《Just Another Gacha System In Another World》Chapter 10: Try Again
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"Kree!"
With road group of goblins along with hobgoblin that armed with halberd rushed towards Ishmerai. At the same time, Anton noticed suddenly five goblins rushing towards her stops on their track and staring at her in as if they are possessed by something while he could easily see all of five of them pitched the tent while staring at her.
It was the power of Mesmerize it may have lover chances, but when it hits it will turn any powerhouse into nothing more than a punching bag,
Without even noticing missing five, the group continues rushing towards Ishmerai.
"Trash are still trash even its got weapon. "
Giving a look of disgust mixed with mockery towards a group of corrupted goblins led by hobgoblin rushing towards her, Ishmerai gently pushed up her two mountains then pointed one of her fingers towards hobgoblin.
"Mind Crush."
Following the simple sentence, a tiny purple light shoots out from Ishmerai's fingertip, and without any obstriction, it connected hobgoblin's forehead. A moment's later light completely disappears from hobgoblin's eyes, dropping his weapon ground hobgoblin with a blank stare he quickly kneeled on the ground facing towards Ishmerai.
Healing Wave/Mind Crush(lv1) Healing Wave: Using its holy power, Ishmerai Casts holy light that bounces between friendly targets healing minor injury and curing minor burn, curse, and poisons.
Mind Crush: Harnassing power of death, Ishmerai directly attacks the mind of a single target. Depending on the difference between her int and target's int, the target will receive from minor stun to having their mind completely obliterated turning empty husk of their former self, which is a perfect target for sacrifice.
Warning: Mind crush only stun if the target has a higher or same rank than the champion.
With a scream, five goblins finally arrived in front of Ishmerai and brandished their weapon. When weapons a centimeters away from touching her robe, all goblins who attacked her blasted away by an unknown force while coughing up parts of their insides.
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Holy Shield/ Black Shield(lv1)
Holy Shield: Ishmerai surrounds every friendly unit in the holy barrier on the targeted area, protecting them from any source of damage before disappearing after receiving a specific amount of damage.
Holy Shield damage threshold: 530
Black Shield: Passively, Ishmerai surrounds her body with a thin layer of an invisible shield made from a mix of light, death, and water element reflecting any kind of damage to the source.
Black Shield damage threshold: 1060 Sanctum/Sacrifice (lv1) Sanctum: Ishmerai creates a large area around herself for one minute. During the active time, every living friendly unit in the area will constantly receive minor healing and have their fatigue slowly restored. Sacrifice: Using its death element Ishmerai consumes the target ally or doll's life, restoring her health and shield depending on the target's constitution and int. Isherai can't use sacrifice on a unit with rank the same or higher than the champion.
This was another reason besides her attitude why Ishmerai received nickname saint bitch from player. If the player sent one strong unit or the weak units towards her just because of her low constitution without knowing anything it was the same as sending them to death.
Because of her black shield, Ishmerai can fight against any kind of single group enemies and easily restore her strength back sacrificing one unlucky who hit by her mind crush. To kill her at bare minimum player must send two groups that mix of strong and cannon fodder units to negate her shield and finish her before recovering it back.
"Heh."
While goblins blasting away on the moment they touched her holy body with a smile as if those group of goblins didn't exist in her eyes Ishmerai observed Anton who is fighting against a group just like her.
"Lord do you need this one's help ?"
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Said Ishmerai raised her hand readying to cast brilliance on her lord sounding like she is worried but there was no sign of casting. In truth, she wanted to hear her lord plea and crack on his stone face that is it but things didn't go the way she wanted. She was disappointed but at the same time, she was a little bit happy.
Due host's action The High Priestess Ishmerai loyalty increased by 10
"No need."
After noticing a glint in Ishmerai's eyes Anton knew she just testing him in the first place if she is really worried about him she would cast her brilliance on him without any word.
'Action that completely opposite of her word as expected from saint bitch.'
Complimenting and cursing Ishmerai at the same time in his mind Anton decides to give little punishment to her on tonight while taking our hidden anger on the opponent in front of him.
*Huuh*
Noticing a there his only a few goblins left Anton took a deep breath cooling his head and decided it is the right moment to try techniques he used in counter.
'It goes like this right.'
Trying to recreate the technique Anton dashed towards one goblin. Just as he expected as something that reduced to nothing mindless monster goblin responded with a large swing of his sword but immediately stopped in the midway cause of large hole around its stomach made by Anton's right fist.
'Sadly, its only bad copy. Everything wrong except form.'
Mocking his cheap copy Anton began to use the same technique on the next one without any break.
"Interesting."
Ishmerai said while observing her lord's weird moves then she nonchalantly walked towards kneeling hobgoblin while still being attacked by few goblins who are already at death door and gently touched the forehead of hobgoblin.
As if it was made from glass crack spread through hobgoblin's body starting from the part where Ishmerai touched eventually enveloping its whole body. Then hobgoblin's whole body crumbled into dust leaving small spark which is immediately absorbed by Ishmerai.
"About 30 or 40 percent, well even a trash have something useful."
Ishmerai waved her hand as if she touched something disgusting while the last few goblins saw shield surrounding Ishmerai's recovering back it is luster.
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