Re:write The Authors Transmigration-Chapter 281: Incomplete [2]

Slashes of blades launched as high as the skies violently tore the ground, resisting the air, and with the intent to kill. On the side where it desires to travel lies stormy clouds, thunderous claps, and lightning as black as the void. Both harness incredible strength but one fact remains at the beginning of this fray, two enter, and one person departs

[System: The player Christoper Morris has seized the selected item <[Devouring Fellinair Staff]> from his inventory

Status: The application of powerful energy from <[Thunder manifestation]> your held weapon’s attack and durability is increased

Outcome: The player activates the held weapons 1st option; Weapon shift, allowing him to change its shape at will]

"Liquid blade!!!" As the name suggests his weapon came to be fluid and latched onto his body creating both armor and shield

{(Christoper Morris: Radiant control the blades

Radiant Knight: Leave this to me!!!

Zen Bleightrol: I’ll handle your footwork

Christoper Morris: Everyone else can assist William to better manage my circulation do I make myself clear?

Everyone: Roger that!!!)}

The Seraph’s blade art matured by being able to be speedy yet precise, strong yet fluid, and powerful with no opening. Nonetheless, Christoper combats this newfound edge with the help of his Alter egos aiding him in maximizing his capacity. Something which can only be done by an expert or those of higher level and skill, but for him is nothing but a skill activation

"Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die!!!" Zen kept on walking further back to avoid the Seraph’s wrath whilst the Radiant Knight parried the upcoming slashes

{(Christoper Morris: Initiate plan A)}

[System: The player Christoper Morris transmits detailed information to every active Alter ego!]

The peaceful air around him diminished and was later replaced by a violent gruesome bloodlust. He steps forth and the liquid blades begin to parry the rampant blades of his foe, not once nor twice but all it could release. The Seraph paid no attention but that was before felt the ominous growing stronger by the second within his palms

"No...! I won’t let you-" The moment it rushed to sever his limbs Morris’s plan was sealed as he revealed the truest nature of his plan

"Oh boy... aren’t you a little unstable? But guess what? You’re just as imperfect as me. Just because you felt my energy..." Dozens of liquid blades burst from his chest parrying his enemy blade along with reinforcing his defenses

"You snooze you lose! I just made my demonic energy perceivable... but who said it was an attack? Aren’t you a little too arrogant?" His demonic energy manipulated his liquidated weapon causing a change and one of those mutations was stacking

"Liquid blade; Defensive laceration!!!"

The black fluid around him shoots out blade after blade after blade with each moving as he commands. The Seraph lunges its claymore toward Christoper but his blades block it from going further the Seraph makes use of such. It mustered its strength sending a whirling strike knocking Christoper so his blades couldn’t strike or so it thought

"You really put the dict in predictable, and went for a long-range bout as I expected, but did you think I wouldn’t think of that?" His blades shift to form a long bow whereas his arrows were created by his radiating arms affected by Thunder manifestation

"Black bolt barrage!!!" His Alter egos were overworked upon having them managed and his eyes to calculate and determine the release of his shots

The ground shakes due to the rise of violent thundering arrows descending through the skies above. The Seraph parries the arrows as well as running away from its enemy’s range leaving a trail of chaos in its back. Regardless of how capable it was, it didn’t take the account of a reckless move for Christoper flung his weapon

"What the!!?" The appearance of a violent roar was something it couldn’t predict and it stemmed from a spear

"Pretty cool right? Having the ability to shift? Granting me any weapon for the needed crisis... but that’s not all,"

The surrounding area darkens both for Morris and the Seraph and it wonders what comes after then it realizes. Christoper Morris’s weapon disappeared? He never once held nor sent it back to the depths of his inventory. The only thing it found odd was the transition of their battlefield from a wasteland of a parking lot to a thriving forest

[System: A hostile entity has entered the player’s domain! Commencing safety measures. Offensive measures applied]

"Thi feeling..." The Seraph quickly caught up with his schemes and the first thing it did was run away to exit the forest

