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Advent of the Three Calamities

[From the Author of Author's POV...] Emotions are like a drug to us. The more we experience them, the more we become addicted. The hardest part is not letting them consume us. But it's already too late for me. I've already been swallowed whole. *** I had no knowledge of the game. I was meant to have died. And yet, I found myself in this situation. A game I had never played before. A character I was unfamiliar with, and... A world that seemed to want to swallow me whole with every move I made. What the hell is going on? ...and who am I? *** Discord : https://discord.gg/PEbN7fc2ww

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Different but the same [1]

There were disadvantages to the threads. 

One such disadvantage was the fact that if one paid close enough attention, they'd be able to tell exactly where they were. 

This was especially true when I combined [Hands of Malady] with Etherweave. The moment I combined the two, detecting the threads was almost a certainty. At the very least, to mages. Those that specialized in [Body] were less sensitive to the surrounding mana. 

For that reason, I came up with a better way to use them. 

"...." 

I stared at my hand. 

Four threads were hovering. In particular, my attention was on one thread where the very tip of it was purple. 

"....Distraction." 

Indeed, since it was easier to detect threads that were joined with [Hands of Malady] I used one as a distraction while I connected the other threads around in the meantime.

By the time he had realized that something was wrong, it was already too late. 

"....."