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261. Dendropolemics

    261. Dendropolemics


    <b>Year 260</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“This is it.” Alka looked around. Ste was located on Lavaworld, waiting to open the void portals. There was a force there, waiting to strike. The surface team’s goal was simple.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There were already existing cracks in theet, left by the Demon King Multipus. Most of the dem’s mana was upied by my constant intrusions. So, that prevented these cracks from healing. The surface team would spread out withrge quantities of bombs, and set up the bombs.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The other half of the force would be from my clone. That force would reach out for the nodes, capture or destroy them, and then also nt more bombs.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Thest force was the heroes and my domain holders. The heroes would attempt to engage in battle with Demon King Multipus, and also destroy the demonic presence around the Comet’s Core, simultaneously with my clone’s intrusions. The domain holders would split into groups. Edna, Alka and Lumoof would rush to the core, and attempt to destroy the demonic presence in the core, while Roon and Johann would assist the heroes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was the rough n.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We didn’t know it’ll work. There was no time to simte and test it out more. Alka’sputation had no conclusive answers. It was an oue that wasn’t good enough, but our window of opportunity was slipping away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We needed thevaworld intersection. Just as a means of escape, if our attack goes to hell.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’ve seen Multipus’s offensive abilities and am fairly sure my clone would be able to hold out against it. Ultimately, the real risk is if Multipus decides to destroy everything around my clone, thus denying my ess to the wideret.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ken was alive. I made sure he still was. Colette knew I was doing something to him, and for reasons she understood.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I also knew she didn’t agree with me, but at the same time, she also understood her friend, Chung, well enough that I had to. So, after a few harsh words from her, she did not protest much beyond that. Prabu and her were the more understanding ones. Adrian, Kelly and Khefri didn’t care all that much for Ken.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Given the situation, I had to just work with the cards I have. Maybe it was myck of will.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Colette sat next to Ken, one day, before all of this, and spoke to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hang in there. He’ll let you go. Aeon will let you pass.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If there’s one, there will be again. I hate it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re old enough to know that we often have to give up on some of our values, in order to achieve far greater things. This is Aeon’spromise.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fuck that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He cursed, as we prepared for the invasion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You want me to watch this.” Ken said, coughing. There was a bit of mana spent to supply vision and share what I see with him, and an entire army of other advisors. Live advisors. It was one of the ways we augment the assault team with advice and instructions from a group of support staff.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My artificial minds coordinated the vision sharing, through [Dream Academy].


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. Chung and the heroes are going there because you live.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I spoke to the other heroes. They understood why I kept Ken alive despite his wishes. I needed the heroes to still work together, and Chung, as much as I hated him, still needed to do his part. The heroes, to some extent, understood this attack, on the spectrum of things, was quite suicidal.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If the core exposes itself and releases its rivers of mana towards the heroes, the heroes would be in trouble. The only way I know, at the moment, the heroes could engage Multipus with a reasonable margin of safety was with my roots constantly poking the core.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was so conditional. Everyone knew it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You keep me alive, so that I can watch my friends die.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Friends who want you to live, Ken.” I answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Will you let me die if this works?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">Multipus leftsting damage to various parts of the Comet over the year, and the Core continued to remain on the defensive. It was wary of my constant poking.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Intruder!”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">It spoke, and only confused Multipus.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In a case of the boy who cried wolf, all Multipus saw was more demonic mana, and I had somehow conned it into not-responding to the Core’s constant yapping.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Help!”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wasn’t sure who was asking. It didn’t matter. I was going to break this Comet apart. I need a window to act. To force myself through the Core’s defenses while Multipus engaged the heroes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright. Ste, we’re on your notice.” The rest of the domain holders were camped on the clone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean, on my notice?” Ste responded through our sharedmunication. The surface team was ready.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Comet was visible on Lavaworld. Within range.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But fine. It’s within range. Get ready!” She sent out a ping to the army, two thousand strong. Each squad of tenprised usually two void mage, two regr mage, and about sixbat units. Each of them would be tasked to destroy demons they encounter, and head to the specified locations with their payload of bombs.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Another three thousand Valthorns waited within my clone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The heroes have not teleported in. The heroes, with their tremendous star mana, would shine like beacons in the night sky. Multipus would be drawn to them immediately.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They would need to find a ce to engage somewhat distant from my clone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The group of three thousand could then charge out towards their own targets, and also n their own set of bombs. They would follow the various tunnels, holes or chasms we made over thest few years. Many of these chasms and cracks in theet were left by the demon king over thest year.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Where my roots could fit, I made [Root Tunnels] for the Valthorns to walk through, but with most of my demonic mana focused on the Core and Clone, they’d have to make thest mile themselves. It wouldn’t befortable terrain.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright- surface squad ready. We’re going in.” Ste said, as we instantly felt the twisting of space. Void portals emerged on the surface of the Comet, and it immediately roused Multipus’s interest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Edna, Alka, and Lumoof were next. They journeyed as close as possible to the core.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The surface team is starting their part. Let’s go. Heroes will arrivest to lure the Demon King away from us.” Roon and Johann said, as the doors to my clone opened.


