NOVEL WEB Chapter 5: The Magic Repeater
EeDeChi curiously examined Pilar, a bald wizard with a gray stubble beard and a face covered in wrinkles and dark spots like dried pine bark. His black wizard's robe was embroidered with twisted red lines that formed strange, symbol-like patterns.
His hands were as withered as dead tree branches, holding a pitch-black staff. At the staff's top was a white skull with two flickering, dark red flames in its eye sockets, giving it an eerie look.
EeDeChi pointed at the bandits in front of her and said, "You guys have Justice Values ranging from -100 to -500. Wiping you all out is justified."
In this world, there's a concept known as Innate Talent. An Innate Talent is a power one is born with, and almost one in every two hundred people possesses one in this world. Most of these talents are simple and convenient, like weather forecasting, with only a few being powerful and rare skills.
When EeDeChi arrived here, she discovered she had an Innate Talent—she could see everyone's Justice Value. (In the anime Overlord, it is also called Karma.)
If she uses her Talent, in her view, every person has a number floating above their head, ranging from -500 to +500. Based on her experience, Justice Value roughly corresponds to a person's morality as follows:
-500: Extremely Evil
-400: Evil
-300: Very Evil
-200: Wicked
-50: Neutral
0: Neutral
+50: Neutral
+150: Good
+300: Extremely Good
For instance, the bald wizard holding the skull staff had a Justice Value of -460, indicating extreme evil. He must have harmed many innocent lives.
Seeing EeDeChi's curious gaze, Pilar felt a surge of anger. It had been a long time since anyone dared to look at him so rudely. Even the most daring outlaws in his gang never had the audacity to look him in the eye.
EeDeChi made the first move, waving her hand to cast a newly learned attack spell.
1st Tier Magic: Ice Cone.
A surge of icy blue energy gathered at her fingertips, then solidified into a sharp ice cone, shooting toward Pilar.
Pilar sneered, his staff striking the ground and forming a faint shield. The sharp ice cone shattered into pieces upon hitting the shield, failing to touch Pilar even slightly.
Seeing Pilar effortlessly block her magic, EeDeChi's eyes brightened. She commanded, "Interesting. You're the Magic Caster, right? Come on, use your highest-tier magic on me. Don't hold back."
It wasn't that EeDeChi enjoyed being attacked; she had been operating on the fringes of human civilization since arriving in this world and had only ever seen 2nd Tier magic. Now that she had the rare chance to face a "Great Magic Caster," she wanted to test her limits and assess her own abilities.
"Are you trying to get yourself killed?" Pilar was completely enraged. He raised his staff and unleashed his most powerful spell, aiming to obliterate the girl in one blow.
3rd Tier Magic: Hellfire Serpent!
A crimson fire serpent erupted from the top of his staff, crossing several meters in an instant and wrapping EeDeChi in blazing flames.
Aaron watched in horror as EeDeChi, engulfed in flames from head to toe, reminded him of George, who had just been reduced to a charred skeleton. He couldn't help but mourn silently for the girl.
As the flames gradually subsided, the crowd was stunned once again: EeDeChi stood unharmed. If not for the scorched grass around her, no one would believe she had been surrounded by intense fire!
"This is Mid-tier Magic Immunity!" Pilar took a deep breath. He realized he had finally met a challenging opponent.
This EeDeChi, a human with the Mid-tier Magic Immunity typically found in high-level magical beasts, was indeed a troublesome adversary.
"Hmph, keep being arrogant, but in the end, you're just a human. Mid-tier Magic Immunity, huh? Let's see if you can handle High-tier magic!" Pilar raised his staff and began to chant, preparing to unleash his ultimate spell that he had mastered over his entire life to defeat this arrogant human.
The skull at the top of his staff, once dark and empty, suddenly erupted with red light. The eerie glow flickered like ghostly flames in the eye sockets, radiating magic through the surrounding space, spreading in ripples like concentric circles.
Pilar's close-protection bandit allies instinctively stepped back, wary of the magic's potential to affect them.
EeDeChi frowned, took out a pen from her pocket, and pointed it at the casting Pilar, saying:
"The Magic Repeater."
The Magic Repeater? Pilar was momentarily stunned. Was that the name of a spell? He had never heard of it before.
To stay informed in battle, Pilar had studied all mainstream magic in the world, whether or not he could use it. He was well-versed in the casting forms and effects of even cleric's Divine Magic.
But what kind of spell was "The Magic Repeater"?
He glanced around but saw no magical effect and sensed no fluctuation of magic power. EeDeChi stood there, looking dazed, holding what appeared to be a steel pen, pointing it at him.
Just bluffing? Pilar felt a surge of irritation. A nameless little adventurer daring to mock him. Die in agony! He brought his staff down forcefully.
5th Tier Magic: Death God's Reflection!
A piercing shriek echoed from all directions in the forest, as if demons from hell were screaming.
A thick, blood-red mist gushed from the eyes of the skull atop the staff, filling the sky. The mist then transformed into a giant humanoid figure cloaked in red, its arms spreading slowly like the grim reaper reaching out, heading towards EeDeChi in the clearing!
The red mist engulfed EeDeChi like a deluge of blood. The surrounding bandits panicked and fled, fearing that the drifting red fog would catch them.
Pilar leaned on his staff, smugly awaiting the dissipating red mist, eager to admire his masterpiece after unleashing his ultimate spell.
At this moment, EeDeChi should have been lying on the ground, her eyes bulging and bleeding, her limbs twisted grotesquely. The absence of her screams suggested she might have bitten off her own tongue in her final agony.
Pilar reveled in the thought of this insolent fool's miserable death, feeling a twinge of satisfaction.
A gentle breeze rustled through the forest, gradually dispersing the blood-red mist. The grass on the ground had completely withered, and the surrounding trees seemed to have entered winter early, their leaves fallen, leaving only bare branches pointing at the gray sky.
Nearby, a thief who had inhaled some of the red mist clutched his throat, writhing and convulsing on the ground.
"Achoo!" Amid the fading red mist, a sneeze was heard.
EeDeChi remained standing, holding a pen in her hand.
"Achoo!" She sneezed again, sending out two streams of red mist from her nostrils, as if silently mocking Pilar.
"This… this is impossible!" Pilar's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He screamed through his gray lips, "How is this possible! How is this possible! How could you be immune to my High-tier magic!" Pilar was on the brink of despair!
But soon, he was completely doomed.
After sneezing, EeDeChi pointed her pen at the thieves standing in place and said, "Start repeating."
5th Tier Magic: Death God's Reflection!
5th Tier Magic: Death God's Reflection!
5th Tier Magic: Death God's Reflection!
5th Tier Magic: Death God's Reflection!
5th Tier Magic: Death God's Reflection!
5th Tier Magic: Death God's Reflection!
The deathly red mist surged and roiled, as if blood was overflowing throughout the space. The red-cloaked reaper spread across the entire forest.
The once sunny sky darkened instantly, becoming ominously gloomy. The forest turned into a hell of demonic wails, filled with heart-wrenching screams—both the shrieks of demons and the agonized howls of thieves.
Captain Aaron of the cavalry tried to escape the area, but his legs trembled uncontrollably, and his once firmly held knight's sword fell to the ground. He sank to his knees in the red mist inferno, prepared to face death.
"Huh? That Justice Value 153 boy, don't just lie there playing dead!" In the midst of despair, Aaron heard a girl's voice calling from a distance, and then felt someone rush to his side and drag him out of the red mist.
(Note:The number of repeats is: 11 - spell tier. For example, a 5th-tier spell has a repeat count of 11 - 5 = 6)