them with powerful dragon breath. Ra’Kkhar, flying around in the air, released a fire storm.

Damage received: 930550 (ignored: 1177204)

10800/10800

The air heated up, and the fire storm was enough to torch even the demons themselves, but it didn’t touch LJ. His response, however, sent Ra’Kkhar tumbling to the ground. The recoil just about killed him, though LJ kept firing away until his fallen enemy was dead.

More and more demons gathered, but LJ wanted to make sure that he’d killed Ra’Kkhar for good, so he ignored everything else to run over to the hole that had opened up in the ground. Down at the bottom, sure enough, enormous larvae had started to reform the demon’s body. A dragon breath burned everything in the crater.

A wild cry rang out over the field—the players were beginning an organized counteroffensive. From all the alleys, homes, and other buildings, they poured out to make battle. Still, right in the center, LJ continued fighting off the warriors of Hell with his last few ounces of strength. Everything around him turned to ash as he healed himself relentlessly. Even the air burned to the point that the demons, with their natural resistance to fire, were destroyed in the cat’s attack.

A light quivering in the air told LJ that somebody had tossed a sword in his direction. Arkham was participating in the counterattack, and he’d just given LJ a chance to save himself.

LJ boiled over with rage, the cat feeling like his entire consciousness was expanding to control the field. Demons burned, spells flashed, battle surged, and blood ran in rivers. The shouts of the bloody people in the field were crazed, pulling LJ away from the demons with their chanted chorus: kill them all! His home was ablaze, tears poured down his face, and his head wouldn’t stop hurting, but there was no stopping him.

LJ didn’t stand still; he kept moving, striking his foes with his sword and doing his best to keep them pinned. When there were too many of them, he switched to a fire attack that scorched them all.

The players took up the offensive. Along the left flank was a girl in fire mage clothing, and she was the tip of that spear. Thanks to her aura of fire, she had to make sure she was well out in front, also not giving the demons a chance to mount a defense. The other flank was a unique picture, as two…mages fused in a fiery force of nature. The first looked like a lava golem and was trying to manage the strength he’d received, while the second ran around stark naked, his body, also made of lava, as bright as the sun. The heat they both exuded was so strong that earth mages had to throw up earthen shields to make sure their allies weren’t killed.

Right at the center was an elf with a shield. His enormous agility and incredible power let him dodge attacks and crush the demons in reply.

The fire mage girl summoned a battle familiar, a burning lion. Nobody could get anywhere near her.

But the demons regrouped when the cavalry arrived. Of course, some of their kind were astride horses, though most of them rode more exotic creatures. A pair of wyverns appeared in the sky to vomit acid on the players.

In turn, the players reformed so that a monk could step forward and stomp his foot on the ground with as much force as he could. Waves rippled out along the ground, erupting where the demons had gathered. A burst of fire leapt from out of the soil to break up the cavalry formation. Arrows came flying down from the roofs as bows and magic wands joined the fight. The demons were being pressed on three sides. Clearly, the players were organized under the leadership of a strong raid leader.

Another wild yell broke out, this time from the direction of the destroyed wall. A demon with huge black wings appeared in the sky, far stronger than any of the others and radiating an aura of suffering. Even from a hundred meters away, LJ could sense how strong it was.

Demon, Ra’Ilmir Idol, Level 1798, raid boss

 

It had long horns, grayish-black skin, and a very sparse beard. He swooped around like the lord of all things, summoning a second wave of demons from the mountains. Right then, LJ just barely had time to notice the enemy holding up a hand and whispering something. The cat’s hearing was so finely tuned that he could hear the spell the demon was hissing even in the midst of the battle, and he knew it was aimed at him. One movement, and a cone-shaped black flame leaped from the demon’s hand. Everything it touched died instantly, even the demons who got in its way.

Damage received: 1130550 (ignored: 1155597)

10800/10800

It was a wind of death, one of the strongest dark magic spells, and one that did pure mental damage to all living things.

The entire center of the players’ defense was broken, forcing them to redistribute their forces. The mages summoned golems. A girl, a light mage, got one of the wyverns to focus on her and jumped into a pond where her familiar duck wouldn’t keep its mistress from doing battle. Apparently, she’d already killed the other wyvern with a spear of brilliant light. It