Masteria Online: Shattering the Dark God's Grand Scheme-Chapter 177 - To trivialize

While Lena was busy nearly killing herself over and over again in increasingly creative ways, Lumi’s own experience of the battlefield was... significantly simpler. In certain regards, it wasn’t easy, but it was certainly simple.

"Lance of Light! Lance of Light! Lance of Light!"

He didn’t stop, because there wasn’t really a reason to. The entire battlefield had already devolved into the same chaotic mess as before. There were pixies teleporting, spells flying, and random engagements breaking out and dissolving within seconds. There was no structure, no lines, no cohesion, nothing but chaos.

Which meant his role remained exactly the same. To spam spells. To flood the battlefield with pure, uninterrupted, relentless spam.

And it worked.

Ding!

[EXP +204]

[EXP +187]

[EXP +231]

[EXP +199]

The notifications kept coming in at a steady pace, stacking on top of each other as his lances disrupted fights all across the battlefield. That was enough.

Ding!

[Level Up! 39 -> 40]

Another level. He didn’t even pause. Opening his stat panel mid-cast, he continued casting as normal as he allocated points almost absentmindedly.

Torment was at level 17. With three points...

[Torment - Convergence Skill: 20/20]

Nothing special partially happened. All the locked subskills for torment were still locked.

[Locked.]

[Command Grab: 500 Int Required.]

[Command Push: 1000 Int Required.]

With Torment maxed, his next points had an obvious destination, Spell Expert. It was a passive skill. It was boring compared to something like Torment, but it was efficient. It gave raw stats which were always useful.

With his final skill point, he stuffed it into Spell Expert.

[Spell Expert - Neutral Skill: 4/10]

"Lance of Light! Lance of Light! Lance of Light!"

After a while...

Ding!

[Level Up! 40 -> 41]

He levelled up again, faster than expected. He didn’t question it. The sheer density of the battlefield, combined with his strategy, meant he was effectively leeching experience from dozens, sometimes hundreds of engagements simultaneously. It added up quickly.

He opened the panel again. Four points, all into Spell Expert.

[Spell Expert - Neutral Skill: 8/10]

[Attack Speed +1. Magic Attack +6. Damage +10%]

"Lance of Light! Lance of Light! Lance of Light!"

He continued. And again... time passed. The battle dragged on in the same grinding, chaotic manner as before.

Of course, things didn’t always go perfectly. Despite Lena’s best efforts, and she was putting in a lot of effort, there were moments where enemies slipped through. There were many pixies who ignored the chaos, noticed him, and decided that the annoying human in the backline needed to die.

At first, those moments had been somewhat tense. Now? Not really.

A pixie blinked into existence behind him, claws mid swing. Lumi didn’t even turn around fully.

"Dark Drop."

The spell activated, but the pixie had never heard of Dark Drop. It teleported upwards, directly into the attack.

"Ahh!"

Lumi shook his head. "Void Sphere."

The sphere formed at near point blank range, erasing the pixie.

[EXP +312]

Lumi didn’t even look at the aftermath.

"Lance of Light!"

Another one. Another pixie tried only to be met with the same result.

"Dark Drop. Void Sphere."

At some point, the encounters stopped being worth noting. They weren’t fights anymore. The ones that mattered were stopped by Lena, and honestly, his level was getting pretty high. They were becoming mere interruptions, handled swiftly.

Clean, efficient, and honestly... a bit boring.

That was a small problem.

Lumi felt it more and more as time went on, the restriction, the limitation. He only had a handful of spells he could realistically use right now.

Sure, it was optimal. It was objectively, mathematically optimal, but that didn’t make it feel good. It felt stifling, like being forced to solve every problem with the same three tools even when you knew there were other options, other approaches, other possibilities.

He ignored it, because efficiency came first. But the discomfort was there. It was alright back when he had no one to share the truth with, but now that he was open regarding the truth of Masteria with a few people, he felt the need to break from the system more and more every day.

Eventually, though, something changed.

The flow of battle shifted. It wasn’t immediately obvious, but as time passed, more loyalist pixies were retreating from engagements and more of Seyen’s forces were pushing forward.

The loyalists were losing. They were being pushed back. For the first time, in the Queen’s reign, a traitor force was actually prevailing against her, causing her to be the ones retreating.

"Fall back! Regroup!"

A voice rang out across the battlefield. Last time, it had been Seyen giving that order. This time, it was the Queen herself..

Just like before, the pixies just began to leave.

And just like before, Seyen’s forces attempted to pursue, and it didn’t really work. There were the same exact problems. The same lack of structure, the same inability to identify targets once the chaos stopped.

Seyen had won, practically speaking. It wasn’t absolute or clean, but it was a victory, and more importantly, the queen retreated.

That was effectively giving up her throne. That said, there would still be at least one more battle, one Lumi looked forward to.

Lumi exhaled slightly, lowering his wand as the fighting ended. He checked the time.

Five hours.

That was how long the engagement had lasted, which meant three hours remained.

Three hours.

He considered it. Staying here was pointless. The battle was over, and the aftermath, recruitment, regrouping, whatever else, was irrelevant to him.

The vault was tempting, very tempting, especially with Lena’s enthusiasm, but three hours wasn’t enough for something like that.

So instead, he thought of something else, there was something overdue.

Their equipment. Specifically, their wands.

It had been a while. Their wands have been given to them by Merath. That wand had been exceptional for its time, designed for those who were level ten. It was so well-made that it was about as effective as a standard level thirty wand. For most people, that would have been more than enough.

But they weren’t most people, and they weren’t aiming for normal.

The problem was obvious, though. They were in the middle of a forest, thousands of feet in the air, surrounded by pixies. Even if they could get to a store, there was no guarantee of any upgrade.

However, Lumi had a plan...