    <span style="font-weight:400">To give my forces an opening, I intensified my intrusion on the Core’s mana shield. This forced the Core to draw more mana inward. I’ve gotten better at understanding the nature of the Core’s mana shield over thest year, it was rather simr to the way the demon’s rift gates were modted by some kind of mana frequency.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Leave.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I poked deeper. I didn’t do it before, because I wondered whether Multipus would eventually find out. But now, with the heroesing to provide a distraction-


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Stop.” I said to it. “Turn back.”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Must do asmanded.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I pushed further. My roots was quite far from my clone, but once Lumoof got closer, I would try to push a lot more.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">The heroes were next. They prepped for transport. The heroes didn’t say much.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s go skewer a giant octopus.” Chung said. “Make some takoyaki.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s got way more than eight legs. An Octopus is incorrect.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Octopi.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“-and you don’t want to eat this dude’s meat. It looks like a stone-tentacle monster.” Colette retorted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Whatever. Let’s go.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well. Let’s go kick someet ass, and buy our friends some space.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ken looked at one of the Valthorn attendants. “It’s all for this moment. I’m alive for this. Go. Get this shit over with.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The heroes were pulled through my body to my clone, and the mere presence of the heroes in my clone caused the entireet to shiver. Multipus already sensed them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, our greetings are on the way.” The heroes sted out of the clone tree like superheroes leaving their base. Multipus red up, and seemed to fly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Okay okay okay! Let’s go!” Lumoof ran as fast as he could towards the core, activating magical teleports to get as close as possible. The core emitted a pulse of magic that shredded teleportation spells, but close range teleports, where the magic itself is reinforced, was still possible.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ednaughed. “You’re awfully enthusiastic on this day.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“This is a great day!” Lumoof countered. “We’ve waited for this for decades!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Throughout the Comet, whatever residual mana swirling within the crystals all awakened from their slumber, and transformed into demons. Golems.


    <span style="font-weight:400">More golems.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The entire Comet itself was probably a golem, linked through the energies of Core.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And the entireet transformed into a battlefield.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Surface team, report in.” Ste said as she opened void portals. The crystal bombs they’ve made were deployed, ready to be triggered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We’ve set the bomb.” One by one each of the teams reported that they’ve deployed the bomb.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The bomb would go off once a magical pulse sted outward. In theory, a magical pulse of the right frequency should cause all the bombs throughout


    <span style="font-weight:400">But the presence of the heroes reawakened the sleeping demons. “Enemies inbound!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The golems were an irritant. The self destructing demons too. My Valthorns essentially had to y dodge, and luckily, they were good at that game.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Demon King Multipus found the heroes, and engaged. Their attacks began to cause tremors throughout the Comet. It was still toorge to crumble or shatter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But the already existing cracks widened.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">With the demon king upied, Lumoof managed to reach the very edge of the Comet’s Core. Through Lumoof, I felt the presence of the Comet’s swirling will, as if multiple waves were trying to exist in a single body.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The Core itself is stitched together.” Alka said, as hended next to him. “I could blow myself up here- should break up the power supply of this giant golem.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s try something else, first?” Lumoof said, as my [avatar] form descended right next to the core. In my avatar form, I linked with the existing demonic roots, and pushed against the defenses of the Comet’s Core.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was distracted. Bothered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It’s mana was affected by the presence of heroes on the world, and it couldn’t help but be drawn to it. This meant there were gaps. Fluctuations in its shield of demonic mana.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Alka looked at the golem while my roots and vines spread, pushing deeper into theet’s will. If there were different parts of it, I want to talk to them all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My roots pushed against the cracks in the core, widening them. The cracks spread, as my roots kept forcing through the gaps.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Intruder!”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">It said the same thing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My roots pushed deeper into the core. I’ve known from my roots that spread around the core that certain parts of it seemed different. Those gaps were weaknesses.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cobbled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And the person best to exploit those weaknesses was now here. “Edna. Use that rock crushing weapon.” Her shining rock-crushing de shone with magic. Magic that came from the system. It smashed into the core, and the weaknesses cracked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She frowned, held up the sword again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And swung again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Each time, the cracks got far wider, and deeper.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“iNt-ru-deR-!”</i>


