Huddled beside Michael were Omar the Light Mage, Sarah, an Aegis Bulwark named Chris, and Harper the Wind Mage. They were approaching the cult from the jungle cliffside that overlooked it, due to its heavily decayed state, it was inhabitable. Any E-Grade that stood within it for longer than five minutes would die instantly.

  The only reason as to how the raid members were able to remain within it was due to their healers constantly deploying their Light Aura. From what Archie learned from Sarah; they were lesser versions of a skill called Beacon of Light. She then gushed about how amazing the Healer Assistant Zim’zath is, and how people judged her for being different because she was an Arachnoidan.

  “So, she’s a spider?” Archie whispered to Sarah, “Is she spider-sized? Or human-sized?”

  “Her upper half is human, but her lower half is all spider,” Sarah whispered back. “She’s around seven feet tall and she’s super nice.”

  Unlike Sarah, the rest of the group and Archie shivered slightly as a chill trickled down their back at the image of a seven-foot-tall spider. Glancing at Michael, Archie gave him a look that would be best described as, ‘told ya’.

  Michael noticed Archie’s look and mumbled something unintelligible under his breath, focusing on the decayed forest behind them.

  “How’s the stabilizer?” Michael whispered to Omar. They almost reached the cliffside that overlooked Oliver’s cult and hadn’t stopped rushing to get there before Oliver had time to properly prepare.

  Currently, their team was the spearheading team, while James and the other Archers who specialized in stealth combat were scouting out the area ahead, making sure that nothing would sneak up on them.

  “Amazing,” Omar whispered back, pushing a steady and stable stream of light mana into the spell around them. “Eric and Angela have outdone themselves.”

  Archie could confirm Omar’s words, he’d been observing Omar’s control over his spell and while the stabilizer had been helping him he’d also been improving. The stream of mana that flowed into the spell had steadied and was far more efficient than when he’d begun using the stabilizer.

  Archie mused, before coming to a stop. They arrive at the edge of the jungle that overlooked Oliver’s camp.

  Michael held up a fist before crouching and looking at the cult below. Following his lead, Archie took another look into their camp.

  Archie noted. That meant either they’d been killed or evolved into successful demonic humans according to what he learned from James.

  James and a few other E-Grade archers had been spying on the cult, day and night for the past few days and learned what Oliver had been doing.

  He had been concocting a grayish-blue potion in a cauldron, which he would then levitate into his tent, and staying there with them for a full day, doing something. When he returned, the liquid changed from its greyish-blue color into a sickly purple-color.

  He would then force those he’d brainwashed into drinking the potion, which would then either kill the person or transform them into a demonic human. But once that happens the brainwashing has a chance of vanishing, from what James told him.

  And that ends up with them being killed on the spot or used in other experiments if the brainwashing vanishes. Those who do survive are completely brainwashed, and insanely infatuated with Oliver, to the point of killing themselves to prevent any attempt at getting information from them.

  Which one person brought up the topic of, if they are being brainwashed does that make it okay to kill them? And it was unanimously shut down by saying, if they come at you to kill you, then you kill them. And that we should restrain the survivors and then cure them once Oliver is dead, else he might reactivate the brainwashing.

  We didn’t know if he could do that, but we didn’t want to take the risk.

  Archie stepped onto the light green translucent platform hovering just off the cliff, where the rest of the team stood. “Here, we go,” Harper said as she and the other teams who gathered descended down the cliff.

  Archie stared at the flow of mana flowing into the spell construct below his feet and flowing from Harper’s body.

  “Harper,” Archie whispered, grabbing her attention as they descended. “Would you say that what you’re doing is essentially making a solidified disc of mana and making it go up and down with your Wind affinity?”

  “Yeah,” Harper whispered back, concentrating on keeping her wind construct stable as they descended against the strong wind that was blowing updraft. “Cyric, the hottie, made us train by learning how to create platforms to walk on, then made us use those platforms to walk on water, to make sure they were stable enough then we began proper flying training.”

  “Oh,” Archie mused. “I thought you guys would be able to you know just be able to fly. Without platforms.”

  “There is a skill for that, but it only works for the caster,” Harper replied, getting a hum of understanding from Archie. “Once I practice more, I can do it without needing to create a platform…but that’s for another time. First, we kill Oliver.” Getting a nod from Archie and the rest of the team.

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  Landing on the ground, Archie and the forty members of the raid, grouped together, with the Light Mages margining their illusionary shell to cover the group.

  “The next phase begins now,” Michael informed, giving a pointed look at Archie. “Healers, buffs.”

  “Low Stamina RegenerationLow Health RegenerationStone SkinReinforcementStrength up

  While the healers were buffing Archie, he took out an Emberlash Eudromaeosaur Beastcore and used Spirit Bond

  Archie activated Adrenaline RushThornscourge Expansionlike I also got the firetail part of the Emberlash Eudromaeosaurs, Archie mused.

