NOVGO.NET Chapter 418: Hatching Ceremony Begin!
Chapter 418: Hatching Ceremony Begin!
In a cave full of trinkets….
“ARRRGGGGG!” Blood-curling screams resounded as the last of the souls were finally extinguished, Jack included. Then a few moments later, as if a coincidence…
— Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! —
“Tch— Is the repenting over already?”
Lizzy’s shaman “mentor” intruded in the cave with a VERY peeved look as he gave a fleeting glance at a certain soul, one that had been sacrificed by a true dragon.
“Master, you’re back! Please inspect the Soul Nectar: I swear I’ve done my best!” She happily chirped, holding a vial with a viscous liquid radiating a soft glow.
The lizard’s expression soon returned to a scaled joviality…
“Hehe, there’s so much of it! All this white stuff, this batch’s amazing for sure! I’ve never seen souls so pure!” He approached, dipping a finger in it and giving a satisfied gulp.
“Perfect!”
So much energy! He could feel it course through his cold veins! Hell, had he not been the mentor, he would have been hopping in joy. Those decrepit assholes would eat their words!
“C’mon, apprentice, let’s go! It’s time to face-slap them all!” He snatched the vial and left like a class three scaly tornado. Then, before long, they had arrived.
The town in the earlier dream? It was nothing compared to THIS!
Lizardmen, as far as the eyes could see! They were either holding spears or staffs as they crowded around a gigantic plaza that could have hosted the Olympics a few times over.
Then there was the ambiance, it was as festive as explosive, so many stepping on each other’s shoulder to see a ginormous platform in the distance better.
But before they could see more, a voice interrupted…
“Hehe, if it isn’t Shaman Failure and his wealthy sidekick, Miss Useless. What brings the both of you here?”
The one who spoke more poison than words was also a white lizard. Instantly, Lizzy’s “teacher” tensed but then quickly replied in kind.
“Kor’Her… don’t tell me you came to drink some Nectar?!”
“Nectar, was it? Funny coming from you! I—”
“That was ages ago! Now, fuck off!”
They were about to come to blows! But just a second before, footsteps resounded from the stage, and that’s when the earlier festive atmosphere suddenly turned deathly quiet.
< True-Blood Crimson Shaman Overlord Than’Hos! Lv 130! ☠🦎🩸>
This single new arrival drove reverence in all their hearts.
Than’Hos was just THAT amazing.
His mere presence was enough to choke even Lizzy, who had been hiding her power all this time. Was the difference between level 90 and level 130 big? No, it was HUGE!
Level 100…
That was the cutoff!
Going from 2 to 3 digits? Crazy!
“Gasp! Our God’s here, he’s here!”
“Through the True-Born, the Devouring Snake lives!”
“My God, please accept this lowly’s one sacrifice! PLEASE!”
W-What…?! There were even lizards voluntarily sacrificing themselves out of bloody nowhere for their god’s glory?! Even the System felt that it had screwed up somewhere!
[Performing Quick Self-Diagnostic!]
[No Error Detected: Classic Cult Behavior!]
[NEW QUEST! Welcome to the Hatching Ceremony!]
How would D.L. have reacted had they known they had already left their mark on Infinite?! Either way, everything was getting started, and mightily at that.
— CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE! —
The head shaman waved his hand, and it happened. All of a sudden, endless energy exploded out of him and— killed all the spectators?!
Actually, not all, so many shamans stepped forward.
And each had similar vials full of juiced souls.
This was a gathering blessed by Hell itself.
“Fellow shamans, it is time.”
Then, as if a choral, they all repeated.
“It is time for the Hatching! Let the Young Ones come into this world. Sacrifice our lives to make them strong. Through them, we shall live forever! All hail the Devouring Snake!”
They kept droning on and on akin to a prayer, one endlessly repeated until the man in charge was finally satisfied. And that’s when he made another move.
With a slam of a lever, a platform suddenly rose from the stage, one that instantly had all the shamans assembled glare at with incredible greed. This was AMAZING!
Rows and rows of eggs waiting to hatch.
Countless Young lizards just waiting.
A historic moment for sure!
And it became even more impressive a second later. The blood on the ground? It suddenly gathered into multitudes of bloody lights that oozed out of the recent victims.
Then, they all flew toward the stage, basking it in an otherworldly glow. Heck, the whole thing was a terrifying light show with monsters about to explode out of the eggs!
As for the man in charge, he spoke one last time…
“BEGIN!” That’s all he had to say, a simple order that sent the crowd into a frenzy as they rushed forward, biting one another, stabbing one another, acid orbs flying all over.
Fellow shamans? They didn’t care one bit; this was kill or be killed! And even as they slaughtered each other, their focus never wavered. Egg, egg, egg, the best egg possible!
They had to find the best one of the batch!
This was akin to humans creating their fantasy football league but with warriors instead. First, a Captain to carry the team, and then lots and lots of fodder soldiers.
And that’s when it happened. A certain Lizzy, running through the battlefield with the old lizard, suddenly jerked in shock as she stopped her “mentor”.
Just in time, for a Draconic Spear had barely missed him!
“Hehe, fight for an egg? I’ll kill you first!” It was that same fucker from before!!!
And yet, for the first time since this had started, a certain Lizzy suddenly felt like sweating, BAD! A certain Demon King’s Soul rested in the vial her “mentor” was carrying.
Now she had to save it while keeping her real powers hidden?! But just as she felt like crying, she suddenly heard a whisper from a certain vial, one that was positively demonic.
“Alright, Lizzy, listen well. Here’s what you’ll do…”
She listened attentively, but the more she heard, the more she shook. T-This, this wasn’t a fucking plan. That was plain and pure suicide!
Yes, yes, it was hehehehe….