Chapter 445: 445 Howling Movement

Chapter 445 Howling Movement

*Shiiiin!!!~

With a air shrieking sound, the two runed blades closed in Shiro's head.

Intense killing intent supporting each blade.

*Sniff~

As the swords were about to meet the crying Shiro, Danzel's eyes flared up at the last moment and shifted his grip.

*Wrooguhhh!

His swing generated a big wave of wind, pushing the snow up into the air, as well as Shiro's snow-white hair.

As the snow fell down to the ground, two large clean cuts revealed at the ground in an "X" shape just above Shiro's head.

"..."

Staring at Shiro in silence, Danzed raised the foot that was stepping on her shoulder and moved a few steps back.

Putting the Overseer's swords back into its sheath, Danzel looked at Shiro coldly.

"Although evading me was impossible in the first place, you should have attempted to distance yourself, despite how futile such an attempt it would have been. Any fighter, despite how stupid, would try to close the distance between magic casters. Where they have the advantage."

"And speaking from my own experience, circle magic isn't to be relied on as it's too obvious and takes too long to prepare. Making it unsuited for combat without a distraction. Even if the spell is more powerful, you should always consider the distance and the time that you will be sacrificing in pulling such a spell." Danzel said as Shiro started to roll up and touch her shoulder which he stepped. noVe)1b.1n

"...Such distraction could be in different forms, one of them being summoning elementals or through the use of necromancy summoning undead minions. I personally would recommend the latter for their permanence and numbers. But even then, you would need at least a spell which will let you move through the battlefield."

"That's the reason why I told you to learn the "Fly" spell for starters. Staying in one place is asking yourself to be killed after all. And barriers won't help, they can be broken and are truly just a temporary measure, that chaos spell that you even used could also be used defensively, if used we'll at least..."

*Sniff~

Looking at Shiro who was kneeling with her back face at him and crying, Danzel looked at her in silence.

That lasted only a few seconds before Danzel mentally frowned at her.

Slowly raising his hand, an ethereal skeletal hand came out of his hand, invisible to everyone except him.

Staring at her with his cold ethereal eyes, he was about to use [Grasp of the Undying] on her.

But as he stared at the bone mask that he had made for her, his hand movement suddenly stopped as he noticed her tear-filled eyes behind that mask were staring not at him, but at his ethereal skeletal hand.

His ethereal dark green eyes flared up and he froze for a split of a moment.

At that same moment, Shiro turned her body, showing the hand that she was hiding under her towards Danzel.

And in almost an instant her mana gathered around her hand, turning into an exploding wave of wind at Danzel.

Alas, it was too weak to affect a death knight, it only resulted in a handful of snow to be thrown on his mouth and flaring eyes.

But the true intent of the spell wasn't to throw Danzel back.

No, it was the opposite.

It was to push the caster away.

The wave of wind aimed at the ground, resulting in pushing Shiro away from Danzel.

*Puuff! Pufff! Pufff!

Rolling to the ground from the result of her spell a few times, Shiro grits her teeth and uses the hand that she was injured to touch the ground, creating another wave of wind to hit her.

Resulting in it catapulting herself up into the air.

And despite feeling disoriented and in pain, her head swung towards the direction of the mountain, her eyes locked into where her staff was lying.

"Come!"

Opening her arm, a hand made out of mana materialized where the staff was, and picked it up before flying at high speed towards its owner.

*Ting~!

With the metal rings of the staff ringing upon touching the staff, Shiro looked at fast approaching ground.

Pointing her hand to the ground, she swiftly gathered her mana around her.

"[Fly]!"

And she was about to crash into the ground, her mana supported her body and liberated any weight that held her done, making her float only a meter above the ground.

However, that lasted only for a moment, as the spell around broke done not a moment before it was cast, making Shiro fall to the snow.

But despite falling, her eyes were locked on where Danzel with her staff aimed at him.

Her eyes behind her bone fox mask lighten with intense mana

And Danzel stared and smiled from amusement.

"That's more like it." He said, with his death aura once again building up around his body.

Creating an invisible pressure around him.

"Now, let's try again-"

He suddenly halted what he was about to say and swung his head towards the direction of where the the 3rd-tier fox people had gone.

Staring aimlessly towards the direction, he lowered his sword.

"The link...is gone?" He mumbled while emitting an ominous yet intense aura around himself.

As for Shiro, she still kept her spell ready and aimed at him, but the sudden change of his aura filled her with a feeling of an approaching dread, while the speed that Danzel showed her with [Phantom Phase] surprised her.

In fact, it terrified her as she couldn't keep her eyes on him till the dark mist reformed the death knight.

But despite her fears, the moment she perceived where he was, he shifted her aim toward his location.

Which in turn made Danzel refocus on her.

