Chapter 163: Wow! The Iona Bus!

Everybody, prepare together with your magic. It will be even higher if we sprinkled some Undead Assimilation Potion.

Creak.

A hand with nothing however white bones protruding emerged from the bottom.

It was the welcoming hand of the useless.

By now, the cultists, who have been busy fueling their very own inferiority complexes and proving their religion, should have observed our presence.

Defend!

Defend, Invisible Guardian!

Carla and Elisha shortly solid their shields first.

Since I used to be already sporting a number of defensive magical gadgets, as a substitute of casting a protect myself, I pulled out a sky-blue potion from my stock.

Proper round when the skeletons had totally emerged, I sprinkled an Undead Assimilation Potion on every of our heads.

Then, I took out one other bottle and requested Iona.

Ought to I sprinkle some on you, Professor?

No! No! Im a vampire, so the consequences are a bit misplaced on me!

Ah.

Proper. Vampires werent precisely a standard race. Being categorized as undead and coping with blood meant they have been overflowing with vitality.

Iona smiled wickedly on the skeletons starting to face up.

And theres no have to confuse the senses!

Iona raised one hand and chanted a brief spell.

As a lot as I weep blood, let my enemies pour out their lives. Blood Rain!

Snap!

The second she snapped her fingers.

Out of nowhere, blood began to rain down from the sky, concentrating on all over the place however the place we have been. After which

Bubble, bubble.

The skeletons started to soften away from the place the blood droplets touched.

-Grooo.

-Click on, clack.

-Keeeuk.

The undead, having risen simply a short time in the past, sat again down and sank into the grime.

It wasnt elemental magic, however her most important ability, blood magic.

Contemplating that Iona, a high-level magician, chanted even briefly, it should be a mid-level magic spell.

In just some seconds, the encompassing undead have been cleanly swept away.

Iona proudly puffed out her somewhat spectacular chest in direction of us, who awkwardly lowered our staffs.

Ahem! Ahem! Now do you see what Professor Iona is able to? Dont fear an excessive amount of, and simply stick shut and observe! In poor health ship just a few your manner later to cope with! They wont depend in direction of your grade, however In poor health be watching, so do your greatest to take them down!

Iona, along with her index fingers at her eyes, made a stern face in jest.

We smiled at her antics and braced ourselves.

Understood. Then properly be relying on you to steer.

Uh?

Iona hesitated for a second, however upon seeing our well-practiced triangular formation, her bloody eyes widened.

Glorious! Glorious! Then lets begin now! We simply have to go all the way down to the basement of the cabin, proper?

Properly thats true, however seeing the Professors firepower, it appears pointless to go down by means of a trap-laden passage. We may set one thing up from our aspect to forestall them from escaping

Recalling the construction of the underground facility identified amongst customers because the cabin department, I tapped the bottom with my foot, estimating an acceptable spot.

Professor Iona, may you collapse this space, please?

Argh!

The department head tried to pressure his eyes open however in the end couldnt resist the physiological response and closed them.

The nerve. Making an attempt to make use of your evil eye on me

Crack!

Aaaahhhhhhh!!

Um, yeah.

Earlier than I may end my sentence, the divided thorns pierced each of his eyes, blinding him.

Iona, the proprietor of the thorns, gave me a wink as if to say properly finished, then instantly kicked the department heads shin with a critical face.

Thud!

Urgh!

You. You dare to glare at my scholar like that? It looks like you dont perceive the state of affairs Any longer, youll spill all the things you already know.

Heh cough. The Cardinal of Intolerance watches over this place with a biased eye. You wont hear something from me Aaaahhh!

The thorns that crushed his eyes wriggled, injecting one thing into the within of the department head.

He began foaming on the mouth after which stopped speaking.

Iona tapped the shin she had hit earlier with a glance so sharp it appeared it may reduce, chillingly chilly.

Thats for me to determine. Not you or your god. I, Iona Francheska, will determine. Acquired it?

Y-you madwoman

Although he was cursing Iona, his voice had noticeably much less chew than earlier than.

Why was Iona so intimidating when confronted with a cultist proper in entrance of her?

In H&A, Iona hardly ever confirmed her preventing critically, so I didnt understand

That is what it felt like.

My admiration and bewilderment have been short-lived as Iona, getting back from her merciless vampire charisma to her common goofiness, pointed in direction of the workplace door with a giggle.

Pupil Yandel! Pupil Yandel! The sooner scream will convey different cultists right here! Whereas I interrogate this one, may you care for the intruders?

Grr Okay, go away it to me.

She should have deliberate this from the beginning.

With the Curtain of Vampirism blocking our retreat, all of the remaining cultists and monsters would rush in direction of us.

However this was a small department within the mountains.

Even when they arrive in giant numbers, theyd be at most lay followers or low-level undead.

That will be manageable.

Perhaps Id even end cleansing up earlier than Ionas interrogation was over.

I stepped ahead in direction of the door and stated,

Elisha, you keep by my aspect and stop them from approaching. Carla, In poor health go away the heavy hitting to you within the meantime.

Positive. In poor health take this chance to point out you that I havent simply been idling round.

You’ll be able to depend on me, Grasp! Due to you, Ive change into a bit stronger than earlier than!

I smiled warmly at their dependable responses, and I gathered my magic.

Frozen chill. Hovering spear. Pierce by means of, Ice Spear.

Ssshhh!

The sharp ice that fashioned on the tip of my workers was launched in direction of the door.

Crack!

Aaaahhhhh!

The sound of wooden breaking was adopted by a high-pitched scream.

The sign that the cultist subjugation had begun.