blueteamnovel 293. Two Woes Don’t Make a Right
293. Two Woes Don’t Make a Right
293. Two Woes Don’t Make a Right
There were two states regarding a person that wielded a Corrupted Persona.
A Stable and an Unstable state. Frost did not have this problem when it came to manifesting her Corrupted Personas, likely due to her being the Amalgam. The sample size was miniscule, however. Ber and Frost were the only known individuals capable of manifesting the powers of the Corrupted.
Nav however, understood that Ber rode between a fine line of sanity and insanity.
Even prior to her entering the First State. So long as she possessed a Corrupted Persona, Ber needed to avoid generating an excessive amount of negative Nex.
Because of how new it was, Nav was uncertain until now. And they were still largely uncertain of its underlaying mechanics. However, if there was one thing that was for certain –
< Ber >
< “Come dance with me underneath this moonlight. You’ll love my voice.” >
– It was that this phenomenon would become a greater deal moving forward.
Ignis became no more than an observer in a world of chaos. The violent spectacle left no time for her to shed tears for their fallen friends. She watched the last of her friends spiral into self-destruction, baring fangs, claws and levying everything they had onto one another.
The infested world of black barbed cloth animated like a belt sander, slicing buildings into giant chunks as Ber’s field of electricity was not caused by [Supercharged Field]. Rather, it was solely generated by her ability, Galvanic Blood. All else, including her Skills of the sane Ber were stripped, leaving only the ugliness of her Corrupted’s hideous form.
< The lower Ber’s mana becomes, the more her sanity returns >
< MANA REQUIRED UNTIL SANITY IS RESTORED: 250,000 MP >
< UNSTABLE >
Ber
< The Black Swan >
AFFINITY : Desire
LEVEL : 200ORIGIN : Trauma
HP : 1,920,000
ATT : 45,000MAG ATT : 39,000ATT DEF : 30,000MAG DEF : 30,000
MP : 360,000
AGI : 250 RESIST : 4,200
After revealing the significantly buffed Ber, Nav then brought up the Conditions required to defeat the Blood of the Covenant.
< CONDITION: Blood of the Covenant seeks the Bonded. The bonds of all will be severed. Blood of the Covenant takes significantly less damage from those that are not Bonded. Only the Bonded may Suppress it >
UppTodated from
< SUPPRESSION REQUIREMENT: When Blood of the Covenant’s HP reaches 0... >
LEVEL : 200ORIGIN : OriginalATT : 16,200 MAG ATT : 14,400ATT DEF : 45,000 MAG DEF : 39,000RESIST : 3,300AGI : 200 (Limit)
< [Bond Splitter] >
Corrosive Binding created the black ribbons, endlessly regenerating them from external balls called Watered Bonds. Unlike the previous iteration of this fight, the cloth themselves had no name and were easily broken down. In exchange, they proliferated endlessly, like parasitic worms bursting from the abdomen of an insect.
These things were what kept Frost chained. The bonds of water gagged and blinded her as Ignis made it her mission to take them down.
Watered Bonds
HP : 1,200,000
ATT DEF : 3,000
MAG DEF : 3,000
In the meantime, as she wielded boney blades in both hands to sever the sapient cloth, Ber’s clawed hand began to spin like a drill. Black lightning struck her spiky shell where they both resided before it plunged down straight into Frost’s chest.
<><><> [UNSTABLE: FUTILE GALVANISM] <><><>
< “Dance, dance, dance dance dance dance DANCE under my moonlight!” >
Blood of the Covenant | HP: 29,400,000
Ber had dealt 600,000 damage to Frost in that short time span. By now roughly an hour had elapsed since the battle had started. With the way time worked within, an hour equated to 10 hours beyond.
It also went without saying that this battle would last significantly longer than all the previous combined.
< [Impassioned Rally] >
< Frost >
< “The last thing I’d ever want is to break the bonds of the people I’ve come to love. Rather, I wish I could just keep them close like this, bounded as one.” >
Pure hatred wriggled into Ignis’ heart, like a worm into the core of an apple.
She bounced from building to building, scaling their great heights as they were uprooted from their very foundations. She zipped across the world, running around the city in search for the Watered Bonds. The backdrop of the two warring giants captivated her as much as it caused her to despair.
I hate the Corrupted. I hate that it’s turned you both into that. Out of everyone, it’s you two who shouldn’t be fighting against each other. Frost. You’re gentler than that and I know it. No one else tried to help me, Ber or anyone. And Ber... you’re the one who feels the strongest about our bonds. We’re part of your ‘flock’ right?
Approaching a black sphere, Ignis extended her bony blades, using them like stilts as she impaled them from above, watching a thick mixture of water and blood burst from its seams. In the meantime, she avoided the whips of cloth, and danced around the ever-expanding web.