《God's Eyes 》Chapter 118: War spoils
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The Goblin King died after taking its last breath, while a deep cut could be seen on Till´s right shoulder, almost severing his arm.
Blood spurted down the shoulder and Jason was worried that Till might die if he wouldn't heal his wound soon but looking at his mana core, it seemed completely drained.
As such, Till exerted his tiny amount of strength left behind, to take out a deep red vial from his storage space, which he gulped down at once.
Jason sensed that Till´s drained mana pool was slowly regenerating and he immediately used this mana to heal the severe injury on the shoulder.
With the effect of the potion, permanent injuries could be prevented, while he would only feel numb due to the regrowth and regeneration of his severed asturias, veins, and mana channels.
The mana dome disappeared slowly and Shane went closer to the Goblin King in order to inspect its body.
From the outside it looked like a `normal` Goblin King but he obviously had a mutation causing a strong fire affinity seed to manifest within the mana core.
Blue flames were an advanced elemental affinity, not comparable to normal flames, from their heat and tenaciously seen.
The Orc was looking at its dead master with shock and only now did it know that their conquest ended, before it really began.
They had wasted so many years to create and nurture the protection pendants, strong weapons, and an army of Goblins, but everything was in vain.
He couldn't believe it and the previous resistance against the invisible shackles completely disappeared.
Shane and Jason landed on the ground as Jason also began inspecting the Goblin King.
However, he couldn´t detect anything special except the blue flame affinity seed within the mana core.
The Goblin King´s war spoils belonged to Till and they weren't allowed to take something, at least morally seen.
It didn't take Till long until he regained some of his strength.
Slowly walking towards him and the Goblin King, a proud smile emerged on his face.
The real fight was only a short exchange of blows but the adrenaline he felt during these few seconds was exceptional.
Defeating a Low Lord rank alone without any help could be seen as a glorious feat, even if Jason knew that the Goblin King seemed to have only advanced to the Lord rank recently because the mana core was unstable and not consolidated.
But that wasn't important for anyone here.
Defeating a Lord rank beast was probably more difficult than fighting two normal Lord-ranked humans at the same time, with the exception of them having contracted a Lord-ranked soulbond.
Both Shane and Jason congratulated Till, but Shane's congrats didn't seem sincere after he found out that the Goblin Lord only reached the Lord- rank some time ago.
Apparently, he was similar to a hypocrite in such things, while Jason sincerely congratulated Till´s amazing feat, which he accepted thankfully.
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Till stored the Goblin KIngs body inside his storage space which had an integrated cooler, to prevent the important alchemy ingredients from going bad.
Almost everything from beasts at the magical rank or higher could be used as alchemy- and inscribing-ingredients, which meant that their bodies were worth a fortune.
Nevertheless, a Lord being was worth even more and such an astronomical sum would probably not be purchased by anyone on Astrix, because it was just too valuable but useless for anyone here.
After inspecting the war axes, Till exclaimed in surprise
"Pseudo Mana weapons! Grade-3 at that!!"
This caused even Shane to look at the war axes in surprise.
Turning his gaze to the runemaster orc, a complicated expression could be seen on his face.
Jason wasn´t sure what this exactly meant but he knew that grade-3 mana weapons were considered one of humanity's strongest weapons, while Till told him one time that the beast grade-2 mana weapons would be able to pierce through guardian-ranked beast hide.
From his knowledge, Jason deduced that the pseudo mana war axes at the 3rd grade were probably around the same strength as grade-4 weapons which were second to grade-3 mana and soul weapons.
Till also told him one time that Grade-5 weapons were still researched and the materials required to create them were to though to heat up and forge with:
Even using lord ranked bones could at most produce peak grade-3 weapons, which shocked Jason.
Everything felt new to Jason and he could only listen to them in surprise.
But Shane´s gaze was still focused on the orc and Jason thought about it for a moment before his expression turned unsightly as he said.
"Was this Orc able to produce these pseudo mana weapons without any knowledge about mana weapons? Only with his own comprehension and experiments?"
It had to be like that, because these war axes were too large for humans to handle, even if their weight could be neglected after reaching a certain physique.
These war axes were obviously custom-made for the Goblin King´s large size.
The material the war axes were made out of, also looked extremely beautiful according to his mana eyes, while its outer appearance looked shabby and crudely made.
Additionally, it was forged and Jason wondered if there was a Rank-6 Goblin or Orc Blacksmith, capable of forging a treasure like the war axes, while the Orc in front of them inscribed the runes inside the oxidated ores....`Or did he do everything alone?`
Jason noticed that Shane adverted his gaze and for a millisecond Jason could see a tinge of greed in his eyes as he asked Till
"Little Till, you're done here, right? Will you return to the city, right now?"
