《Empress' Evolution》127. Speedrun Any% III
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‘We’re going to ride this high from here on and establish ourselves as respectable creatures. I’ll have to quickly establish a connection to humans, and then through me, I will have to do some charitable acts to gather a good following but, exposure should allow us to avoid getting beamed out of existence.’
[That might really be our best chance for survival. I support this plan, more than aimlessly waging war.]
‘Right? Well, with this, we can actually begin crafting a plan. Also, we just received a new Hidden Mission. There might be something… and the rewards are useless. Go figure’
[Hidden Mission: Human Followers (Completed)]
[Increased of Letza’s love and appreciate—]
Requirement/s: Have more than 1,000 Believe the Existence of the Goddess Letza.
[Rewards]
[] Conversation with a High Seraph (Voice Only)
[] Access to Divine Shop (Unavailable for Use)
While the disappointment was at an all-time high, Lilith finished her little procession with the humans in tow.
Along the way, many of the remaining streamers who tagged along captured the horrific truth of the fight against the daemons. The closer they got to the main battlefield, the more body scattered on the ground were found.
"As you can see, the road has been tainted red by the blood of the soldiers. Damn, the Overrun this time is too severe. This is why the Hunter Association should have pushed for the fight against those who threatened to destroy the City. As I said before previously, we should have eradicated the daem—the Evil Monsters!"
They reached the area where the walls fell from the assault.
The gasps could be heard upon seeing the remains of both humans and daemons, the road painted red.
"There are still others who are alive! Quickly, help me find them!" Lilith did not waste any time sightseeing like the others, "Fifty meters away under the debris, there are faint signs of life! There, inside the destroyed building—be careful, that daemon is still clinging to life ~ Solar Healing!"
[Notice: You have met the necessary experience to using the healing factor of the Solar Element and have gained a considerable number of followers. The Goddess' favors you so much, and your lineage is in line with the Original Matrix — Elemental Upgrade — (Solar) —> (Divine Light)
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Solar Healing — Skill Upgrade — (S) —> (S+) … Divine…]
'That's nice.' Lilith activated a pre-recorded (Active Skill). Her glorious light shot up, now, even brighter and gentler to the touch than it had ever been, "Divine Touch!"
Spanning two hundred meters in diameter, Lilith's ability to heal others grew stronger by a notch higher thanks to the gullibility of humans. She didn't pay it no mind, as she could already feel her advancement earlier.
But, seeing the evolution of a Skill always makes her question a lot of things.
'If a skill can evolve and become stronger through multiple usages, then why isn't everyone spamming them at birth? Why aren't humans having children killing daemons earlier to get them to a high enough level? Why aren't daemons already extinct if humans have the number advantage?'
Such were her few of the many questions that remain without a concrete answer. Lilith was a curious mind, but she restricted herself from pursuing the matter.
She wouldn't allow such thoughts to prevail with her current situation. She was in the midst of conning millions, after all.
[After some calibration, I have calculated the six Spots where you can maximize the Divine Touch. If you go to these places, you'd be able to not only heal everyone but also get maximum exposure.]
Lilith followed Alpha's instructions. She moved around the Frontlines and met the injured soldiers, healed them, and then allowed herself to bask in the glorious light of clout and videos.
It was not often when Lilith would speak, but she absolutely made sure that she rehearsed.
"You have done well, you two. If not for your dedication to face the Gargankong and its minions, the people would not have been able to flee in safety while my Guardians arrived here to protect everyone. Thank you for stalling them long enough for everyone to retreat to safety. May the Goddess Letza bless you in your next life."
That was her words to a dying soldier crushed underneath the rubbles before shedding a tear. She, of course, made sure to help as many soldiers as much as possible, but seeing how he would not survive, she chose to hold his hand and give him comforting words instead of false hopes.
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Six different locations and hundreds of soldiers healed, dozens laid to rest on their deathbed. Walking out of the City, many ordinary people and the streamers' faces twisted like their stomachs. All over the place were entrails scattered about.
Carcass and corpses littered the ground. Items, Equipment, and limbs were scattered across the battlefield as if they were common trash. The injured soldiers looked at the passing of the procession.
The Soldiers were clearly shocked to see a daemon leading their fellow humans. Many managed to connect the dots on the warriors who fought the Gargankong for them, but others… were not so bright.
"Fuck… we lost." One of them cursed as Lilith shook her head in amusement.
But despite their differing thoughts, one thing that they had in common was their eyes.
Their eyes were still vicious. Still incapable of relaxing, perpetually trapped in battle until their desire to kill subsides. Rescuer or not, those who saw the maimed and the bleeding could not help but look away. Captured in the camera was the aftermath of the fighting.
'Alpha, is this the last one of the Mana Potion?' Lilith asked while bowing her head to the soldiers to thank them and then sneakily drinking the potion.
[Sadly, but this should give you enough fuel for the last show.]
'I see.'
Lilith was given two kinds of skills.
Passive and Active Skills.
Passive meant it was bound to her being and was in effect as long as she breathed. It could be used automatically and activates without her doing anything. However, like history taught her before, it was not without its disadvantages.
Active meant she must call upon the skill by calling upon its name so she can use them in the physical world. Her body would become the medium for the skill to be used, and Lilith would be able to use them.
When she was human, Lilith's system was different from what she had now, and according to the survey she did before, not everyone possesses the same kind of system.
The System grows with its user and has its own kind of skills. Some even have some unique features that make them stand out. Systems were similar to mass-produced; they were customizable to small areas but mainly operated the same way.
'I don't know why, but Luceer must have had a reason why she allowed it.'
Lilith's system allows her to gain Active and Passive skills en masse. But, that was not all because she could even use skills she had not achieved — Free Skills.
Free Skills have more freedom to them as it allows her to manipulate their output. Their trajectories were more varied and had more tactical advantage. Due to it not being a part of the system and is something she formed on her own, the mana usage depends on her control; thus, Free Skills needs more mana than Active Skills.
But Lilith found a way to go over the wall.
Using the Active Skill as her blueprint, creating the image of the skill in her mind, and then following the sensation when the skill is used with significant alteration to its output Lilith discovered another hidden function. Lilith called it — Skill Enhance.
"Skill Enhance 90% — Divine Touch." The golden light of the Divine gracefully shot up to the skies enveloping everyone with its healing embrace. Though it was not any bigger, its output became stronger.
Relieved of pain, their tense body finally allowed them to breathe, and in that instance, when those who had fought for their lives… when their pain was taken away, they all looked at Lilith, and their expressions subtly changed. The viciousness could not be instantly lifted, but the gratitude of those who saw what she did needed not utter a word.
Lilith didn't need to speak either. Simply, she smiled and allowed them to have peace of mind.
Though she had horns and was not human, the Soldiers could not bring themselves to feel aggression. All they felt seeing Lilith garbed in her baggy dress with those plump rosy cheeks was to pick her up and toss her up in the air to hear her laugh.
All of a sudden, the Soldiers became the fathers they never were.
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