Chapter 153: Nultharia [3]
Chapter 153: Nultharia [3]
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Amon sat on the couch, his eyes fixed on Kath and Lily playing on the carpet.
He had a complex expression on his face currently.
And it wasn't because they were playing with each other...
It was because of the 'someone' they were playing with.
Suddenly, that 'someone' noticed his expression and ran towards him, jumping and crashing into him.
But unlike what was normally supposed to happen, Amon didn't move an inch.
Rather his gaze traveled down to his lap, where that 'someone' was lying peacefully.
With a furry short and thick tail and a small body covered in thick white fur, it looked up, its purple eyes meeting his black ones.
It was a baby wolf. Though its colors were questionable.
But that wasn't the most weird part about it.
It was...
'So....'
Amon didn't know how to put it.
'You are my familiar now?' He asked.
The wolf rolled its eyes.
[Do you need me to write it for you?] A feminine crisp voice resounded in his head.
Amon felt like facepalming himself but it would only make the duo think of him as weird.
[You can't do anything about it now. Get used to it.] Zephyra said in his head.
Yes.
The wolf was 'Zephyra'.
Even Amon was surprised until he heard her voice for the first time in his head.
He almost felt like dying from joy at that moment back then at her voice.
But it was only till he figured out where the voice was coming from.
It wasn't from inside him like always.
But from the little wolf below him, which was the mini-version of Nultharia.
It was back then that he realized it as well.
The notification he saw in the mana sea.
[Your "familiar" Zephyra...]
'Fuck' Amon cursed again.
He couldn't deny that he had accumulated the mana in the center in an attempt to wake up Zephyra.
And it worked which resulted in him being happy.
The only problem was her form.
Since he considered her to be a 'goddess', he expected her to overcome the familiar body process.
The one where she would turn into a beast.
But to his surprise, she wasn't able to.
And was now stuck as his familiar and goddess at the same time.
But if he took everything aside, it was funny as well.
He looked at her, stifling his laughter.
'A thousand-year-old goddess, one that reigns over [Void]. One that would make any mortal bow to her...' He repeated it to her.
She instantly retorted.
[I'm not a thousand years old!]
'Reduced to such a form. Pitiful.' He burst out laughing in his hand.
Zephyra gritted her teeth and tried to bite him but he quickly defended herself.
The good thing was.
She could now interact with his world.
Like objects and everyone. Her 'status' as a familiar allowed that to her.
She could also be seen by others, even in her human form which she could always turn to in private.
Of course, she couldn't use her goddess powers.
She said that if she tried to do so and interfered with the world, she would automatically get punished.
When asked what kind of punishment, she told him that it was something unimaginable.
But she could use her 'familiar' power.
Yes, familiar powers.
Having the status of a 'familiar', it was only fair that Amon got the familiar art from her.
And he did.
He quickly opened up his status window.
[VOID]: Level 3×××◊ ◊ ◊ ◊
[BLOOD]: Level 2× × × × ◊ ◊
[LGHTNG]: Level 2×××◊ ◊ ◊Nôv(el)B\\jnn
[SOUND]: Level 1× × × × ×
[CRYSTAL]: Level 1×××××
Familiar Arts
Yes.
His [Void] element also leveled up by 2 points.
But it was something he had already seen.
With excitement, he quickly opened up his [Familiar Arts] section.
[Weaver's Smile]
[Smokesoul Mirage]
He didn't need to ask Zephyra again about it as she had already explained it to him.
Smokesoul Mirage, it was the skill he had gotten from Nultharia.
There were two effects to the skill.
One.
He could dissolve himself whole or any part of his body into smoke.
He could also travel in that form and any physical attack to him in that form would have no
effect, even if it was coated in mana.
They would just pass through him.
However, purely magical attacks could still hit him.
The amount of smoke he wanted to produce and how long he wanted to stay in that form was proportional to how much mana he'd use.
Amon could also reform back to his original state at will. It would take no longer than a split
second.
It was a really versatile skill if Amon thought about it.
Besides from just a good evasive and confusion skill, Amon could use the smoke to blind his
opponents and much more.
