blueteamnovel 883. A Moment of Optimism
883. A Moment of Optimism
883. a moment of optimism
“i have four passives related to omnidynamic. [projectile resistance iv], [magic resistance iii], [physical resistance iv] and [qliphoth resistance iii]. the level denotes the percentage of damage i can negate. it’s 10% per level!”
“10%? ten? it reduces damage by that much?”
it seemed too good to be true. jury demonstrated by striking her left arm. after deducting her def stat and seeing how much hp remained, frost was able to confirm that this was indeed true.
40% resistance to projectiles and physical attacks was massive. 1,000,000 damage was cut down to just 600,000. however, it did not protect her from attacks that bypassed def stats or assailed her soul. light-based attacks and arbitrations were still highly effective.
[qliphoth resistance iii] was the most interesting one.
her resistances did not work on the corrupted except for this.
“qliphoth and the corrupted aren’t as different as we think.” nav suddenly spoke up from the side.nôv(el)b\\jnn
she was in the middle of building an igloo with snap, who also tried to form a snowman in the shape of a spider. it kept crumbling away with every one of cer’s shockwaves. its eyes glistened every time it fell like it was on the verge of tears.
“impurities is all they are. but then you get corrupted like our happiest moments.” nav poked snap’s head in an attempt to head pat it. “or snap. how sad.”
“bzzt~ (thank you~).”
“yes. how very sad that you can’t even muster the dexterity to create a snow-spider.”
“brrr...? (awww?).”
“allow me to show you how it is done.”
whilst nav and snap played with the snow, jury showcased the last of her powers; [retrocausality – temporal distortion] and [temporal stasis]. both were beholder skills. the former created a bubble that slowed time in short proximity from jury.
“can i see it from my perspective?” frost was curious about how it would affect her.
she had omnidirectional vision and a higher agi stat. above all, she could see several seconds into the future.
how would time affect this?
“sure~! i’m warning you frost – it’s a lot faster than you think.”
jury gave her ample time to prepare.
“on the drop of this feather.” frost released a black feather as jury assumed a runner’s pose.
“i agree. elysia’s given me new tools. ‘hoping that the day i awaken will be in the presence of familiar faces’. hey, frost. what happens if we do find elysia?”
jury nudged frost with her shoulder.
“i wish i knew. anna doesn’t have a book in her library that tells us what will happen to us if we meet elysia. we have no way of telling if she’s good or evil.” frost said truthfully. “but it’s in our interest to find her before iscario’s group does. we have a lot to do.”
“like finding the piece of the fallen star. are we close?”
“the piece of a star needs to feed on light before it can locate the piece of the fallen star. afterwards, we’ll need to amass desires to activate it. it’s our highest priority right now.”
the piece of a star was held in the middle sanctums. aster and the sacral appraisers were the only people aside from the archetypes who were allowed to interact with the piece of a star. it was their compass and only method of finding the advent of desire.
“i feel sorry for the healers. i can’t imagine the suffering they went through to be living batteries. light charges that object. children of adam, seers of evelyn, healers... haaaaah.”
the term ‘vessel’ came to frost’s mind again. a boiling hatred stirred in her heart. snow began to melt beneath her feet as she tried to wrap her mind around this madness. she could only see her enemy’s obsessions as a disease.
not even one of them possessed an honorable aspiration.
the only silver lining right now was that the librarians were split into two factions. the first were the ordinary librarians that zealously followed the authors of existentia. the second were those who sought to break away from their prewritten lives and personas; to shelve that piece of them away and rewrite themselves anew, like those who served anna in the eternal library.
they were the bookkeepers.
“stand aside, jury. just in case.” frost warned, removing her gloves which were a replacement for the broken dream shatterers. “i’m going to blow off some steam.”
she rechecked her stats before unleashing hell in this frozen wasteland.
status.
level : ???
light : 25 (may not go lower than 1)
the amalgamtempered : second state name : frosthp : 83,500,000
mp : 1,100,000
agi : 105resist : 1,300age : 1att : 30,000
mag att : 30,000
o : x d : xorigin : archetypeatt def : 35,000
mag def : 35,000
s : xe : x
< we shall go down what you have gained since your fight with iscario >
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