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“HeLp-uS”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">The words became a jumbled mess, and the erratic mana of the core scrambled to react. But Edna’s de cut through the rocks as if they were paper.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At the same time, my roots also pushed through the other gaps, and my own mana began to mix in the core mana of the Comet’s Core.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As Edna’s rock-shing de kept hacking away, I began to notice prities in the core mana. There were areas of the Core that had higher concentrations, and each of them were subtly different.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They were normally mixed together. It’s like a mixing bowl with multiple taps pouring slightly different colored water into it. They would normally mix together, but because the bowl of water was getting emptied quickly, we could see the slight variations in the different taps.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We cut, and my roots pushed against the different parts of the stone-


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">The heroes battled the demon king through the various tunnels and chasms. In a way, it was an odd battle, because the heroes had to create their own paths, a task that fell mostly to Khefri and Adrian.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I tried to support them, through a group of demonic trees, but with most of my mana and energies concentrated on the core, my ability was mostly useless.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yet, it was what I was doing in the core that caused Multipus to pause. As I pushed deeper into the core, attempting to reach those different parts of the Will, Multipus stopped attacking, and started to retreat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aeon!” The heroes roared as Multipus suddenly stopped and darted away. “Multipus is retreating! Watch out!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Edna and Lumoof panicked. “Fuck. We don’t have much time if it’s headed this way.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Alka grinned. “On the contrary, I believe this is exactly what we need to do. Edna. Keep digging. We need to get deeper into the core.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Edna’s constant attacks dug a fairly deep hole into the core, one that my roots quickly infested and reinforced. Edna stared at the dwarf, as a realization got into her. Her rock-sher de glowed. “Well, I suppose that is one way to take out a giant golem.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">We all felt theet shaking violently.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aeon!” Ste said. “The cracks and gaps in the structure of theet! They are the areas where the giant golem is supposed to separate itself!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Like a transforming robot, theet was essentially one giant golem that was curled up. If it survived impact, it would unfurl itself like a rock transforming into a robot. The gaps were not weaknesses, they were there because they were meant to be!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Alka naturally understood the implications. “Wait- doesn’t that mean we’re just putting bombs at the surface?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ednaughed. “Well, I suppose amateur mistakes happen to even the best of us. Let’s just hit this core as deep as we can. If we can take out the central power source-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The dwarf nodded. “There is no choice, then.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Try to hold Multipus back.” Imanded the heroes, and they tried. Multipus was trying to flee towards the core.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Chung fired a magical arrow with a chain made of magic, like a harpoon, and the arrow pierced into Multipus’s limb.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The mages cast spells of ice. I tried to use my own roots and assist in entangling the demon king. But it was strong.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It punched through the spells, and it sacrificed a limb. The limb broke apart, while it’s main body continued to rush towards the core.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fuck.” Chung cursed, as he still rushed ahead. He fired a few more arrows that pierced Multipus throughout its’ body, and through that magic, yanked the gigantic demon king backwards. “Help!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Roon and Johann too,unched attacks at the demon king, and also harpoons of their own. They needed to pin the demon king down.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The heroes quickly came to Chung’s aid as they helped pull those chains.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is this enough?” Edna asked, but she kept cutting. She was in the zone, hacking like a machine. The three domain holders were quite deep now.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“HeLp- InTrUdERRRR!” </i><span style="font-weight:400">The Will of the Comet roared. I was fairly certain this Will of the World was mostly corrupted by the demons. I could feel Multipus struggling against the heroes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My mind instantly felt the hammering, as the Comet’s Core assaulted me with it’s presence. Lumoof winced, as he too shared my burden of facing the Comet’s Will.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We need to keep going.” Lumoof repeated. “We must be doing something right.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">Multipus twisted its tentacles, and doing so, dragged the heroes along. It sted attacks their way, and it spread demonic magic into the crystals around it. Each time it does so, more of the Comet’swork of tunnels copsed and crumbled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Each of the demon king’s attack, a creature made of tremendous demonic mana, and in Multipus’s case, also void and core mana, began to leave tangible ripples in the Comet’s bubble of space.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Comet, an object traveling through the sea of void, started to experience turbulence.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Comet’s reality began to tear apart.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***
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