Alas, worst of all, what made each of them shutter nonstop was the dark ice that was infused in their flesh at the chest.

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"Bgeh! Stink!" Shararack said while holding his nose with his hand, gazing at the fox people as if they were the ancestors of all trash.

"I even came to make use of those things. As the hunting party that I sended has perished..." The Great Shamac said, looking at the fox people with the same disdain that he gazed at Shararack a moment ago.

"W-What!? A hunting party perished!? Was it from the thousand-one!?" Shararack yelled in shock, fearing the answer to his own question.

"No, it wasn't the screaming one, but mere pretenders. Nothing but a cursed husk." The Great Shamac answered, his voice growing angrier as he continued.

"Those stupid fools, I sent them to clean up the mess, but they only turned out to make more mess for me to clean up!" The Great Shamac halted his outrage, calming himself down as he looked at the fox people who looked at him with fear.

"I would have gone and cleaned up the mess myself if it weren't for the orders of the chief. Alas, preparations of the great hunt are underway..."

The Great Shamac went silent as he stared at Shararack ominously.

"Shararack, would you be interested in clearing the mess that you brothers failed to achieve? A deed worth mentioning to the chief."

Hearing those words, Shararack eyes lightened up and he smiled, revealing his sharp teeth while at it.

"I! Shararack! am willing!" He boasted with confidence.

Knowing that this mission will remove him from the hunt against the thousand screaming ones while also adding to his contributions.

Seeing that sight, the Great Shamac nodded.

"Good, I will send a few other of you brothers to participate in clearing those cursed husks out of those lands. And with them...I will give you those hunting wolves to you." The Great Shamac said while pointing his staff towards the fox people.

"Them?" Shararack tilted his head in confusion, gazing at them with disgust.

Answering his question with actions, the dark ice of the Great Shamac's staff glowed in an ominous light.

Which triggered a similar response to all the dark ice infused on the fox people.

With an ominous glow appearing, the ice started spreading into their flesh.

Both internally and externally, resulting in a constant mind-boggling pain. Alas, that wasn't the end of it.

As within pain came change.

The fox people's nails started becoming longer, slowly turning into sharp enough to challenge a steel blade. All the while fur started to appear around their body.

The females of the fox people had their muscles become sturdier and more flexible, with few even growing another tail while the males had their muscles develop similarly, only gaining more additional muscle mass compared to the female, with their hair growing much more than the female.

Though most had a similar transformation, with few having a bit more or less in some areas of development, the only thing that matched with all of them was their eye and overall aura becoming feral like that of a starving beast.

Not only that, but the mana inside their bodies steered, giving them an incredible amount of strength, making them slowly start cracking the ice that they were trapped in.

"Yes, them." The Great Shamac said as he tapped his dark ice staff into the ground, making the ice trapping each of them drawn back, making them fall to the ground.

But before they could hit the ground, despite all the pain their legs and hands were.

They caught themselves before meeting the ground in a posture similar to that of cats

"Follow him and my guidance, beasts. And destroy the enemies of "My" tribe." He said while making the dark ice in their chest glow and grow.

Resulting in everyone howling with their aura weighting the air around them.

*Kwaaaaogghhhh!!!!

*Wragggggghhh!!!

*Kreeeghhhhahhhh!!!!

Shararack gulped nervously from their aura before grinning to himself.

"Follow me, you scums!!! We depart immediately!" He said in excitement before leaving the Great Shamac behind and running off to fulfill the mission.

All in one motion, the fox people shot their heads up toward the running troll and dashed with incredible speed, clawing and cracking the ice floor beneath them depending on who walked in their fours or just their two legs.

The Great Shamac simply observed the whole thing with a cold gaze and was about to walk off the room before he heard a clawing sound from behind him.

Turning around, there was a lone fox woman laying on the floor, one hand digging inside the ice while the other at the dark ice in their chest, grinding her teeth in pain.

"Weird..." The Great Shamac with a frown on his face.

Pointing slightly his staff at her, the glow on the dark ice intensified, making her yelp in pain.

Alas, she still stayed on the floor.

"Arise." The Great Shamac said, taking a step forward, making the dark ice to spread further.

"Follow my command." and further.

"Follow my will." and much further.

To the point, the dark ice slowly started to penetrate her lungs.

Which made her grind her teeth to the pain they started cracking and bleeding.

Stopping right in front of the kneeling fox woman, the Great Shamac looked at her with disgust.

"You..."

But the woman, despite in pain and fear, she raised her head at him.

And smiled.

"Eat shit and died! You oversized piece of meatball bastard!"

"..."

In response to her words, the Great Shamac raised his staff on top of her head.

"I don't need an insubordinate beast in my tribe."

Grabbing his staff with great strength, he pushed it down at her head.

*Crack-!

Resulting in a cracking sound to echo through the ice paths.

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