Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem-Chapter 582: Aerial Warfare
Flames ignited at my fingertips and shot forward, launching into the crowd of lionkin below. [Bouncing Flames] leaped from one beast to the next in a fiery chain reaction. Screams erupted as fur and flesh ignited, making the javelin handlers collapse, trying their best to extinguish the fire. Discover hidden content at novelbuddy
Before they could recover, I unleashed [Icicle Barrage] upon them. Shards of razor-sharp ice tore through their panicked ranks—blood sprayed across the carts as more lionkin fell. The gorgeous symphony of kill notifications was already ringing in my mind, making my heart race with joy.
[You’ve slain level 16 Malkor. You’ve gained 1,003 XP.]
[You’ve slain level 19 Khael. You’ve gained 1,279 XP.]
[You’ve slain level 21 Zarn. You’ve gained 1,418 XP.]
[You’ve slain level 14 Feronar. You’ve gained 892 XP.]
[You’ve slain level 11 Xandros. You’ve gained 207 XP.]
[Level: 27. XP 86,172/91,733] -> [Level 28. XP 238 /119253]
I immediately invested my five Free Attribute Points gained from the level-up into Magic, reaching 125 value in the stat.
Once done with investing my points, I couldn’t help but take notice of the fact that the logistics were left to the lowest level of them. Nonetheless, they were relatively high-level compared to my 27, so they still gave some XP. As my father used to say, "Those who do not appreciate small blessings will never receive greater ones."
I was extremely grateful for the XP donations they blessed me with.
We neared the ground fast, but BunBun flipped mid-dive, catching a gust beneath her feet to stabilize our descent.
Javelins suddenly whistled toward us from the lionkin who recognized the grave threat we posed to them.
"Can you stay close? I need close proximity for the spell I want to unleash next."
"Roger!" she chirped, clearly enjoying the fact that instead of a boring archer, her rider was a mighty magician hurling deadly spells with great AoE capabilities one after the other.
I thrust both hands toward the masses down below and cast [Shockwave]. Lightning erupted violently from my fingertips, shooting through the lionkin, frying their muscles and dropping several where they stood.
Numerous dings sounded in my head, but I no longer paid attention to them. I would have time to check once I was done collecting XP. For now, my focus was best used on killing as many lionkin as possible.
Javelins kept coming, but BunBun seemed to be hellbent on drastically changing my perception of her usefulness. She zigzagged, masterfully dodging with her highly trained aerial agility. The panicked girl who was desperately running for her life while screaming and crying was nowhere to be seen, replaced by my very own flying horse—my pegasus. Truly, BunBun was just like a horse. Dumb as sin but when directed on what to do, she was invaluable.
Her displayed acrobatics also told me that [Sky Hopper] was a stronger spell than my [Airwalk]. It not only allowed the rabbitkin to traverse the skies, but also transformed their legs, greatly enhancing their springiness.
Now that the logistics were taken care of, our best course of action was to steer clear of the strongest lionkin as they had the remaining javelins. The other aerial fighters could soak up the projectiles for us. Instead, I directed BunBun toward the tunnel entrance where the fight was already ongoing by the time we arrived. Numerous lionkin were grouped together in an attempt to push into the resistance’s dwellings.
Their roars echoed against the walls, mixing with the sounds of fierce battles and the pained cries of the wounded. The sheer number of enemies bunched together made them the perfect target.
"Release me right into their midst."
My command was not met with any ’Are you sure?’ questions, BunBun merely listened obediently.
"Roger!"
She adjusted her position midair, ensuring I had a clear drop right onto the largest concentration of lionkin.
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Gravity helped as it grabbed onto my body, making me plummet straight toward my enemies. I was greeted by their wide, golden eyes full of disbelief as an ominous figure clad in black fell into their midst.
I made no small talk nor was I boasting. Instead, as soon as my feet reached the ground, I clapped my hands together and shouted, "[Magma Burst]!"
A deafening explosion erupted all around me. I was the catalyst of the mayhem, standing in the center of it all while being left untouched.
Molten lava spewed forth in a violent burst, scorching everything in its immediate path. The intense heat and searing magma ignited flesh and bones alike. Lionkin warriors screamed as the molten residue clung to them, burning relentlessly.
Numerous dings echoed in my mind as the satisfying kill confirmations poured in, all the while I emotionlessly observed their corpses that were desecrated beyond recognition and listened to the death throes of those who were still fighting for their lives as magma burned them mercilessly.
Despite the devastation, not all of them had fallen.
The mightiest among them had either shrugged off the attack while others have been simply outside its deadly radius. The axe-wielding giant lionkin—the one who had earlier torn down the defenses—stood amidst the scorched remnants, his golden mane seemed to be burnt but otherwise, he suffered no injuries. He snarled before lunging at me with fury.
Several other elite warriors did the same.
I had no intention of staying for a prolonged fight, knowing I had to fight with utmost efficiency if I wanted to gain enough levels to be allowed to undertake the next Primordial Rank-up Mission by the end of this event. Fighting a losing battle against these beasts who were stronger than me was the exact opposite of efficiency.
To that end, I bent my knees and launched myself high into the air, narrowly evading a devastating axe swipe that split the ground where I’d stood.
"BunBun!"
I didn’t even need to shout her name, for the bunny girl was already in motion. She’d been observing my actions from the skies with keen eyes, searching for the perfect moment to intervene.
With surprising strength for someone her size, BunBun grabbed my arms as I ascended and threw me high into the air while grunting, "Hya!"
For a few moments, I didn’t understand why she threw me above her.
However, as I watched the girl’s form below me, things quickly became clear when she hopped toward me and just at the right time, turned around and caught my lower thighs while I grabbed onto her shoulders, perfectly re-mounting her.
"Did you learn this?" I asked, eliciting some proud giggling from the girl.
"Hehe! BunBun was taught aerial mounting, but not without a harness!"
I see, so she was a natural. I did feel that this bunny was a great talent among her people based on what I’ve seen from other rabbitkin.
"Ready for the next round?" I asked.
"Yes!"
"Ascend high then, I’ll look for our next targets."
The next few minutes were spent as such, we farmed tons of XP. My tactics combined with the aerial supremacy we enjoyed thanks to BunBun’s prodigious sky-hopping talents, our job was mostly seamless.
However, that wasn’t meant to last.
"They’re here at long last!"
"The Sunfang didn’t abandon us!"
"Time to turn the tides!"
Numerous lionkin cheers sounded, and for a good reason.
The unmistakable roar of true monsters filled the skies, drawing many pairs of eyes toward them. A formation of a hundred lionkin riders mounted atop real wyverns tore through the clouds.
Although I hadn’t met a living wyvern before, I could recognize them because the one displayed in Aldoria’s Adventurer’s Guild looked just like this one. They used the head of the wyvern as a trophy, under which I could distinctly remember the text that stated, "Felgaris the Dreaded - Juvenile wyvern slain by the Scarlet Lilies." (Author: see chapter 56.)
Indeed, it was Lilith and her adventurer group, the ladies who sat behind me during the Grand Auction, who’d slain and donated it to the guild branch. Based on the size of these monsters in comparison to the trophy, these ones were likely juvenile wyverns as well. I imagined taming an adult one was beyond the means of the lionkin.
An excited grin found its way to my lips.
Fighting for aerial supremacy against wyvern-riding lionkin warriors…
Just how amazing has my life become after being transmigrated to this beyond-awesome world?
With a joyously beating heart akin to mighty war drums, I brought my ghostly blue saber out of my storage ring, collected the souls of my slain enemies, and readied myself mentally to face the lionkin reinforcements.
