《The boy who killed God - An Epic Fantasy LitRPG》9. The Warmage - Part 1 [Adel PoV]
Advertisement
Our last meeting ended just in time for lunch. Many of us who had already perfected the mana gauge spell spread ourselves among those who were still struggling and helped them to synchronize their hand movements to the incantation.
I, of course, was in no rush to finish at all. Kai and I used to stay longer so that we could have our daily spell duel.
I had grown to like the boy even though his behavior was sometimes erratic and extremely competitive. His parents were superb spellcasters, and he had always had what he wanted.
That, in combination with the fact that they had showered him in constant praise so that he wouldn’t be jealous of his adopted sister, had made him somewhat spoiled.
However, I could definitely see the effect Myriam had had on him. When we first started our spell duels, he would come to me with everything he got and more often than not, fight dirty to the point where I wondered where he would have picked up tricks like that.
Of course, our duels were all play since we could only pretend casting divine spells without having mana and I would never use class skills on him. Still, his choice of spells and movements said a lot about his character.
As time passed, he came to see the value of fighting honorably and I couldn’t have been happier about it. There was even one time when he actually beat me like that and it was the most pleasant of surprises.
Most of the people who attended had now left so I approached Myriam. She was gathering some of the books she had brought to assist her in today’s lesson.
Her hair gleamed red under the sun and flowed straight down to her waist. Her attire was impeccable, as always, her long cyan robes perfectly complimenting her hair and her light blue eyes.
The garment itself looked heavy but flowed naturally, covering her body from just under her chin down to her feet, revealing just the tips of her polished black leather boots.
Myriam did not care much about what other people had to say about the clothes she wore but rather saw being immaculately dressed as an extension of being a dutiful student and that was what she ultimately wanted to pass along to everyone attending her classes.
“Thank you for your tutelage, Miss Myriam,” I said, teasingly.
“Funny, as always,” she replied, flashing me a smile, but not paying me too much heed.
“Are you ready for our last duel, Adel?” asked Kai, enthusiastically as he approached the two of us.
“Last? Are we stopping after this one? Have you finally realized that you can’t beat me?” I asked him, hoping to provoke him.
He gave me a forced smile and narrowed his brown eyes as he strapped his own Carta Magica to his back. It was a gift bestowed on him by my parents and even though it was not as large as the one I owned, it was enchanted with most of the same protections that mine had, making it virtually indestructible.
Advertisement
The leather straps holding his book pressed into the shoulders of his thin hazel leather robe while he had gathered his short brown hair on the top of his head, creating something more similar to a fountain than a bun.
“This is our last manaless duel,” he explained, a smirk lingering on his face. “Next time we face each other, you won’t stand a chance. Now, are you ready, Adel?”
I appreciated that he was at least trying to start the duel in an fair way by asking me. Not too long ago he would have waited to catch me by surprise, so he would get the upper hand.
What I liked most about him though was his superior sense of confidence and determination in besting me.
Myriam had already gathered her belongings and was leaning against the tree trunk between us. When I looked over at her, she simply raised her eyebrows and made a gesture that implied she wasn’t having anything to do with it.
“Okay, boy,” I goaded. “Show me your best spells boy. I am ready,” I steadied my stance to prepare for his attack.
It was only a friendly duel, and to the outsider, we looked like we were shouting incantations and moving our bodies, without any spells manifesting. However, this was not a duel of executing spells, but one of strategic thinking and spell interactions.
He started off with a rapid 4-word cantrip as he sent me the prompt for the spell he would have used if he had Divine mana.
Name : Sand Fall
School of Magic : Conjuration
Verbal Components : 4 words
Somatic Components : Simple
Material Component : None
HP Consumed : 0
MP Consumed : 0
Divine Mana Consumed : 40
Range : 700 inches
Casting Time : Instant
Precondition : None.
Description : The moment the last word of the spell is chanted, 25 gallons of sand will fall from a point that the caster has chosen within the spell’s range.
In the past, we had sometimes argued over the specifics of targeting and whether a spell would have affected me the way he intended it. This time, however, his eyes were focused perfectly three feet above my head.
The sand was supposed to act as a disruptor to my shield spell that required me looking upward with eyes open and hands pointing forward. Clearly, he’d also been listening to my advice about spell interaction.
Immediately after the cantrip, he started chanting what I thought was a spell that would send sharp gusts of wind to cut me from multiple directions. This, again, was not intended to inflict damage but rather to render me unable to concentrate on casting any spell that required precise body movements.
If I was correct, this was a 32-word incantation which meant that I could cast a 32-word shield instead of the 16-word one that was cancelled by his sand cantrip.
Advertisement
Name : Minor Mana Shield
School of Magic : Abjuration
Verbal Components : 32 words
Somatic Components : None
Material Component : None
HP Consumed : 0
MP Consumed : 0
Divine Mana Consumed : 160
Range : Self
Casting Time : Instant
Precondition : None.
Description : Creates a protective dome around the caster that can absorb weak magical attacks as well as weak projectiles.