  “We ready to go? ” Archie asked looking at Michael and ignoring the looks of surprise from the rest of the raid members.

  Getting a nod from Michael, Archie let out an exhale before kicking off the ground, Vital Sight

  Activating Savage Charge

  Cocking back his fist, Archie smashed his fist into the unprotected head of the Dark Bulwark in front of him, caving her skull and ripping it off her neck as Archie’s fist continued and smashed against the large closed wooden gate.

  Archie’s smash sent spider web-like cracks across the wooden gate for a moment before shattering and sending wooden shrapnel flying through the camp, stabbing through many people that were walking around, even those stuck in cages.

  Landing on the ground, Archie kicked off once more, lunging at the closest Demonic Human and releasing a flurry of blows. Each blow pierced through his robes and created fist-shaped holes through his body, each hole, seared shut from the flames across Archie’s fists.

  Archie spartan kicked the Dark Mage’s corpse, making it collide with a Human Thrall that was charging at him. Dodging three dark manabolts, Archie pivoted to the left side of the thrall and punched him in his side. Easily shattering his right ribcage, before Archie sent a surge of nature mana into his fist, wrapping its midsection in flame wreathed, thorn covered vines.

  Flicking his arm, Archie held up the thrall in the way of a volley of smaller looking dark manabolts. The bolts smashing against the thrall’s iron armor, and sinking deep into its flesh and making the thrall scream in pain.

  Tossing the now dead thrall to the side, Archie leaped towards the Dark Mages above.

  Michael charged through the broken gate, his greatsword wreathed in molten red flames, cleaving a Dark Bulwark of sorts in two, before lunging at the next person. After shoulder tackling the closest mage, he slammed her onto her back before crushing her exposed head with his foot.

  Taking a large breath, Michael activated Howl of the Inferno

  Sarah stood at a distance alongside some of the other healers, constantly casting healing spells and various buffs towards everyone in sight. They were being guarded by five E-Grade Vanguards each specializing in defense; Stoneheart Bastions guarding the rear, Aegis Knights guarding the sides, and an Iron Sentinel guarding the front. Essentially turning themselves into a moving, healing-buff fortress.

  Omar and the other Light Mages created spears of light that ripped through a group of charging thralls but failed to pierce through the Dark Bulwarks’ defenses. Omar flooded his being with light mana ignoring the dark mana spear that tore through his fellow Light Mage’s chest and began chanting.

  He ignored the dark fog that rose from the ground and encompassed him and his team. He continued to cast,“…And on the day the Everbright became a god.” He stood stalwart in front of the dark manabolts fired at him. “The multiverse heard the first command of the one true Light,” He ignored the dark orb that tore through his arm, blasting it off and infecting the stump with various curses, and spoke the final words of the spell given to him by his lord,” Let there be Light

  A large beam of light exploded from Omar’s wand, decimating the wall of Dark Bulwarks and ripping through the dark miasma that covered the cult. Expunging the dark curses that coursed through his being and those around him, his form was covered in white-colored vein-like markings.

  The closest healer latched her arm atop Omar’s stump, in an attempt to heal the wound but was held from it by Omar. “This cannot be healed. It was a cost for what I cast.” Coughing some blood, Omar smiled at Natalie, “I would appreciate it if you could heal my internal injuries though.”

  James and the other archers scaled the walls and fired various elemental arrows at the heads of various demonic humans. They focused on mages and other archers firing spells and arrows towards their teammates, and those trying to sneak up on them from various angles.

  Harper and other Wind Mages floated above the cult casting Arrows of Wind

  What they did to counteract that was create vacuums of air that suffocated them to death or provided enough of a distraction for someone else to take advantage of their open guards. While E-Grades can last without a need for oxygen for a significant amount of time before taking a breath, the sudden loss of breath, for a race that breathes, was something that would cause them to suffocate for a few moments.

  And those few moments were more than enough for their teammates to take advantage of.

  Archie exploded the vines from his hands to wrap around the midsections of two Dark Mages who were casting a hail of dark orbs that were targeting the healers who were being protected by their fortress of shields.

  Pulling them to him, Archie grabbed their skulls with his hands and crushed their skulls easily, covering his already bloodied form with a new coat of flesh and blood.

  While he wasn’t disgusted with what he was doing, he was bored…was it wrong of him to think that? He was killing humans, brainwashed humans at that. But so far nothing really had been able to really hurt him.

  He let a spell splash onto his arm, but its curses and lingering dark magic were immediately expunged from his system with a burst of his mana and healed within moments from his vital energy manipulation.

  Suddenly he dodged a large blast of dark mana that appeared where he previously stood. The place covered in a large dark mana flame, and its caster atop the hill, staring at him with disgust.

  But Archie smiled under his mask, his adrenaline pumping for the first time since the raid began. , Archie thought as he felt dense, dark mana ripple off of Oliver’s body.

  [Cambion Lv 65]

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