My Servant System

Chapter 782 Chapter 781: Tricky Cult (3)

Bodies dropped to the ground around me as I constantly moved my arm, the Khopesh in my grasp creating beautiful, glittering arcs of deep crimson as the red metal and scarlet blood joined together to paint a picture of death and massacre as I waded through the sea of foes, cutting down those that stood between me and my objective.

Joining the red arcs was the flares of cyan light that erupted from my palm as I blasted monsters and Cultists alike with bursts of crystalline shards at insane speeds, ripping through their flesh and breaking their bones as the impact alone damaged their bodies, allowing the shards to deal more internal damage as they sliced on through into my enemies bodies.

So far, nothing was proving to be too much of a trouble for me, the only problem with the current situation being the never ending rush of bodies trying to push me to the ground and tear me apart, but besides that...

None were much of an individual threat, and while the sheer volume of enemies was problematic, it was yet another wonderful gift that fell onto my lap, the amount of experience I was gaining from them slowly but surely mounting to some insane number that would push me further along in terms of strength, which was something that I had a deep, insatiable craving for at this point.

Just a glance at the red skinned Demoness, who was grinning as she darted through the horde, cutting and cutting and cutting constantly as she wracked up more and more kills was enough to make me slightly angry, even more so when I noted that Jahi would occasionally glance at the woman too; not in the way that a comrade looks to check up on their fellow fighters, but instead like she was curious about the progress of Satanya.

Standing in front of the portal, I first erected a thick sheet of ice in front of it and prevented anything from coming out of it, before moving on to place my hands on either side of the ice and begin pouring my mana into the portal, locating the swirling runes that laid beneath its surface and tampering with them.

I learned quickly that the portals were actually spinning Ritual Circles that had a mirror like coating on their front to showcase where they were connected to, and those runes were exactly what I was looking for as I began to focus my mind, tuning out the fighting around me and placing my trust in my mate, who battled behind me.

Finding the runes that seemed the most important to the structure of the Ritual Circle was relatively easy, since my guesswork on what made this thing tick was entirely based on my own knowledge on how ancient magics worked... which was zilch.

Some of the runes were completely foreign to me - roughly a third of them - whilst another third were combination runes that had a familiar feeling but weren't quite things that I understood, whilst the last third were runes I was extremely comfortable in... and were the least important runes to the structure.

Picking out a few from the few dozen inside the Ritual Circle, I permeated them in my own mana and began to overload them with power, which led to the person channeling their own power into this portal to increase their output as well, trying to keep up with the influx of mana and prevent it from being destroyed.

Sadly for them, I had a large reservoir of mana to utilize for myself, and this battle between us was brought to a relatively quick conclusion as they retracted their mana before it could get any worse, resulting in the mirror surface rippling before disappearing completely.

I pulled out of the Ritual Circle and nodded as I watched it shrink before vanishing, instantly reaching for a mana potion and drinking down half the vial as I replenished my Core.

When I was done, I grabbed my Khopesh and wrenched it free from the Cultists corpse, watching the blood splash around me for a moment before I turned to Anput, saying "Let's get going to the next one, on the right!"

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