I barely managed to end the spell casting before he had finished chanting his, but I still had the upper hand. I was shielded while he was not.
I began casting another 16-word spell that would severely limit the spells Kai would be able to cast.
Name : Binding Words
School of Magic : Abjuration
Verbal Components : 16 words
Somatic Components : Simple
Material Component : None
HP Consumed : 0
MP Consumed : 0
Divine Mana Consumed : 20
Range : 700 inches
Casting Time : Instant
Precondition : None.
Description : The spell goes against the target’s Magic Defense. In the chance that the spell lands successfully, magic bounds constrain the target’s hands.
It seemed that he recognized the spell from the first two words of my incantation, as he immediately moved on to cast the shield spell that he had previously prevented me from casting.
This spell did not require independent hand movements, as long as they were facing forward.
In the middle of his spellcasting, right when he turned his head up with eyes wide open, I stopped my binding spell and uttered a 2-word cantrip of my own.
Name : Flash
School of Magic : Evocation
Verbal Components : 2 words
Somatic Components : None
Material Component : None
HP Consumed : 0
MP Consumed : 0
Divine Mana Consumed : 10
Range : 700 inches
Casting Time : Instant
Precondition : None.
Description : Summon a bright light for an brief instant on a point of space in the spell’s range.
I was also looking above his head and without wasting any time, I chanted another cantrip, four words this time.
Name : Grounded
School of Magic : Abjuration
Verbal Components : 4 words
Somatic Components : Simple
Material Component : None
HP Consumed : 0
MP Consumed : 0
Divine Mana Consumed : 20
Range : 700 inches
Casting Time : Instant
Precondition : None.
Description : Keep the target’s feet to the ground for 3 seconds.
This one would not allow him to complete the somatic components for the spell he had started until he dispelled it and the dispel chant counted sixteen more words.
“I yield,” he said, suddenly.
“But you’ve neither taken lethal damage nor been pinned down yet!”
“I have dueled with you enough times to understand when there is little hope of turning a battle around,” he replied, and I dropped my stance.
“Little hope is more than no hope, kid,” I started to explain, trying my hardest not to sound condescending. “Never give up.”
He smiled, and raised his right hand to shake mine. Regardless of having ended the duel prematurely, I was happy that he had fought cleanly and accepted defeat so graciously so I shook his hand firmly and smiled back.
“Our next duel will be so much fun, Adel,” he said.
“Let’s hope that we receive enough mana to be able to spend it on dueling,” I joked, and turned toward Myriam.
She was still leaning on the tree trunk, and was reading from a small book. She was not reading out loud but I could see her lips moving as if she was concentrating intensely on the task.
After a second or two, she noticed me looking at her and raised her index finger to keep me from interrupting her. Eventually, she closed the book with a snap, lowered her finger and looked at me inquisitively.
“You weren’t watching our duel?” I asked, acting as if I was insulted.
“I’ve watched scores of your make-belief duels, so I thought I’d catch up on some reading instead this time,” she replied, and put the book she was holding in the backpack with the rest of them.
“You missed an interesting one. Kai yielded within seconds.” I was teasing, but Kai didn’t look like he appreciated the joke so I stopped myself from saying any more.
“Do you have any plans for today?” Myriam asked. “I might stop by your home to talk with your mother later.”
“I plan to study some more, but I’m free after that,” I replied.
My parents kept reducing my chores the closer the liturgy was coming. I had spent the early part of the day doing my physical training, so I was going to be free later on.
“Well, in that case, I’ll see you later, Adel,” Myriam said, and turned to Kai. “What do you say we head back home and have some lunch?”
“Yeah, let’s go,” came Kai’s eager reply. “Bye, Adel. It was good dueling with you.”
“Always an honor to duel with you too, Kai,” I replied and gave a slight bow toward him. “See you later, Myriam.”
Her short answer came from a slight distance, as she was already marching back toward the village.
I really did hope that we would all have enough mana to continue fighting. My duels with Kai were great practice. They kept me on my toes.
Especially in the last months, I had to focus hard in order to beat him. Still, I’d never really demonstrated my full spell repertoire and duels were something that rarely happened in real life, if ever.
