MMORPG: Rebirth of the Mortal Online - Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Transformation Magick
Thunder rumbled across the dark clouds, and silvery lightning danced across the turbulent sky.

Large waves rocked the ship back and forth.

The waves were turning dangerously high.

The mercenaries, with crimson cloaks on their backs, launched their attacks throughout the air.

Amella pointed her umbrella, with the canopy in front, towards the attacks and twirled it around, which caused a gush of wind that sent the attacks away from her.

“Argh!” Digby used his Super Jump, appeared behind her, and brought his sword down towards her back.

The sword cut through her dress and left a bleeding wound on her pink-skinned back that didn’t have any previous scars.

“Ah!”

Amella plummeted down towards the raging waters below, but then she took a hold of her umbrella and opened it just in time to slow her fall and safely land on the surface of the sea.

At that moment, a tall, five-meter-high wave came behind her, enough to engulf her completely.

Her eyes opened in surprise, and she quickly closed her umbrella and fell down to the sea with a loud splash.

The wave landed at the side of the ship and almost made it capsize, but a few mercenaries were able to hold onto the railing and steady the ship.

“Where did she go?!” Valora shouted. “Does anyone have eyes on her?”

Everyone was looking over the railing, but no one saw anyone in the water below.

Digby landed back on the deck with fresh blood dripping down from his cold steel blade.

“Guild master!” Zahn came to him with his sword drawn. “Good hit! Do you think she is dead?”

“Unlikely.” Digby said. “I now know a few things about her level of three powers.”

“Oh?”

Others looked at him.

“She has clearly reached level four in Kiryoku. It basically allows her mind to expand further, she can also separate her mind from her body and that way she’ll be able to see everything that’s happening near her. All sneak attacks are usually impossible against them.

“However, it looks like she had just recently reached level four, her control is lacking, and she can’t properly use it in battle.

“Her level of Magick is still unknown to me, and her Kraft is powerful, having almost reached red.”

“Can you sense her with your Kiryoku?” Lucette asked. “We can’t let her escape after doing this!”

“No, I couldn’t sense her before, and I can’t now. Her level of Kiryoku is higher, so she can mask her aura from me effectively, and she knows how to mask her attacking intent.”

“Can you sense her emotions? Anything?”

“Nothing,” Digby said. “We only have our eyes and ears to rely on.”

…

Kuro Island, Town of Kuroshima.

A large, red tent stood tall in the center of the town square. It was raised high with ropes and wooden stakes, making it larger than any other building in the town that was built with bamboo and thatched roofs.

Inside the tent, a candle flickered in the middle of a circular rock table with a map of the entire island engraved on the table.

In a fur-covered chair, a pink-skinned woman with angry-looking eyes and long purple hair sat, enjoying a fresh cup of rock moon tea.

She enjoyed herself, sitting in the chair that was clearly designed to be used by the highest-ranked members around.

Other chairs around the table were much less ornate and comfortable. It was just rocks shaped like throne chairs.

At that moment, the tent’s flap opened, and a pale-skinned man entered with silver earrings peeking underneath his wild, curly hair.

“Zephyr.” Aria raised her cup of tea and giggled. “I didn’t expect you to arrive second.”

“You are sitting on the King’s seat.” Zephyr said. “No matter how many daughters you are sending in Moriarty’s way, you won’t become queen of anything.”

“I don’t see the King anywhere.” Aria looked around the tent with an ignorant expression. “Do you see?”

“I saw his fleet docked.” Zephyr said with a frown. “Are you saying he didn’t come after all?”

“I don’t see His Highness anywhere, hah.” Aria said with a smirk and took a sip. “I guess His Highness is too busy to grace us with his presence.”

“Has the crimson cloaks arrived yet?” Zephyr asked.

“Crimson Hounds?” Aria smiled and shrugged her shoulders. “I haven’t seen them.”

“Hmm.”

“If that’s all, I’d like to finish my drink alone.”

Zephyr moved his green cloak with elegancy to the side and left the tent.

Aria lowered her cup to the table and gazed out at the air with lost thoughts.

“Daughter, don’t you dare to fail me…”

…

Digby stood on the deck while the waves crashed against the ship. He didn’t seem fazed by the storm that had completely surrounded them.

“Haa…” Morial let out a deep sink and carefully backed off from the railing. “Boss, I think something is wrong.”

“I feel something as well.” Digby said with a frown. “I just don’t know what it is.”

“Should we leave?” Morial suggested.

“We can’t!” Lucette screamed. “We’ll have to kill her first!”

“That’s right!” Valora said. “This is not only about Adam. We’ll be laughing stock of the Gathering if we let this go by!”

While they started to argue, Digby closed his eyes and felt something strange.

‘What’s this? Something deep. Something old. This aura is coming from… under.’

THUMP!

It looked like something exploded underneath the ship, and then it suddenly jumped with a loud noise and flew for a short distance before crashing into the ocean’s rageful waves.

A few holes appeared in the hull, and water started pouring throughout the lower levels.

A tall fin emerged from the water, circling around the ship.

It was pink in color and covered in shimmering scales.

Digby jumped to the railing of the ship and saw the fin emerge and disappear beneath the waves.

“So, that’s your special Magick ability?” Digby said and then shouted to the rest of the crew. “Watch out. She is using Transformation Magick!”

‘Transformation Magick…’ Lucette frowned. ‘The rarest kind of Magick skill. With Transformation Spell Scroll, one can transform into the creature of the scroll.’

At that moment, more of the pink-scaled creature appeared from beneath the waves, making it clear what kind of creature it truly was.

“Great Shark…”

The sharp appeared beneath the waves, but strangely enough, there was a person stuck on its back, her arms stuck in between its scales, held by the shark’s flesh.

It almost looked like Amella’s arms were wrapped around the shark’s molten flesh. Her eyes also seemed unfocused, as the shark’s eyes had turned into her own.

The shark raised its jaws and let out a guttural growl, then took a large bite off the ship’s wooden railing.

Digby jumped over the large shark with a great leap and went straight for Amella’s real body, his sword already heading in her way.

The sword was about to behead her, but then Amella’s body moved like boneless jelly, and she dodged the blade at the last moment.

After his sword missed the target, Digby jumped off the back of the shark while the creature returned to the sea.

‘That’s bad,’ he thought with an ugly expression.

…

Somewhere in the Blind Sea’s Pirate Graveyard.

The waves crashed against the rocks while washing away the destroyed ships and their remains.

While the storm continued to wreak havoc, a wave carried a body onto one of those rocks. The body was that of a young man, drenched in saltwater and seaweed, with a lanky build and a ragged crimson cloak draped around his shoulders.

“Ah…” The young man gave a wreak groan, sounding like he couldn’t breathe properly and then using his dirty fingers, he clawed himself up the rock, just enough for him not to get washed away by those waves again.

Crack…

A single crack sounded.

The young man turned around, lying on his back while facing the rain and the dark clouds.

He made his armor vanish, leaving himself only in his vest and billowy off-white shirt.

After unbuttoning the vest, he pulled out a necklace from beneath his shirt. It had a strange amulet connected to the end of it, and now it cracked wide open.

“Whew…” Adam took a deep breath and held the amulet close to his heart.