《Void shifter》Chapter 31 Going off road
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After the announcement, we rested for another 15 minutes before we started our journey again, but this time we were headed towards a twisted arch which was the name of the giant trees. The grey beaks are apparently having a coming of age ceremony were the young have a race to the top of the twisted arch are collect a special fruit.
[Sounds like fun, wonder if I can join in?]
While on the road we pass a few other travelers, I greet them all but only a couple return the greetings [Rude shits]. Once we reach a certain point we need to go off-road to meet at the twisted arch. To do this the merchants and guards got pieces of wood from the carriage roof and replaced the wheels with them. Merchant 1 who sees me watching in confusion explains.
“There skis. They slide over the grass a lot easier than the wheels, which just get stuck in every little ditch.”
I nodded but before I can reply I sense hostile emotions coming from the front of the group. “Got to go.”
Jumping to the front of the group I catch a reptilian head in my left hand before it could finish striking Holy. With my right hand, I decapitate the seven other heads as I crush the one I am holding. [Well that was boringly easy.] Dropping the bloody mess from my hand I notice the necks of the creatures or creatures as I now realize begin to split into two as new heads begin to grow [Oh that's interesting.] As I watched in morbid fascination Holly began to scream.
“Hydra!!”
[There is no way this pathetic thing is a legendary Hydra, must be a baby or something. Now if I remember correctly they regrow two heads for every one cut off or destroyed. Should be simple enough to kill.]
Jumping over the now regrown heads I plunge my hand into the body the Hydra. Its warm insides envelop my hand and I feel it pulsing as blood starts to pool at the opening. My hand searches around until it finds one of my targets. Grasping the vertebra I rip it out of the body, spraying blood and gore everywhere. With Hydra being notorious for their regenerative abilities my hand goes back into the bloody mess searching for my next target. Finding the source of the pulsating my hand closes around it as I crush the heart and tear it out simultaneously Putting a hand inside of my coat I form fluffy in a giant butcher knife form and cut off another head. It does not grow back.
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“I think it's dead.” I give the worried looking guards a smile as I turn back to the Hydra in search for the monster crystal.
The guards look at the bloody pulp with its insides ripped out and/or crushed and back at me. “Yeah, I think you got it,” Holly said in a shaking voice. Sensing their fear I smirk as to lessen it a significant degree and build up a feeling of respect. “Now, more importantly, who wants a baby Hydra skull as a souvenir?”
After distributing the 10 skulls which were conveniently enough for each guard, I take the lead of the group as we continued onwards on our off-road journey. I would randomly anger beasts or monsters on our way to see if any of them were interesting to fight. Sadly they were all raver boring as I stayed away from the stronger monster and beast as to not show anything important to the group. [Fuck I am getting so bored of these people. I wished I just killed them all so I could have some fun. But I am invested now and I want that reward.] While walking around in the open without the cover I notice with mild disinterest that albinos get sunburn incredibly quickly so I had to continuously heal and fix my skin cells to avoid damage.
After a very long and tedious walk, a large camp comes into sight at the base of a twisted arch. The camp is made up of hundreds of brightly colored tents. People and animals walked around freely and everyone seemed to be in a joyful mood. Which was the complete opposite to me. [The camp is another two days walks away at this pace!] Because of my enhanced eyesight I was able to see the camp far before any of the others.
[I can't take his bullshit anymore.] “You know what? Fuck it. Everyone get on a carriage we are not doing this shit for another two days.”
“What are you talking about?” Holly asks in confusion.
“Please, could everyone get on a carriage? I have not stirred you guys wrong yet have I?” I say with an award-winning smile [I swear I will cut you, I have never been so bored in my life.]
“Ok if you say so.” with that Holly and the other guards climbed on top of or inside of a carriage. I began to untie the horses and tie the carriages together with three pieces of hair rope connecting each of the three carriages. I then went to the front and made a harness for myself.
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With the preparations in place I ‘willed’ the cells in my legs to move while moving more muscle mass to them. I then circulated my aura throughout my legs and lungs as I started to move. I started out slowly to reduce the strain on the ropes and carriages but I quickly began to increase my pace. When I was going as fast as a normal human running I absorbed half the kinetic energy from my feet hitting the ground and used it to increase my momentum. When I was double the speed of a normal human I slightly increased the friction of my feet against the ground with the power of the void, allowing me to run easier. Soon I was running at the speed of a galloping horse and I would have gone faster if not for the horses running beside me. Who I made follow me with my empathy giving them the Idea that I am a very attractive mate that they should be chasing.
After a while of running, I heard the carriages beginning to creak and groan due to the strain. I also noticed that the horses are barely able to keep up with me so I decided to slow down until my little convoy and I have stopped. Looking off to the distance I could see it was now only a quarter a days walk to the camp. [Sigh it still doesn't solve my boredom.] Looking back at the group I am met with stunned faces.
“Hey John come a take a sip of this,” I say pulling out my water skin with truth serum in. [Might as well see what this does.]
“You just expect us to just ignore the fact that you pulled three carriages with 15 people on them for several kilometers?” Asks John
“Yup, it was no big deal. Now have a sip of this before I have all the good stuff to myself. It's not like we will be going any further today anyway.”
Looking around and then back at the other guards he shrugs, hops down from the carriage and takes a long sip.
“You know Jacob I was thinking to hire you as a guard, but now I think the role of a horse will suit you better.” Say, Selena in a joyous tone, as she sticks her head from out of her carriage.
“Why, so you can ride me all day long? As tempting as that sounds I am not for sale, my lady.”
Before Selena could respond Jonh starts breaking down in laughter as he falls to the floor. “Hahahaha, Jacob as a horsey horse. He could pull us all. Hehehehe Jacob pulling us all off hahaha, no Jacob your not allowed to touch my dick, It's for Amy only. I love you, Amy!!!!! Fuck the dirt tastes so good.” John then proceeds to lick the dirt on the floor as he mumbles about him and Amy opening up a dirt store together.
[Hahaha I did not expect that to happen, but what do you expect when you make a super strong truth serum based on alcohol.]
“What the hell did you give him?” Asks betty
“Just some stuff I brewed up in the forest, You want some?” I say before taking a long sip from my own concoction.
“Fuck that I have seen Jonh drink, anything that gets him that shit faced in one sip will probably kill me. are you are what 14? you shouldn't be drinking let alone brewing your own alcohol.”
“You're all just lightweights,” I say while sitting next to John and drinking the rest of the concoction in one go.] It doesn't do much if anything, but that's what happens when you make your body a playground for poison and venom.
I spend the rest of the night laughing at John before going to sleep for the first time in weeks.
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