Chapter 987 Blood Morgan
Using the cannon form of the Versatile Weapon, I relentlessly fired upon my adversaries, reloading with ammunition crafted from mana. Despite the ethereal nature of the ammunition, the cannonballs emanating from the Versatile Weapon's cannon form inflicted tangible, physical damage upon the relentless Ant lions. These creatures, although formidable, proved vulnerable to the relentless barrage of cannonballs. Their resilience crumbled under the repeated bombardment, leaving them unable to heal their wounds in time for the next assault.
"Feeling less invincible now, are we? How about a bit more punishment!"
BOOM!
Several attacks caused a fragmentation of the ant lions, leading to their demise and concurrently slowing the menacing Sandstorm they carried, mitigating its ferocity. The relentless onslaught not only shattered the insectoid assailants but also disrupted the harmony of the Sandstorm they unleashed upon the battleground. And that is a good thing knowing how dangerous the sandstorm brings.
The ant lions still didn't retreat and even though they were not catching up so soon, I didn't stop the attacks. I can see a lot of them are breaking under the bombardment of the attacks. Still, I didn't bother to stop. As long as they continue to attack, then my assault will not stop as well.
But it didn't take long for the attack to cease. After my last cannonball assault, the sandstorm dissipated, and the movement from the ant lions vanished. Simultaneously, the mansion ceased its motion.
"The assault is over, and the pursuers are gone, Master!" I shouted, ensuring Almira could hear my words.
"I know. I observed on the camera that you obliterated the chasing ant lions. That's advantageous; we won't need to deplete our energy reserves for an extended period."
"Are there any more threats nearby?" I inquired.
"Nothing more. I doubt those monsters would willingly associate themselves with Ant Lions. If there's one monster that doesn't mind their presence, it's likely the sandworm. Since there's no sign of even a single sandworm nearby, we can assume we are safe now."
My Versatile Weapon returned to its sword form, and I surveyed the area where the Ant Lions met their demise before turning to Queen Tanya.
"Have you ever slain an Ant Lion before, your Majesty?"
"Yes. I managed to kill a few, but I couldn't wipe them out due to the sandstorm. Nevertheless, I did succeed in eliminating some. Why do you ask?" Queen Tanya's eyebrows furrowed.
"I was planning on obtaining loot from the carcasses of those Ant Lions and wondered if they yield valuable materials or not."
"One thing is certain—they aren't valuable. While their shells may possess properties to resist or nullify magic attacks, they become useless once harvested. They disintegrate the moment you remove their shells from their bodies."
Hearing that, I abandoned my initial intention. However, as my mind pondered the possibility of utilizing the Ant Lions' shells as armor materials, the elves seemed to have stumbled upon something. Upon re-entering the scene, I understood why the elves appeared startled. Others present also shared the same surprised expressions, their reactions seemingly normal considering the radiant light emanating from the branch of the Tree of Life.
"Huh? What is going on? Why is it glowing so brightly?" I inquired, my brow furrowed.
"We don't know either! We just activated the branch again since we couldn't sleep, but all of a sudden, it suddenly became like this!" Renatta explained.
The light was intense, different from its usual direction towards a distant point. Instead, the line connecting to King Arthur's location was thicker and smaller compared to its typical long and thin emission.
"Is it because the target is near?" Pandora speculated.
"Could that be the case?" Avos frowned, following the direction of the light.
In the distance, a discernible figure emerged. Although slightly blurred due to the prevailing darkness, the surroundings merging with the obscurity, there indeed appeared to be something. The substantial light radiated and pointed directly to that area. Something significant lurked over there. King Arthur might even be there.
"I recommend we wait until morning to go there. There's only a few more hours before the sun rises, if King Arthur is indeed there, fighting that guy in the dark will just be asking for trouble. We will prepare and ensure we will be ready."
Izmir seemed to be disagreeing with my choice but Mila stopped her.
"You are right. If that guy is indeed very strong, then we will need ample preparation rather than just going ahead and dealing with him."
"But Grandma! The guy who killed our parents is already there, we can just go ahead and kill him!" Izmir lashes out.
"Calm down, Izmir. Rushing to your death is not an ideal way to die. Before you decide to do something crazy, be sure that you have been prepared. How can you even exact your revenge if you died meaninglessly against him? That's just throwing your life to waste," I scolded her.
"But he is right there! If we wait a few more hours, then he might escape!"
"If he does escape, then we will give chase. Just because he is right there, doesn't mean we will have to jump straight without ample preparation. Calm down and think of what you should do instead of letting your emotions take over."
Izmir went quiet after getting scolded. Although she is scowling, it seems she knows that she is wrong. I can't blame her but she doesn't really need to be that impulsive to begin with.
Then, the speaker once again flares up to life.
"As much as I agree with you, Izmir, my disciple is indeed correct. If you at least wanted to exact revenge against that guy, you better be pretty well prepared. He can adapt so quickly that I can tell he is quite a monster. And my disciple is not stopping you for no reason. He is stopping you from causing severe trouble that might affect even your grandparents and your sister. So follow his advice, you will totally need it indeed."
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Since we decided to prepare, I helped everyone prepare their gear and repair them. I put all the strongest armor and weapons I could craft into the elves as they needed it to ensure they would be helping with the battle and they could withstand him and his heavy attacks.
My mother also supplied us with potions as well. Still, I kind of miss the infinite stacks of items we had before in our old inventory, but I can't say much aside from the fact that I am a bit sad about this, after all, we don't need to bother coming back to resupply with the stacks being a lot more than it should be.
We made sure to be overprepared knowing how dangerous King Arthur would be if faced while we waited for the morning to come.
It took a few more hours before the first daylight peeks through the clouds. The moment the light pours around the sky, everyone is ready to move.
I left Atlas and a few of my Desert Wolves to protect the mansion since Mother and Almira remained to guard the mansion. As for the rest of us, we are now ready to go and fight and explore what is up ahead. Even Queen Tanya didn't want to miss this and decided to join in.
While we are about to leave, Almira appears while carrying a new weapon similar to the Clarent that she usually uses.
"Manato!"
"Huh?"
She then threw the weapon in my direction and I caught the weapon. It's a heavy long sword, but compared to the Clarent it has red edges that seem to signify its bloodthirsty desire to kill King Arthur, this new sword has a dark violet color. It's usually the color seen in most darkness abilities used like when summoning skeletons using the Necromancy.
"Take that weapon with you and use that weapon to deal with King Arthur. If that f*cker tries something else, then there is a chance that he will do it if it ensures his survival. Use that weapon to ensure he can't use that skill whatever it was."
"But I have the Versatile Weapon with me."
"It doesn't matter much to me, heck, I am fine if the Versatile Weapon of yours devours that weapon. Just ensure to use it to slay that king."
I glanced at the sword and looked at Almira before nodding in agreement.
"But what is this weapon's name?"
Almira thought for a while but then shook her head for a bit.
"Although it's not necessary, I will bestow that weapon the name, Blood Morgan. Now go forth and beat him. Make sure he won't be able to come back again."
I raised the weapon into the air and nodded.
"Then, just wait for the good news. We are off."
And so, we are now heading to the location of the guy who was revered as the strongest king, now considered one of the most dangerous people living in this world. And we seek his death.
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