Strange it was... wherever it wonders not a single sign of a clearing was found as it ventured further. It witnesses illusions, shadows of Christoper Morris, and laughter growing louder, but no presence is found. Regardless, it felt frightening gazes from wherever it went, and slowly it lost its way, shadows began to expand

"W-What is this?" The shadows engulfed everything until the Seraph found itself trapped within a space having no end nor beginning

"Welcome to the Dark forest!!!" Christoper Morris’s words echo throughout these confined space

"You might be wondering how is this all possible. Quite easy to explain... this is just my very own personal space!!!" The void disappears sending the Seraph back into the middle of the forest with Christoper Morris in front of it

The Seraph’s first thought was to lunge its blade but to its surprise, the one right before him was a mere shadow. "You think after all that... you could kill me quite easily? Who died and made you the author? But too bad,"

Shadows surrounded the Seraph taking the form of Christoper Morris taunting and toying with the Seraph. "Show yourself!!!"

"But I already did? Why are you hesitating? Can’t you feel it? But in this case, I guess you can’t am I correct?" Although it brutally slaughtered countless shadows it felt real, the sensation, the presence, and even blood gushing forth

As his shadows spoke each copy present repeated having their voices synced for not a single one was delayed. Then it realizes the meaning of this place, why it couldn’t sense his presence, the very name of this place. The dark forest, a place rid of the sins ray, for all things bright and true aren’t present and lies the devouring darkness

"Light represents truth and justice then darkness conveys falsehood and wickedness,"

That little hint from Christoper made more sense than what it experienced during its stay within this space. It was a land of illusions, having no light created a place for falsehoods to blossom, and came to be real. All the things he struck were his mirages which then became real allowing him to spam again and again

[3rd option: Dark forest - Manipulates a desired place turning it into the <[Dark forest]> players know and loathe]

[Why did you put off such a broken skill?]

[I agree you would’ve won quite early with this active... or did you forget?]

’I didn’t forget and this skill isn’t exactly broken as you think it is the dark forest is something that I’d even avoid. In the description, it only says I need mana to cast it which is kind of right but to control this is a different question. It was supposed to just create a forest that debuffs my enemy but having demonic energy unlocked a hidden effect,’

[You meant that?]

’That’s just one of the functions,’

[Just one???]

’Don’t remind me... It felt like my brain was about to crack when I suddenly received the details. Seriously if it weren’t for sharing it with my alter egos I would’ve died due to having my brain fried. This came to be somewhat handy, I can already see the end, and to think I was worried about using my trump card,’

[Trump card? I thought merging with your Alter egos was your strongest move. Just how many cards are you hiding?]

"A magician never reveals his secret, and it’s better to hide them if I want to be unpredictable, isn’t that archangel?" He glares through the sky for even in this very moment he knows the angel is watching, waiting for him to slip, but he doesn’t

[System: You’ve finally completed a full set to activate the skill <[Royal flush]> Would you like to take a gamble?]

"Things are finally going my way!!!" He then appears at the place where the Seraph was battling his mirage as he finally prepares for the end

"Thank you all for stalling for a little more time. I’ll handle the rest. I think it’s about time is say our goodbyes," His mirage vanishes one by one leaving the restless Seraph behind as a circle surrounded its body

[System: The player is casting a spell that he’s yet to learn or master, your chances of success are 0.001% due to your knowledge freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Gambling: You’ve betted your entire asset allowing you to use <[All in]> along with <[Royal flush]>

Outcome: Due to the appearance of <[Royal flush]> Gambling has been rigged so that the player can win at all costs]

"Perpetual ensealment!!!" The Seraph was then dragged by countless chains rendering it incapable of moving and sending it to who knows where

[System: You’ve cleared the 9th wave!!! The final wave will arrive at 10 hours from now! We suggest that you rest]

"Finally..."

His merge came to a close as his Alter egos one by one had left his body and all fell to the rough surface of the ground. His fall was imminent but his body felt the cold touch relieving him of his stress from this metallic existence. It carried him gently and as he passed out this cold machine warmly congratulated him on his success

"Congratulations on surviving my liege,"