Combined with [Weaver's Smile], it was a deadly combo.
What was more exciting was that the more Zephyra would rank up, the more effects would be
added to the art.
So it was a really good effect.
But what was even more deadly was the second part of the art.
He could create clones of himself.
And not just a simple clone, they were perfect versions of him that had their thoughts and
consciousness.
They would also be able to use all of his abilities to some extent.
The only downside of this was that for every clone he created, his elemental skill levels and
his body stats would be halved for the clone and himself.
And for the next clone, it would be halved further for him and both the clones.
And the process went on and on.
Nevertheless, it was still a deadly effect that he could utilize in many scenarios.
Especially in the future where he would need to create multiple personas.
For now, he could only create one more clone of himself.
But as Zephyra would rank up, he hoped that he would be able to create more and the
limitations on him would start to lessen as well.
Moving back to the present, he noticed two presences below him, fighting. [AND 1, 2, 3! VAINGLORY NAILS IT!] He heard Vain screaming as he pinned Zephyra on the
ground while being coiled around her neck.
She was trying to free herself.
Amon looked at both of them with confusion.
'The fuck are you two doing?' He asked and both of them replied.
[Wrestling.]
[Wrestling.]
Amon wanted to smack his head.
Fortunately, they couldn't be seen by Kath and Lily as they were in spiritual form right now.
That meant that only Amon could see them.
'What?' He asked, still not believing what he heard.
[We are wrestling like I said, I just won the first round.]
[I'll beat you the next round, just see.] Zephyra gritted her teeth.
Amon still couldn't wrap his head around it.
'Sooooooo...a snake and a baby wolf are wrestling?' He tried to confirm again.
[Yup.]
[Yup.]
'What the fuck.'
'In the first place, how was a snake even able to win against a wolf?' He asked Vain, who was
getting ready for the second round.
Even if he accepted, they were wrestling, how was a snake able to beat a fucking wolf?
Vain, looked at him in the eyes.
[Amon, are you dumb?] He asked.
Amon tilted his head.
'No?'
[Then you should know the reason.]
'What do you mean kn-'
[She's a woman.]
'...'
Vain hissed, shrugging.
'Fair enough.' Amon said.
[OI! That's mean.] Zephyra complained.
'I mean, he is speaking facts I can't lie.' Amon gestured to Vain.
[Fuck you mean by that?] Zephyra retorted.
[What I said, forget about wrestling, you would lose in anything.]
Amon was a little surprised by how quickly Vain had gotten used to Zephyra.
And how he was talking to her so casually.
It was something that was a little hard for Amon to accept after seeing his grumpy self in that
flashback.
But after a month, he had gotten used to it.
[N-no.]
[See, you are unsure.]
Zephyra gritted her sharp teeth.
[Okay, let's race then.] She said, trying to smug in her form.
Vain shrugged.
[Sure.]
Amon was a little unsure about this as he saw them both take their positions.
Forget about how slow snakes were, wolves were really fast.
It was a pipe dream if Vain thought he'd-
Vain won.
Right in front of Amon's eyes, he saw Zephyra tumble right and left while Vain passed the
finishing line.
'What the fuck?' Amon cursed again.
Vain looked back at him, smudging.
[See? Imagine losing to a snake.] He tried to laugh.
'How can you mess this up a second time? Especially as a wolf?' Amon asked Zephyra who was
gritting her teeth.
[I'm still not used to this body okay! It's hard getting used to four feet. If not for that, I would
have won.] She complained.
From the side, Amon heard Vain laugh.
[Meh, cry about it whamen.] He said while Amon looked at him in shock.
Zephyra clenched her claws as she tried to pounce on Vain but failed miserably again.
'Ren is rubbing on you too much.' Amon said to Vain.
[Hah, I like the boy and his personality.] It said while dodging Zephyra.
[And as if you are the one to talk.] He said back, referencing to the Liliana incident in the
ceremony.
Amon exhaled hard.
True.
Ren was rubbing off on all of them too much.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter and thank you for reading.
I made this chapter a little long as the second one might be late by a few hours.
Something came up so I have to attend to it. Thank you for understanding.