Wyrmshard: A LitRPG Adventure (Savage Dominion Book 2) by Luke Chmilenko & G.D Penman

Author:Luke Chmilenko & G.D Penman [Chmilenko, Luke]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wraithmarked Creative, LLC
Published: 2021-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

On the subject of hurt, I reached for my Primal Pillar and shoved some life back into my body with Restoration. It spread out like a green glow through my spectral form until it closed in on my busted up ankle and arm and flared brighter. The hasty patch I’d made fused into my leg hole seamlessly, and just like that I had a bunch of somebody else’s ghosts as part of my leg. I was one hundred percent sure that wasn’t hygienic. Still, they didn’t seem to be screaming all their memories into my head, so maybe Restoration had sterilized them or something. My arm dragged in a little wisp of fog to patch itself up too. It was kind of weird being somewhere that all of my different Pillars interacted so directly with the same stuff. It was like we were in a simpler version of the world where everything ran on the same system.

Asher looked around at our handiwork and nodded, satisfied. “I believe that all attempts at stealth can now be entirely abandoned. If there is anyone in the land of the dead who did not hear that, then they most certainly will not hear our footsteps.”

Mercy shrugged, walking along the line, plucking ghost arrows out of the wolves I’d pinned in place. Some of them jerked and jumped as she pulled the arrows out of their heads, but most of them just quietly evaporated away into nothingness, adding their bulk to the fog.

At least that explained what happened if you died in the land of the dead. I’d come pretty close to being a puff of cloud myself back there. I’d dragged most of myself back in to form a solid lump, but who knew what I’d actually lost.

My gods, I couldn’t speak Spanish anymore. No wait, I’d never learned to speak Spanish.

Maybe I had just lost some of my encyclopedic knowledge of funny memes from the internet. That would be a real heartbreaker. Those burger loving cats that couldn’t type well were probably about 90% of my personality. Without them, who would I even be?

Regardless of what bits of myself were floating off, we moved on at a much better pace after wolf attack two: electric boogaloo. The ground was liquid as much as solid after a few minutes of striding on, and once we were clear of the explosions that Asher had belched out, the trees came back on thick and fierce. Mercy fell back into line with the rest of us, and I took up the vanguard position. I started off hacking my way through the trees as we bunny-hopped our way deeper, but before long I gave up on even that level of subtlety and reforged everything I was carrying into a shield with a raised ridge down the middle, creating a bulldozer blade that I held out in front of me with both hands as I charged on.

Active Artifice was really getting a workout as I went, hauling solid

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