Jackal Among Snakes
Chapter 609
“Thanks for coming, Melanie,” Argrave expressed his gratitude. “I know you’ve been taking it a bit easy since that debacle with Traugott.”
The red-haired mercenary-turned-countess stared up at him with her defiant green eyes. “You just haven’t been giving me things to do,” Melanie disagreed. “Unless you include fobbing off Dario onto me, having me follow him about as we fortify the cities and the towns. But enough about me—you wanted me to create a portal, yeah?”
Melanie did so, reappearing somewhere else a great distance away. She hollered at him to inform she was done, but Argrave was already doing something. He conjured a dagger out of his black blood, clenching his teeth at the pain of the blood magic. Then, he swung it through. It passed by what she’d made like passing through air.
Yet the portal… like a cloud of fog blown away by a swift breeze, it dissipated into nothing. Argrave exhaled in eager shock, then looked to Anneliese.
“It vanished,” confirmed Anneliese with her [Truesight], crossing her arms with a mix of wonderment and displeasure. She wasn’t fond of Argrave using blood magic, but she couldn’t disguise some awe and curiosity at what it had become.
“Melanie!” Argrave shouted. “Did you feel that? Anything hurt?”
“I felt it, but it didn’t hurt!” She yelled as he walked back slowly.
“Try the blood echoes, now” Raven instructed quietly.
They repeated the experiment without changing any variables besides that, all the way down to the spot Melanie teleported to and from. Argrave cast a spell of the same rank as the dagger he’d summoned from an echo. Unlike before, his blood magic seemed to catch and stick on the portal before overwhelming it.
“The power is diminished, but still present. You can annihilate divine powers with both forms of blood magic.” Raven confirmed after the experiment had been repeated. “That’s well in line with what both Anneliese and I can perceive in them. It would seem your hypothesis is correct, and the power is proportional to your personal sacrifice. But at the same time…”
“My recovery is so far beyond what it used to be.” Argrave clenched his hand.
Ordinarily after using blood magic, he’d feel some lethargy, especially in the limb that’d cast the spell. It had still come, but it faded in less than a minute.
Raven grew eyes on the tips of his fingers, and they scrutinized Argrave from all angles while glowing green. “The spirits you once used for magic have become part of you. One with you, even. It’s similar to that displayed by a god, but simultaneously different enough I cannot deem you one. I can sense no new organ for this function; rather, it is as though your soul has become the conduit through which divinity manifests as something physical. So long as the soul exists with spirits inside it, you can reconstitute. Considering your soul is undying…”
like a lich. A holy
Raven withdrew his probing eyes. “I daresay you’re more durable than I am, by a small margin. Should you take in yet more spirits, that margin will
visible for only half a second before a golden shield appeared to ward him. Argrave again conjured a dagger, then swung it. It was F-rank—he wasn’t expecting much. Yet to his surprise, it pierced and sunk in slightly. Argrave could feel the thing bubbling in his hands, and though he wished to drop it, he continued on. The dagger burnt itself away, and when it ceased, he’d nearly pierced
have a theory, however.” Raven waved his hand, and the ward vanished. “Prepare a weapon of
conjured a C-rank [Putrid Paramerion], taking hold of the curved blade it conjured.
hand slowly, then conjured an ice ball about the
with intense speed. Argrave swung the weightless blade quickly, expecting to meet resistance. He felt it only briefly before the ice ball combusted into dark red embers
magic,” Raven explained, his sharp teeth appearing in a grin. Argrave had never seen him smile before, and so he stared in shock. The
ice shards. Instead, Raven brought his hand back, and a mana-ripple spread out. A pillar of fire erupted like a raging volcano, and Argrave cast the spell by preparation and instinct both. His wrist and much of his arm exploded with blood, and the B-ranked spell cracked outward to meet the S-ranked spell. Instead of its briars withering before the superior strength and
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died. The scorch marks left by his spell were vastly overshadowed by the gigantic claw marks in the earth from Argrave’s whips. “You may well have become the strongest spellcaster in the world with this. I do not believe I could best you in a straightforward fight, anymore. And I believe we merely
be relative ease. Even as he watched, the cracks in his skin born of
assessment posed by others; they possess unfathomable power and potential. If it might bring about
up at Raven for a few moments, then turned
yours,” Argrave told Elenore and Orion. “We
it unto you,”
fruit. Best to just to give it to one person. Who better than the king?” Elenore crossed her arms. “Doesn’t make sense for
than eager to use them, he was more hesitant than ever. Raven said yet more powers remained unexplored, but even with what Argrave already discovered, it felt a little difficult to wrap
meaning of the word ‘immortal’ set in, without a solely positive
world, and he looks like he’s going to
away from the solemn edge he found himself standing on, and managed a
tax, for every spellcaster with knowledge enough to have them,” Elenore declared. “Maybe there’s still time enough yet to join
you say to allowing me to totally
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