Chapter 197: Satyrs are such liars

This was the second time, since arriving in this world, that I had been forced to abandon everything and run away.

And it wasn’t because of a black milf with powers to control space like Magaly.

Nor because of an ambush.

It was because of a single damn mosquito.

I ran out of the Shadow Forest without even looking back.

Fortunately, that monstrous Demon Mosquito was extremely territorial.

She had chased us all the way to the borders of the Shadow Forest, firing arrows of Shadow Energy and trying to catch up to us several times.

But the moment my Shark Golem crossed the forest’s borders...

She stopped, and her membranous wings continued producing that irritating buzzing sound while her enormous reddish eyes remained fixed on me.

Then, slowly...

She disappeared once again among the shadows of the forest.

I could only breathe a sigh of relief after we had traveled a considerable distance.

Despite the shameful retreat, at least I had managed to preserve my Golems.

The three Black Rock Basilisks were still with me.

I stopped my Shark Golem.

— Biochip.

— Create a mission file for that Demon Mosquito.

— And determine the feasibility of defeating her.

["Beep."]

["Mission accepted."]

["Mission file name: Demon Mosquito."]

["Initiating analysis of possible elimination methods."]

["Offensive strategies predicted to inflict substantial damage to the target include:"]

["First strategy: Curse Magic Spells."]

["Second strategy: Group Attack."]

["Third strategy: Activation of the Brilliant Light Giant Project."]

["Fourth strategy: Locate and destroy the target’s true form."]

I frowned.

— Explain the practicality of these strategies.

["Beep."]

The answer came immediately.

["First strategy: Curse Magic Spells."]

["The target identified as a Demon Mosquito is still a biological life form."]

["Curse Spells can partially reduce its physical abilities, elemental resistance, or combat speed."]

["With its fighting ability reduced, the Black Rock Basilisks would have a greater probability of breaking through its personal defenses."]

I slowly nodded.

That made sense.

The biggest problem wasn’t just her strength.

It was her speed.

My Basilisks possessed considerable destructive power.

If they could hit her repeatedly, they could inflict significant damage.

But hitting her... That was the problem.

— Continue.

["Second strategy: Group Attack."]

["The team’s current combat strength is insufficient to directly defeat an Official Mage-level enemy."]

["To increase the probability of victory, it is necessary to gather multiple combatants with high individual strength."]

["The main objective would be to divide the battle’s functions."]

["Frontline combatants: responsible for limiting the target’s mobility."]

["Long-range combatants: responsible for destroying magical defenses."]

["Control units: responsible for reducing speed and restricting movement."]

["High-destructive-power units: responsible for inflicting decisive damage."]

I crossed my arms.

The strategy was simple.

And also extremely difficult.

I didn’t have a team at that level.

— Next.

["Third strategy: Activation of the Brilliant Light Giant Project."]

["To prevent the target from using its aerial mobility to avoid the Black Rock Basilisks’ attacks, it is necessary to possess a unit capable of confronting it directly."]

["Possible available units:"]

["Blood Fairy Ruby."]

["Brilliant Light Giant."]

The Biochip paused briefly.

["Evaluation of Blood Fairy Ruby."]

["Estimated probability of death in direct combat against the target: above 89%."]

My expression immediately turned serious.

— Rejected.

I had no intention of using Ruby as a disposable piece.

The Biochip continued.

["Priority suggestion: Brilliant Light Giant Project."]

["High offensive compatibility."]

["Aerial combat capability."]

["Long-range elemental attacks."]

["Possibility of utilizing Light Energy against the target."]

That caught my attention.

The Demon Mosquito was especially vulnerable to the Light Element.

If the Brilliant Light Giant could remain engaged in combat with her...

Perhaps it would be possible.

— And the fourth strategy?

["Fourth strategy: Locate and destroy the Demon Mosquito’s true form."]

— True form?

["The entity encountered previously displays biological characteristics compatible with a parasitic form or secondary manifestation."]

["Based on the observed biological and energetic characteristics, the previously encountered form may depend on an external source of energy."]

["If the true form is located and its energy connection is severed, a significant reduction in the current manifestation’s combat ability is estimated."]

— About the Brilliant Light Giant Project.

— What stage are we at?

["Beep."]

["The structural project has been completed."]

— I mean, after it’s completed...

— What will its overall strength be?

The Biochip processed the information.

["Based on the known combat data..."]

["After the project’s completion, the Brilliant Light Giant will possess a basic overall strength equivalent to a Pseudo-Mage."]

— Compare it with Nople.

["Combat simulation initiated."]

["One hundred simulated battles between the complete form of the Brilliant Light Giant and Nople."]

["Results:"]

["Seventy-three fatal defeats for the Giant."]

["Eleven defeats with severe damage."]

