
Templar knights led by Priest Fretlen began to look for signs of the former summoning ritual. Amidst the quest, Priest Fretlen as the only one who could use magic was able to sense traces of Mana around the cave.
“What exactly did they call to make them lose their lives?” Fretlen muttered in wonder as he examined the sacrificial altar, then turned his head towards the corpses. “Even between them, only finger count can use magic.”
From the scattered corpses, Fretlen could sense among those who had mana.
“Is it because they lack Mana so use the soul instead?” fretlen. “If yes, what kind of creatures do they call?”
Fretlen then walked out towards the mouth of the cave. Then when he got there, among the corpses, he began to chant magic spells muttering. Suddenly a blue aura spread from him.
“Because of you,” Fretlen said as the blue aura formed a line like a trace on the ground. “In this way we only need to call the paladin order to take care of it.”
“Brother Fretlen, what did you just do?” asked Rodrik who had come down from his horse.
“I used magic to read the Mana traces of other creatures and here is the result,” explained Fretlen then pointed towards the blue line above ground level. “And this is a trace of the creature they called.”
“Excellent,” says Rodrik. “Then what are you waiting for, let's catch the creature.”
“Wait, it looks like we are not enough to catch the creature,” said Fretlen then turned to look at the corpse that was lying on the ground. “The creature is so powerful, that it takes hundreds of souls to call him here.”
“Hmmm, but we never know, do we?” said Rodrik and began to climb back to his horse which had been held by other knights.
“Therefore we should not fight the creature,” said Fretlen trying to stop Rodrik's horse. “After all, our task is only to hunt down the pagans instead of fighting monsters or daemons like the paladin order, or even summoned magic creatures that we don't even know what we are like.”
“Brother Fretlen, I have been on the battlefield even long before you started becoming a priest. Then believe in my abilities as well as the other knight members. Wait, don't tell me, do you underestimate the knights of the templar order?” rodrik said and made Fretlen give up and be silent a thousand words.
They began to walk towards the trail that had been shown by Fretlen.
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Slatanis was currently sitting on the edge of the lake while cooling her legs.
“Hmmm I want to swim, but I don't know yet what creatures are in this lake,” muttered Slatanis while daydreaming and wiggling his legs in the water.
Slatanis then stood up and began to open his inventory in the form of a black hole the size of a head, but could change its size depending on what items are removed or inserted. From there he can feel whatever objects are in it very accurately and surely, without the display screen and writings.
“Hap!” Slatanis Suddenly full naked. “Hehehe, it can be.”
Slatanis has just used the feature in its inventory, which is to use and remove directly as in the game.
“And this is also what makes me more doubtful, whether this world is from woc or not.”
Slatanis then slowly tried to look down, and his gaze was covered by his twin mountains. The blushing red color of the tip of the mountains also looks so soft and cute.
“Wow,” Slatanis was stunned, then slowly his two hands started touching the mountain. “Hmmm chewy as in general. Besides, isn't in the game something like this nothing huh? But maybe because this is the real world, age restrictions do not apply. As well as cooldown on spell and skill.”
“Hnggh~,” des*ah Slatanis suddenly when his finger touched a sensitive spot accidentally. “Dangerous, I shouldn't have done this.”
And he came back wearing his clothes.
“Then what about restrictions and penalties on items and equipment?” Slatanist. “If it is not implemented into this world, then it is very profitable for me.”
A restriction is a prohibition or restriction that exists in every class and race. It is in the game solely for balancing. For example, a class of mages cannot use swords and bows unless there is a certain enchantment, or a Daemon race that cannot use artifacts of sacred elements unless there is a certain enchantment.
While penalty is a restriction or punishment that exists on certain effects. For example, a sword that has an enchantment effect [dark element] that can only be active if the user is a race of daemons, devils, undead or vampires. If it is outside of that, then the effect will not be active.
Slatanis took out an ordinary sword, then started using it and swung it forward. The sword did not fall from his hand. Then to add to his confidence, he tried to slash the tree.
The fuuuzzz!
The tree was hit by a sword damage deep enough.
“Wow,” says Slatanis stunned. “It turns out that restriction does not apply in the real world. Next is penalty.”
He also pulled out another weapon. It was a falchion sword with a black blade, and with the effect of black lightning enveloping the sword. Inside this sword were three enchantments with one enchantment limited only to the warlock and battlemage classes.
The first enchantment was a level 7 [Hell Lightning] magic that was limited to Daemon races or higher. The second enchantment is an effect of [unbreakable] that has no restrictions. While the third enchantment is level 8 magic [death curse] which is limited to warlock and battlemage. Overall this sword has user restrictions by the Mage class only, and if it is used by other than that, then the effects will not be active.
This sword is named, Azazel’s Heritance. This sword is the costume weapon, which someone made rather than obtained from the results of quest or raid rewards. Although this sword was player-made, it actually had a physical attack and was able to deal damage of the level of Mythical Artifact. And Slatanis gets this sword from his ERP payoff along with a lonely gaymer.
“Yaps, the other two are active without obstacles except [death curse],” Slatanis said looking disappointed on his face. “It looks like the penalty is still valid in the real world.”
With his disappointed face, he brandished his weapon forward lazily, then swung the sword diagonally from top right to bottom left.
Wuuzh!
