Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest

Chapter 1697: Sixth Form: Great Harvest of the Gods

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“HYAAAAH!”

I swung my shovel and hoe against the Frost Trolls, striking their heads with all my power as giant branches of the spirit tree pierced their bodies and heads.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Countless explosions erupted as I struck with maximum force. The combination of the ground, plants, and my attacks was sufficient to breach their defenses.

“There!”

I channeled several elemental spirits into my Farming Tools and swung both in a cross-shaped attack, unleashing the full divine spiritual power of Divine Harvest.

“{Sixth Form: Great Harvest of the Gods}!”

A barrage of giant vegetables and fruits, formed from divine spirit energy, bombarded the Frost Trolls, synchronizing with each of my strikes.

BOOOMMM!

The energy converged at a single point and then exploded outward, as plants and vegetables sprouted across hundreds of meters around us.

Both Frost Trolls collapsed to the ground, dead, and so were the remaining Ice Trolls, it seemed. I had killed several dozen with my attacks.

Above all, most of the village lay in shambles. The snow had vanished, replaced by lush grasslands, forests, and farms with enormous fruits and vegetables growing everywhere.

“Wheew… I did it,” I sighed in relief. “It seems they’re all gone now? Are there more somewhere? Maybe in a cave?”

“I don’t think there are any more anywhere, Mom. You killed them all,” Elena said. “Wow, your technique was insane. It was like magic? But also weapon techniques? And your domain? How did you even manage to do that? The closest thing I can do is the graveyard of swords, and even then, that’s just a weak domain…”

“Haha, well, I simply combined their powers with the Skills I have soul-bound,” I explained. “Ah, damn… I forgot to test my Spiritual Heart Beasts’ abilities! I guess we can do that later then… There’s still the group inside the mountain left.”

“Yeah, that was amazing though,” Mark said. “You’ve grown even stronger since we arrived in this Realm. It has helped you develop a lot… Well, everyone has been growing too, but you’ve progressed the most, to be honest.”

“Yep!” Gabriel said. “Big sis is super strong! She could be comparable to the great archangels. It’s a pity she’s not allowed in Heaven yet… I wish we could go visit it! I could show you all my favorite spots above the clouds and floating islands…”

“Well, who knows? Maybe one day we’ll visit that place too,” I smiled. “Alright then! Is everyone else fine? Katherine? Kajithe? Monica? Elisa? Anna?”

“Yeah, I’m alright~” Anna nodded. “My Familiars evolved and got super strong. They can do most of the job for me while I sit down and relax, haha. Being a Summoner is the best.”

“I-I’m okay… I think I’m getting used to my ghostly form now. I’m discovering new abilities, like that possession spell I created,” Monica explained, smiling.

“I’m fine… The Ice Trolls are still quite formidable. We cannot underestimate them…” Elisa sighed. She looked exhausted. “And those three evolved ones… If it took you this much to beat them, Lady Elayne, I don’t know what we would do if we fought more.”

“They’re evolved forms of Ice Trolls called Frost Troll Barbarians, really strong,” I said. “Their skin is especially tough, with incredible self-regeneration and mastery over Cursed Ice Magic, which I thankfully avoided. Did you see when I fought them? I started with a rain of spells. Most of my offensive spells went there, even the last ones, and none affected them enough, only leaving scratches or slightly burnt skin that healed in seconds. The spells we’ve been learning may not suffice, so we must merge them with our Spirit Power and, if possible, use Soul-Bound Skills and Spiritual Arts. They seem more effective at dealing greater damage.”

“True, we should do that then,” my daughter nodded. “That Spirit Weapon you got is really strong, Mom. If it’s connected to your Spirit Power… I wish I had one. The Spirit Palm Technique is pretty good, yeah, but a whole weapon sounds amazing.”

“Hmm, Kajithe, where did you get that scroll?” I asked him. “I wish we could get more for everyone…”

“A Spiritual Soul Weapon Scroll? They’re incredibly rare, nyeeeh… Only a few Guilds produce them, and none are near here,” he said. “Your best bet is to find them in the capital, but they aren’t cheap, you know? So don’t expect to get as many as you want without paying a hefty sum, nyahah!”

“Alright,” I nodded. “We’ll make more money by selling these Ice Trolls. I’ll try to sell the Frost Trolls for a higher price, but… wait a second, I wanted to do something first.”

“Hm?” Mark looked at me as I used my sword to cut off the leather-like skin of the Frost Trolls, some of their horns, and their claws, and placed them in my inventory.

“Oooh, it’s back to full, interesting…” I nodded. “And yet I still have these materials I harvested. Can’t I duplicate materials this way?!”

“Wait, what?!” Mark was surprised. “Can you?! Let’s try!”

In BNLO, you usually cannot do this, but this is IRL, so this mechanic seemed to have a faulty setting… However, infinite materials were impossible.

We tried it again a second time, but the items extracted from the corpse didn’t reappear in the inventory.

“Ah, so it’s a one-time thing. It only ’fixes’ the carcass to its complete form once,” I nodded. “Once I extract pieces manually and put them back, it doesn’t change, but there’s a risk of decreasing quality, so let’s not do it.”

“Wait a second Master, this… Doesn’t this mean we can potentially harvest double the resources though?” Katherine wondered.

“Yes, I believe so, in theory… no, I think I can prove it here as well,” Elayne nodded while rubbing her chin.

“Incredible! Your abilities are truly wondrous, Master Elayne!” Katherine said happily, flying around Elayne.

“It’s not that complicated, I think that if I overdo it, it might not be fixed. We’re relying heavily on logic and physics from the System and the Arcadia though. Alright, for now let’s experiment a little with the Ice Trolls over there,” I said. “Mark help me out with your knife please.”

“Sure,” he nodded.

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