The guards and soldiers peer at the command officer Platoon Commander Frishk, "so sir what do you want done?" he peer at the ashes of the malformed ritual.
He Narrow his gaze. "considering the size and scale it Free to assume every one of those hamlet are ghost hamlets." he ponder "We'll sanctify the land to stop this in the future who know how many souls will try to amalgamate,"
Aware of the gap created from malformed ritual such as this "the Ritualist likely perished from the amalgamation and become part of the malformation before."
the soldier who was told to evacuate curious "Soo what was the Panic about just a bit ago?" he get a response "several recon tent Went silent, After all little of observing the hamlet So we were desperate to get any information on what was happening."
He Nod "Let's move." Getting in the heavier all-terrain Vehicle "Did you manage to get any course downwards?" The recon shakes his head,
"And all our magician are on the other lines?" One of the men question it. "Is our line falling behind so far?" he respond "well we don't have Eurgustine, or Madam Milcah with us. Several other points have the Commanders,
"We are the weakest point hence the knight of Aurora. We must clear this zone to continue the expansion in Preparation for the attack on. Arrun.
Slamming down his weapon, "So we have to find a way down from here." They Nod Realizing Very well that what did that left many souls unbounded. Should they merge we may deal with something far more Damaging than anything else.
Malformed capable of becoming eldritch beacons that call out to Far stronger being than even their lord. Though still on Even grounds to them in A sense of the word.
They move the recon succeeding rapidly as they do discover a pathway downwards, to them the cliff each a section of a crescent shape to a degree. They move downward in their vehicle, move slowly in case they run into prominent amalgamation.
They search the area "decorated." bellow howls of agony shifting upon the hamlet's ground, they narrow their gaze. "OH, FUCK!"
"THE SENSORY JUST LIT UP LIKE A FUCKING CHRISMAS TREE SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!" the man pressing button in the moving outpost
"I see." They all realize it quite readily. "mass casualty Ritual that called upon that greater abomination and numerous lessens the Sorcery either got absorbed or Escaped."
Since it was Malformed Ritual, "then let's get to killing them." the guns are locked and loaded, they narrow their gaze and move to the first hamlet "HANNNNGH!" the amalgamation, blobs of flesh contorting and twisting boney and Sharp,
Screeching erupts from them, rushing madly towards them in its mutating horror, as the fire Erupts outwards, Slamming into the amalgamation but as if made of parasite the bullet crashes against the flesh tearing it at point.
yet it reform like a sticky Gel, Fusing its own injuries back together like a brutal, patchwork method, firing consistently as the flesh amalgamation are broken apart and reform growing weaker and weaker as the rain of bullets Slams down upon them,
The Knight of Aurora speaks as Aurora envelop the weapons. As the bullets erupt, Exploding on Impact the flesh destroy more reloading as they are suppressed.
The howling agony deteriorate distorting as the moving blob of moulding flesh crawls Fired off once more than it turns to Ash.
"fucking resistant blobs of soul," the Aurora knight moving into the Hamlet as they look over the entire Hamlet, searching through the few houses finding No ritualism.
Like you'd expect, From a hamlet to summon the malformed abomination, he peers at the grounds. "We will Sanctify it; however this is not the source of the ritual that was cast."
The AUrora knight Wielding their words as they speak in the tongue of the Aurora, Octavius responds. the Aura Of magnetic pull pressing out as it twinkle in Rainbow from the potent Might.
The ground pierced as the Malformed souls are destroyed freed of the shackles that tied them to this world. "it a surprise this world has those ritual from the Lord word. They shouldn't even have the border instability for it."
the motion growing as they move from hamlet to hamlet, burning massive amounts of Ammos dealing with the Malformed.
"this is taking far too long. Are we yet to find the source." the Aurora knight responds. "it underground, likely at the centre, in a cave this appear to be a dugout magic circle to encompass all the hamlets. surprisingly would require Necromancy."
That would be required for the amount of manpower it would take to dig out Such a vast circle." The Aurora narrow there eyes behind the helmet. "These souls didn't even know how it happened."
The lack of bodies proving as much the mass of them consumed by the malformed, "then let us head to the centre area and dig. It shouldn't take too long to find it. That or the outer area this ritual Circle should've enveloped at-least the 50 hamlets; the other might've just gotten Devoured.
The Aurora knight pointing "The middle if it a grand ritual should be that way." pinpointing a centre between the numerous hamlets, Spread out with miles of forest between them unable to bind to form a village or City.
Especially not with the extensive taxes required by the Empire, their Sacrifices to supply the war machine, They head following where the Aurora knights point until they reach it the dead centre. "hooo."
A small cabin conceal by trees quite literally part of them, to hide its existence. "So, it wouldn't be easy to spot. I thought it be a tunnel, not a complete cabin,
They open the door. "Zero traps. Looks like something trigger them all." They move into the simplistic cabin clearly to Normal to not be hiding something.
He peers around it. "This look more antiquated than I suspected." The aurora knight claps his hands together. "Break!"
Cracking spreads across the entire Cabin shattering at once as a numerable Step rest below them. "That is half the damn the house!"
The Aurora knight nods "that kind of illusion Isn't something an intermediate necromancy can Do." The knights draw their sword pressing a button as several bora knight Appear the blink knights "sooo can I assume this is a bit higher tier than originally expected captain Lendell."
He nods. "either a high-ranking necromancer or A half step illusionist dabbling in the Art of the dead either are quite annoying if they haven't been amalgamated.
The concern Fairly high. "Then let's move on. This is dispelled, We'll be able to find the source of this ritual."