The wind generated by the sword cut several trees in front of it while scorching the trees like being struck by lightning with the enchantment [hell lightning] implemented in it. The lightning that grabbed the trees was still seen grabbing the surrounding area.
“Very dangerous weapons,” Slatanis said.
‘Mumpung already like this, I will try to use two weapons that should not be used dual,’ he thought while taking out his magic wand.
The magic wand had a pink handle, with the tip of it contained a pink crystal ball as well. This magic wand has a basic attack in the form of level 5 magic [Shockwave Bullet]. This magic is a transparent ball that is fired at the target, then when the balls touch the target, then a shock wave is created.
This magic wand is the result of a quest conducted by Slatanis with Rare Artifact class level. This level of magic was named, Protector of Fragile Succubus.
“In the game, using two weapons that should not be used as duality is something that cannot be done. Therefore, I always play the switch weapon tactic whenever things turn out to be unfavorable.” said Slatanis while pointing his sword in his right hand forward while still holding his magic wand in his left hand.
Uhwhh!! Blars!!
Simultaneously, Slatanis grabbed his sword and produced the same effect as before while shooting magic from his staff with magic that managed to come out.
“Oke, means I can still use both without using the switch weapon tactic, hehehe,” Slatanis.
Meanwhile, not far from where Slatanis tried his weapons, forty knights templar and a priest witnessed the frightening thing.
“How? Still want to attack such a creature?” ask Fretlen to Rodrik.
“Hmmm, it seems like we better just leave everything to the paladin. Let's go back,” Rodrik said calmly but his face looked worried. “I never thought a half-Minotaur could be that strong.”
“Iya .. as we know, the minotaur is the race with the strongest physical strength in the world. Even Trolls and Giants can't match them,” Fretlen added. "Added, it seems that the creature has magic power as well."
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Slatanis also stopped doing his experimental activities, while everything has been ascertained with certainty even though the results remain ambiguous.
“One thing that must be ensured that whether this world is woc or not is to go to settlements or cities, then recognize its name. Yes ... it looks like it will be quite easy to do,” Slatanis said.
‘Hopefully the inhabitants of this world have no problem with this horn,’ thought Slatanis while holding both horns.
“Good .. [fly]!” Slatanis Pun used his flying magic and started taking off and flying towards an uncertain direction in search of a settlement.
A few moments later, he arrived outside precisely at the edge of the forest. From above, he was able to see the horizon clearly and from there he found a fortified city from a distance.
“Hahhh~ finally met as well,” said Slatanis was relieved, then looked down. “Hmmm, is that a main road? More than that, the road is composed of natural rocks .. yaps, it looks like this world is in medieval times.”
‘But how do I get into that city? I'm afraid they'll ask for my ID,’ thought Slatanis. 'I could have flown there anyway, but what if they had air defenses that used magic?'
Slatanis turned to his left, and from a distance saw a group that looked like a group of caravans. Then to further clarify and close his vision like a binocular, he also used his level 6 magic named [eagle eye].
“It looks like they are a group of caravans with ... one .. two ... there are 12 carts of caravans, and around them is, wah, hehehe thank goodness they are diverse, which indicates that they will not judge my horns,” Slatanis said, then landed by the side of the road.
‘Alright, rather than having to bet with life to get to that city, while I still don't know how advanced their magic is. Especially considering that this world also has other species or races besides humans,’ thought Slatanis while standing waiting for the caravan to arrive.
“Wait a minute, then what about the language they use?” Slatanist. “Tsk, to hell with language, even ancient nations no one can directly understand each other.”
Slatanis began to wait .. and he waited long enough.
“Aahhh~ why so long,” said Slatanis while sitting on the grass.
Until finally the caravan was already nearby. Slatanis immediately stood up, and immediately showed his thumbs to the road. But unlike in the modern world, which has a vehicle with high speed. In this world, they still use carts and horses, so Slatanis even waited long enough while he continued to lift his thumb forward.
“OK, somehow this is so embarrassing,” Slatanis said as he looked towards the slow-moving caravan.
A group of caravans following with bodyguards from various races finally arrived near Slatanis. Among his bodyguards, there were Orcs, Dwarves, humans and Lizardmen. Caravan bearers are humans and catfolk.
“Fantasy world is indeed the best,” muttered Slatanis smiling widely with a feeling of passion.
“Hey, why are women like you alone here?” ask a bodyguard lizardman.
“Are you lost miss?” ask a bodyguard.
‘Either why I could understand their words,’ thought Slatanis while his expression was still mesmerized.
“Hmmm, can I join you guys?” ask Slatanis.
“Ya, please. If you want to go to the city of Alundris, that too,” said a Catfolk caravan carrier.
'Alundris? Ah, that name is not from WoC. So ... This world is another world huh?' Slatanist.
“Ah, thank you,” said Slatanis and started walking with the group.
Slatanis also began to walk with them to the city of Alundris.
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Sequence of grade/rank/level equipment and items : Common < Uncommon < Rare < Highly Rare < Super Rare < Epic < Rare Artifact < Epic Artifact < Legendary < Mythical < Legendary Artifact < Mythical Artifact < Mythical Artifact < God/Divine god/divine Artifacts.
Sequence of spell tiers: level 1 to 10 || skill level sequence and passive effect: Low Tier to High Tier.