Advertisement
- In Serial142 Chapters
Return of the Woodcutter
Aito Walker was a self-proclaimed martial artist, a criminal, a broken man, and a fishing slave who later became a woodcutter before dying due to his heavy consumption of alcohol.With thousands of other humans, he is forcefully revived into a boundless grey space by the gods of a foreign world, Iris, to take part in a never-ending war waged against Fearmongers. A race capable of corrupting living beings and inducing fear, even the bravest of warriors cannot resist—when the Fearmongers do not kill them, that is.To bait humans into this conflict, the gods offer the mortals powers in exchange of eternal servitude and the completion of trials before finally entering Iris.Even though Aito doesn’t agree with it, he sees in Iris a chance to atone for his past misdeeds, in this fantasy world of swords and magic filled with many races, where everything seems possible.He will pave his own path despite the gods he despises trying to manipulate him into doing their bidding.Aito will start with almost nothing but his wit, a peculiar system, and increased strength—much like other revived humans.Bearing a sin—he could not, cannot, and will not forget—haunting him to this day, Aito will strive to regain what little honor he has left.He will suffer and, at times, fail. Taking advantage of his weaknesses, the Fearmongers, demigods, gods, and many others will hinder his path.But a powerful yearning will keep him from falling apart. An ever-burning flame melting away the despair and welding back the broken pieces of courage.A single desire.«I will find redemption no matter the cost.»………Or not, hun, who knows? The book isn’t done yet. Haha—SLAP!«Who put this guy in the synopsis narration?! Get him out of here and launch the warnings! Now!»***WARNINGS:— The MC is human. If you’re looking for a perfect MC, you’ll only be wasting your time here. However, if you’re looking for an MC who will LEARN, GROW because of his flaws. An MC who will try his hardest to overcome adversity, then you’re in the right place.— No harems. However, it doesn’t mean the characters can’t fool around without having love interests. A relationship isn’t necessary for people to satisfy their physical desires.— You will find a few typos, grammatical and wording issues, that’s certain. I’ll do my best to bring you guys quality content and such issues will either be nonexistent or extremely few. However, one man can only do so much. If I get enough support, I’ll hire an EDITOR that will look at the chaps with a fresh eye. And POOF! Issues no more. Improved quality. Happier author and reader. Not sure if the editor will be happy tho.— The first three chapters are fast-paced as to quickly get into the nitty-gritty but slow down afterward to give the story the time it needs to progress accordingly.— The book can, never mind, it will contain «strong» language, gore and violence.— Comedy, as you know it (and if you don’t, now you know) is subjective. So you might not like the jokes.— If you truly read that until the end you have my virtual congratulations ‘cause I sure as hell wouldn’t have done that.
8 3250 - In Serial55 Chapters
Princess
In which a girl’s only memories are about how to escalate until everyone respects you, Queen Salem tries to deal with being a single mom, and all of Remnant develops an acute case of acarophobia. A Worm/RWBY crossover
8 187 - In Serial7 Chapters
Legends of Bitworld: A Misnomer's Tale
“Hello, and welcome to Bitworld. Our names are One and Zero. People refer to us as Gods. This world is inhabited by adventurers of all different classes, each with their own path. Your path…wait, what was your name again?” […GREY…] “Grey. That’s a fine name! You are entering our world in a time of peril. We are no longer in possession of the Nine; the Wizard Al’eron Con and his legion of glitches have captured them. Soon, we too, will be corrupted. Bitworld is in danger, it is up to you.” Discworld meets a roguelike dungeon crawling LitRPG, and shakes the hand of the classic Hero’s Journey in this nostalgic coming-of-age story. Follow Grey, Damsel, and Crow into the illustriously pixelated gamescape of Bitworld. Traverse the misty mountains, hacking and slashing through laggy levels of familiar monsters, and grind your way to destiny…but first, please wait while we load the next screen.
8 130 - In Serial36 Chapters
Aftershocks
When the long-overdue Cascadia earthquake hits, Portland is not only devastated by the damage, but also abandoned by a corrupt government, isolated by broken infrastructure, and overrun by organized crime networks fighting the strict federal regulations on fossil fuels. Lacey, the captain of a high school outrigger canoe team, persuades her girlfriend Rede and the other paddlers to use their unique skill as a means of survival, acting as couriers who navigate the waterlogged ruins of the city. All goes well until a botched job leaves Lacey with no other option but to disappear in order to protect her team. Rescued from her attempted suicide by a criminal duo, Lacey reluctantly begins her new secret life among the community she once exploited. Meanwhile, Rede and the team try to move past their anguish at Lacey's apparent death, but when a mysterious newcomer sheds a new light on the circumstances, they find themselves embroiled in a plot to bring about justice. *updates every other Tuesday*
8 202 - In Serial7 Chapters
The 7th Hero
First I forgot, next I was forgotten, maybe this is meant to be a 3rd chance at life.Sage is an amnesiac mixed raced mage with magnificent powers, after he helped save the world from darkness, he was erased from existence. When he finds himself outside of the Void and 400 years into the future, he discovers that the spell that caused this wasn't complete. He was not remembered, but what he did was.Follow Sage through his lonely voyage through a seemingly familiar world that doesn't remember the hero it lost.
8 157 - In Serial60 Chapters
A Path to Crown
A young man, who lived a horrible life, died, killed by the man he once admired. But life didn't forsake him and granted him a second chance on life.Plagued by his past, living with low self-esteem, can he succeed like this? Will he change to fight his inner demons, or will he fall at their hands?--------------------------------------------------Every Journey will begin with a single step into the unknown. We walk our path to reveal the darkness covering our Journey.At the end of our path, we will see a crown, the crown we created with our own hands. We shall crown ourself as Kings. Now is the time to decide if it will be a shabby crown full of regrets, or a glorious one! Choose, how will your's be?We can be proud we have walked our path in a way we desired.There shall be no fear of death, only the fear of the regrets we have at the end of our path.
8 278