["Sixteen draws."]

My face darkened.

— So it can’t completely defeat a high-level Pseudo-Mage.

["Correction: the probability of direct victory is extremely low."]

["Tactical suggestion: guerrilla warfare."]

["Maintain offensive distance."]

["Avoid physical confrontation."]

["Utilize successive Light Energy attacks."]

I remained silent.

My mind involuntarily returned to Nople.

The fight against him had been short.

Very short.

But I didn’t need to physically relive that battle.

The Biochip had recorded everything.

I could replay those images.

And every time I did...

I felt the same pressure.

Nople was monstrous.

With a single strike, he had broken through the Black Rock Basilisk’s defenses.

As if he were breaking through a simple wall.

Nople would never have been able to destroy the Basilisk’s body so quickly and capture its Summoning Core.

But what if that mosquito monster fought Nople?

I really wasn’t sure whether I could still maintain that dominant fighting style.

But I knew the price.

If he participated in the mission, a large portion of the profits would probably no longer be mine.

And according to Raticati’s information...

There were several magical treasures hidden within the ruins.

Treasures that I was determined to obtain.

If I couldn’t use Nople...

I needed to find something capable of replacing his position.

And that was exactly why the Brilliant Light Giant Project existed.

The project had emerged after I obtained the Spiritual Core of the ancient Brilliant Light Giant.

Initially, I had noticed a fundamental problem in the creation of my Golems.

The internal space of a single Elemental Core was limited.

No matter how intelligent the design was.

There was a physical limit.

I couldn’t simply keep adding matrices indefinitely.

That was when I asked the Biochip to develop a different solution.

Instead of concentrating everything into a single Core...

We would divide the functions.

A main Core would serve as the carrier of the Golem’s consciousness.

The other Cores would function as modules.

Each one would carry specific magical matrices.

Through energy sharing and matrix distribution...

The various Cores would work together.

The result would be a new type of Golem.

In this way... I could bypass the space limitation of a single Core.

But suddenly, some Satyrs had the brilliant idea of trying to intercept us.

I really wasn’t in the mood.

— You chose the worst possible day to do this.

My gaze swept over the Satyr warriors.

Behind them...

I could see the tribe’s structures.

Then, I gave a single order.

— Obliterate this damn place!

The result was predictable.

Faced with three gigantic monsters, the Satyrs’ weapons were practically useless.

If I had truly been willing to continue the fight...

That tribe would have lost half of its members in a short time.

But I wasn’t interested in prolonging it.

I had bigger problems to deal with.

So... I left the survivors behind and continued my journey.

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Pov - Outlaw Acolytes.

Much later...

Two Pseudo-Mages sent by the City of Darkgem arrived at the location.

Salin and Netalp.

When they arrived... All they found were corpses and destroyed structures.

And a tribe of Lizard Demi-Humans that had been completely wiped out nearby.

Salin listened to the story given by the leader of the Satyrs.

But he didn’t seem interested in all the details.

Some parts of the story were clearly suspicious.

Even so... His attention was focused in another direction.

The Shadow Forest.

That place was surrounded by rumors.

Salin’s own master...

Mage Gemlord...

Had supposedly warned his disciples not to recklessly explore the ruins.

As if there were something hidden there.

Impatiently, Salin interrupted the Satyr leader.

— Have you ever entered that forest?

— What is inside?

He wasn’t an idiot.

After analyzing the corpses of the Lizard Demi-Humans, Salin found different signs.

Some had been killed by elemental damage caused by impact attacks.

That immediately made him think of George.

But others had been killed by sharp weapons in close combat.

Salin didn’t believe George would have ventured deep into the Lizard Demi-Humans’ territory just to massacre all of its inhabitants.

The most likely explanation was another one.

The Satyrs themselves had done it, after all, that area was one of the best habitable regions near the Shadow Forest.

Whoever controlled the magical materials collected there...

Would obtain enormous benefits.

Therefore, eliminating a rival tribe wasn’t impossible.

But Salin didn’t care.

He only wanted to know one thing.

Why had George entered the Shadow Forest?

Had George arrived there by accident, or did he have a specific objective?

These questions remained in his mind.

Then, Salin invited Netalp.

The two outlaw Pseudo-Mages believed they possessed enough strength to explore the forest.

They believed they could discover what George was doing there.

Not even half an hour had passed when the two were forced to flee.

And they did not leave in good condition.

Their bodies were covered in wounds.

Bloody holes pierced through their clothes and flesh.

The blood flowing from some of the wounds had taken on a greenish hue.

During their escape, lesser demons also took advantage of the opportunity and added even more scars to the two Pseudo-Mages.

When they finally managed to escape the forest...

Netalp left a Teleportation Mark near the entrance.

After that...

The two ran back to Darkgem.

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