Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

"What is that..." Theodore stared in panic at the ever-rising, dark blue waves, and subconsciously began to cast a spell.

But Lorne interrupted him and pulled him outside.

The moment I saw that pale blue light, some distant, long-forgotten memories surfaced.

More than 20 days ago, I accepted a commission for a product called "phosphorus beetle" from the GG sign in the market area.

Afterwards, I inquired about the relevant information from Nina, but various unexpected events occurred, causing the commission to fall through.

But that doesn't mean Lorne can't recognize them.

Phosphorus beetles are the size of eggs, with deep black shells and flames that carry negative energy. They prefer dark, dry places and feed mainly on sulfur.

Why are phosphorescent beetles, which should live in sulfurous areas, suddenly appearing in the apprentice area...? Could it be Sadiq?

The situation left Lorne no time to think; the swarm had already locked onto its target.

Thud!

Knock knock knock!

At first, there were sporadic impacts as the phosphorescent beetles crashed into the wooden walls, windows, and doors. A few beetles crawled into the room from the windowsill, leaving trails of eerie blue in the air.

Soon, the sounds became more frequent, as if hail was falling outside.

Lorne wanted to push open the door, but when he saw a deep blue expanse outside through the gaps in the wooden planks, he immediately gave up the idea.

'Protection' - Stimulate!

In a very short time, he reacted and took out two 'protection' runes from the moonlight bag and activated them.

A faint shield appeared around Lorne and Theodore.

"Theodore, deal with the phosphorescent beetles that flew into the house. I'll go close the window."

If opening the door only allows beetles to swarm in, he might be able to hold them off, but Theodore will probably end up as nothing but ashes.

A forced breakout was clearly not an option, and staying indoors and being trapped like a turtle in a jar was definitely not going to work either.

They could only hope that the cabin would hold out a little longer, so that the two of them could use magic to blast a passage through the swarm of insects and find an opportunity to break through.

laugh--!

One of the phosphorescent beetles swooped down first, crashing into the shield that Lorne had erected for Theodore.

The beetle's impact was neutralized by the shield, and it was thrown back, but a small patch of eerie blue phosphorescence remained at the point of impact with the shield.

Theodore was casting "Ice Arrow" when he suddenly let out a painful groan, and the pale blue spell runes extending from his arm instantly collapsed.

The ghostly blue phosphorescent light lingered on the shield for a moment before landing on Theodore.

Theodore, clutching his head, struggled to cast a spell.

Ice Arrow

A crystal-clear icy arrow left a white trail in the air and struck a phosphorescent beetle precisely.

The eerie blue flames on the beetle went out, and it fell straight to the ground.

Useless.

The next second, even more beetles rushed forward one after another.

A dozen or so ghostly blue flame flowers bloomed on the shield instantly, quickly connecting to form a large area.

Wind blade!

"Whoosh—"

Several crescent-shaped blades of air shot out with a sharp whooshing sound.

Advanced application of spells: continuous casting!

Wind blades carried the phosphorescent flames resting on the shield into the air, where they drifted and scattered.

While Theodore dealt with the phosphorescent beetles, Lorne unleashed a burst of power for a brief acceleration, propelling him forward against the swarm.

I thought that with the level 1 effect of [Breath of Nature], these phosphorescent flames wouldn't be able to cause much damage.

Unexpectedly, the instant he casually smashed the swarm of insects with his fist, a ghostly blue flame pierced through the shield and adhered to his arm.

While bringing a slight burning sensation, a chilling pain that pierces the soul explodes in the mind.

The sea of ​​consciousness began to fluctuate violently, and the spiritual energy within it began to evaporate.

A single phosphorescent beetle's phosphorescent fire cannot cause much damage, but Lorne's mental sea is no larger than Theo's, and the swarm is incredibly dense, so the accumulated damage is deadly.

Lorne shakily reached out his arm and slammed the window shut.

After forcibly calming his mind, he attempted to condense a spell.

The dense swarm of phosphorescent beetles cannot be touched directly with the palm of the hand, otherwise the eerie blue phosphorescence will directly damage the mental sea.

Lorne felt very uncomfortable having nowhere to use his strength, but at the same time he felt fortunate.

If I had chosen to open the door and walk straight through, I probably would have fainted.

Sparks flew!

About one-tenth of the spiritual energy in the small puddle was drawn away, and bright sparks scattered in the air.

After flying upwards for a short distance, it fell weakly to the ground, carrying several dark beetle corpses with it.

Phosphorus beetles are not very defensive; even a tiny spark can kill them. The main problem is the phosphorus fire on them.

If the appropriate measures are prepared in advance, it is easy to handle. The problem is that Lorne and Theodore were completely unprepared.

Who would have thought that extraordinary beings would suddenly appear in the apprentice area, and in such large numbers at that?

It must have been man-made.

Lorne's little puddle was about to dry up. He had closed the window while enduring the direct damage from the phosphorescent fire, which had nearly burned away half of his mental energy.

Unable to unleash "Spark Splash" a few more times, and with his mental energy exhausted, even rapid impact would be a problem, let alone breaking through with magic.

"Theodore, use spark spray, don't let the sparks land in the same spot." Lorne dodged the phosphorescent beetles scurrying around the room.

The wooden house was already ablaze, billowing thick smoke, but the frantic crashing sounds continued unabated.

The phosphorescent beetle went berserk, ramming against the burning wooden planks in a self-destructive attack, for reasons unknown.

More beetles crawled in through the charred holes burned open by the flames.

Sparks flew!

A massive amount of sparks flew everywhere in the air, dazzlingly bright, like a sky full of stars.

Theodore understood Lorne's meaning and frantically unleashed a series of "Spark Splash" attacks.

One by one, the dead insects, burning with black smoke, fell to the ground and piled up into small heaps.

The dwelling had been completely set ablaze, and the wooden house, resembling a sea of ​​flames, stood out starkly in the dead of night.

Theodore grew increasingly weak, struggling to breathe heavily while coughing violently.

"Crackling sound—"

Pieces of wood burst open, revealing larger cracks that allowed phosphorescent beetles to burrow into the house.

Thick black smoke obscured their vision, but they could still see a ghostly blue flame flashing through the fog as it rushed toward the two of them.

"Lorne, I can't go on." Theodore swayed and collapsed weakly onto the floor.

His physique was not as good as Lorne's, and he could not survive the fire unscathed.

If we don't break through now, we'll miss our chance!

Theodore is no longer able to cast spells properly; the previous plans have changed.

Alarm bells rang in Lorne's mind as he held Theodore back while calmly thinking things through.

The more critical the moment, the less you should panic.

He began to take stock of the items in his moonlight bag that he could actually use.

The items passed by one by one, finally focusing on a small ring.

Got it!

[Boiling Blood], [Fist Bone II] - Bonus!

"Thump—"

Lorne's body was tinged with crimson as he instantly channeled the power of the Triple Strike into his right fist.

The next second, he was airborne.

"boom!"

The charred beams flew into the sky, and the roof of the wooden house was smashed to pieces by Lorne's full force.

The broken plank, still ablaze, fell to the ground, sending sparks flying.

Lorne, leaping through the air like a ferocious beast, had his clothes ablaze, flames clinging to his skin and emitting a burnt smell.

Amidst the raging flames, his face was extremely ferocious.

A tidal wave of eerie blue flames instantly enveloped him—forming a massive, eerie blue fireball in the air.

There was a moment of silence.

Sudden--

An extremely bright pure white burst open in the center of the dark blue fireball.

It swept everything away.

A pure white flame, representing 'holiness,' rose slowly into the sky, illuminating the pitch-black night with unparalleled brightness.