Till thought, Shane was worried about the city and the humans living there.
As such he told him that he was done and they could go back together.
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Surprisingly Shane declined his offer to go with Till as he dragged Jason, before the chained orc floated to them, as he twisted the space around them, vanishing into thin air once again.
Till was still standing there with widened eyes and a confused facial expression.
'What's with me?' He lamented before summoning his white golden wings to soar straight in the dark night, towards the city
After Shane used his spatial magic two times they appeared above an extremely dense forest with giants that were one thousand meters tall.
Jason's vision blurred and his stomach revolted against the continuous teleportations, as they finally arrived at their destination.
It took him a few seconds in order to regain control over his body again and once that was done, Jason activated his mana eyes as he wanted to train them for continuous usage.
Through his eyes, Jason could see the many different kinds of mana flows radiating from the different types of trees all around him and it was no wonder that the gigantic trees radiated the purest mana, as it looked like they were built around something, providing them with exceptionally strong mana.
To Jason, it looked like the gigantic trees were the center of the forest with a single tree overshadowing all of them.
Their roots were firmly rooted within the soil while a dense and excessively pure purple light could be seen radiating from down below.
`Hmm? What is that? A magical treasure or maybe a beast?` Jason thought but he couldn´t clearly see where this purple light was radiating from, because he was overwhelmed by thousands of green and uncountable dark green, light-gray and black colors he perceived.
"There are still so many goblins left?" Jason muttered and Shane also senses something, however, his senses were much stronger compared to Jason´s still undeveloped body.
He knew that there were still quite a lot of goblins left behind but the main source was completely different.
"No. Behind these mana suppressing trees are not that many Goblins anymore" He simply said and released his mana to split the trees in front of him apart, opening a path towards the dense forest.
Shane had to acknowledge, that the Goblin King was really crafty, as he looked around curiously.
What came into their sight, was a medieval town with thousands of small huts made out of wood, stone, and other resources that could be found in their surrounding.
The astonishing fact however was, that the forest surrounded a cave entrance and was build around it, while many constructions could be seen inside and around the trees, with suspension bridges connecting everything together.
Everything was intertwined with each other and it was extremely easy to lose the right path.
Looking around, Jason wondered how long it would take to build such a town in the trees, which was not only connected with each other but also with the ground.
Jason couldn´t see where the goblin's basement ended, even if his eyesight was many folds better than his peers.
He was able to see more than a hundred meters through the dense and lush forest but there was not a single sign of it ending.
When he was about to go around to look, Jason noticed that he was still floating in the air and he asked Shane to let him down, to move around.
Shane ignored his request, which caused him to lament a little bit before he heard a *surr* as an arrow was repelled from Shane´s mana membrane that enveloped Jason.
His face was drained from all blood and Jason began to sweat heavily, before he looked down.
There were still more than a hundred goblin soldiers and a few higher graded goblins that were shrieking in rage, as they did not accept anyone invading their territory.
Shane waved with his hand horizontal while he released his mana with the darkness affinity utilized.
A beam of scattered darkness with a length of more than 20 meters was descending towards the shocked goblins, who weren't aware of what kind of existence they had offended.
The last thing they saw was a pitch-black boomerang-like blade, killing them without differentiating between their ranks at all.
After the goblins died, Shane smiled lightly to Jason, trying to calm him down, before he said
"Let´s exterminate the goblins" and while he said that a dark magic circle appeared before him, with a black five-meter tall wolf emerging out of it.
It was a peak-guardian-ranked beast without seeing anything odd about it, when blood-red eyes opened on its back, piercing through him.
Goosebumps appeared on Jason´s body but that was not everything.
More and more blood-red eyes opened all around the wolf's body and they faced all directions, seeing everything around them without a single blind spot.
Jason´s body tensed up as the wolf looked extremely ugly when Shane said smiling
"Fuku! May your hunt be a fruitful one! Kill the Goblins to your heart's content!"
All of the wolf´s eyes were widened and Jason sensed something unfamiliar being released when he began to shudder involuntarily.
"Brat, this is the bane of the thousand eyes wolf… be careful. Once Fuku looks into someone's eyes with murderous intent, you´ll die faster than you can think.
Everything below the magical rank will have its soul shattered before even being able to move around."
Shane said lightly, and the lush and flourishing forest that was previously filled with birds chirping and Goblins crying out in their crude language, was now deadly silent, without anything daring to make a single sound
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