Mythian: A LitRPG and GameLit Fantasy Series (Chronicles of Ethan Book 1) by John L. Monk

Author:John L. Monk [Monk, John L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountaindale Press
Published: 2019-10-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

Taking a break to rest my tired arm, I gazed down the switchback at the sulfur stalagmite forest, searching for any sign of the little bastards. When I again saw nothing, I returned to my task.

For two hours now, I’d been doing something not usually associated with monster killing: I was making apples. Thousands of them, as fast as I could—which turned out to be roughly two a second.

“Apple, apple, apple, apple,” I said, willing them into my hand and chucking them with a machine-like rhythm.

They rolled down the slope and gathered in little depressions. Some of them spilled over to the next switchback, which was steadily filling as the upper pathway overflowed.

Anything trying to come up, in theory, would have to traverse this jumbled, rolling, mushy mess. With luck, it’d slow them enough to cast a second Ice Bullet. If it didn’t work, these apples would make a great garnish for my roasted hide.

After chucking my last apple, I sucked in a deep breath and shouted, “Come on, you bastards! Come and get me! Come on!”

Two of them quickly popped into view … and I began to doubt myself. What if they could jump straight up? What if they could fly? Wasn’t leaping lizards a thing? Very nearly, I almost ran. Then I clenched my jaw and gazed at one as it approached the first mound of apples.

“Ice Bullet!”

Magical morphine and arctic coldness heralded a crack like a gunshot, and a hole appeared in the creature’s upper chest. It staggered, got up, then tried running through the apples. The fruit sloshed and rolled underfoot, causing it to slip. As it scrambled for purchase, I was able to fire twice more before killing it.

ENEMY DEFEATED: Under Town Salamander, 400 EXPERIENCE POINTS

Apples or no apples, the second creature was halfway to me before the spell came off cooldown. It took the first shot hard, disorienting it, but not for long. It got to within ten feet of me before I brought it down with my second shot—and not the three needed for the previous beast.

I’d rose to level 4 off the first one. I now dumped all 5 stat points into intelligence, giving me more mana and more mana regeneration.

To track the damage I was doing, I checked my combat log. Ice Bullet caused a variable rate of damage, ranging from 9 to 20. It caused more damage to fire creatures, and like all spells, had a chance at a “critical hit.” My last spell had critically hit it—a stroke of luck I couldn’t depend on next time.

I toggled off the Enemy Defeated messages, but localized the choice to Under Town. With luck, I’d be killing a lot of these things, and the constant alerts saying the same thing served no purpose.

I had 70 mana left. Possibly enough to kill another with two shots. Rather than risk it, I played safe and returned to the four-way juncture. To pass the time faster, I forced myself to sleep for an hour and a half.

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