Infinite Mana In The Oasis

“Hahaha!”

Another source of loud laughter echoed in the city hall.

“Lord Bulal has given us a sick gem, this miasma pearl. The lambs are falling unconscious like bugs.”

A demonic ranker spoke up. He was a skinny man who looked to be in his 60s. He had receding hair with a bald patch in the middle. Some of his teeth were missing. And his attire made him look like a homeless person who was on the verge of attacking everyone just because they told him he smelled funny.

The green miasma was supposed to shut off the ranker’s ability to cast spells by interfering with their mana circuits. Then the miasma would affect the central nervous system of those who had inhaled it, making them lose consciousness.

By this point, the miasma had spread all around the city hall. Those who had cast the miasma were only immune to its paralyzing effects and spellcasting prevention. However, they couldn’t overcome the miasma’s other properties. Meaning they also had their vision and mana sense compromised in the environment.

The demonic rankers had executed their plan so well that there was no room for error. That’s why they didn’t think they’d need to be extra careful in the city hall even with poor eyesight and handicapped mana sense.

The miasma was slowly starting to disappear with time. It was vanishing into thin air without spreading further. It was as if the miasma wasn’t something that would get dissipated into the air as its composition was not normal.

“Let’s collect the bodies. We need to…”

Swoosh. Pierce. Thud.

Just now, the demon ranker who was speaking was unable to speak any further. He looked down to find out that his Adam’s apple had been pierced with a silver arrow.

The other demonic rankers who were walking in separate directions found it odd that one of their people just stopped his sentence midway. They all turned back to see his corpse was now laid on the ground, with his neck pierced with an arrow made of the silver-element arrow that was dissipating in the air.

“Who the fu…. Aaaargh!”

Another lady demonic ranker who had donned worn-out armor was shot with an arrow in her ankle. It was the same silver arrow that had claimed a life earlier. As soon as the demonic rankers put themselves on defense, a series of silver arrows appeared from the same direction that the first two came from.

“Don’t get cocky you bastards!”

Jario could feel that there were now multiple rankers in front of him that had somehow managed to survive the miasma. He didn’t know how these Meta rankers had achieved something like this. However, he was assured by his Lord that just one whiff of the miasma by his victims was enough to incapacitate them completely.

Swoosh. Swoosh. Swoosh.

One of the rankers was almost exhausted from casting the long-range spells with silver element arrows. And it paid well for them. Because they had managed to claim two more lives and injured three more demonic rankers with their sneak attack.

Jario didn’t have the luxury of making assumptions after witnessing this sight. His team was suddenly faced with a long-range attack out of the blue when they were least expecting it. So it was his time to step up.

Jario stepped up and cast a spell in front of him. A huge typhoon of fire erupted that changed the direction of the incoming silver arrows, making them miss their mark.

The de facto leader of the current demonic rankers who had entered the city hall couldn’t see who had attacked them or how many rankers had survived. The miasma was still impairing the sense of vision and mana.

But at this point, he knew that the rankers could overcome the effects of the miasma by employing various tactics. First and foremost, they need to strengthen their mana defense layer consciously. The second was to keep the miasma at bay with the use of spells.

This was the reason why miasma attacks worked best when they were used as surprise attacks. Jario couldn’t believe that someone had the power and capability to counter the miasma at a moment’s notice like this.

“Fucking show yourself!”

Jario yelled at the rankers who were on the other side of the still-wearing-out miasma. He also charged his two axes with his fire element mana and told his buddies to prepare for combat.

When the mana miasma almost dissipated, Jario found out that four rankers were standing in front of him with their swords drawn. Now that the miasma was removed, he could also use his mana sense somewhat.

Jario saw that someone was casting a wind element spell to repel the remaining miasma away from their group. This was achieved with a simple 360-degree wind-element repel spell.

Jario could also see the elf with the bow who had cast the long-range spell that had dealt casualty to his side. Then there was a young man with Tachi standing in front of the ranger and the tank, who was maintaining the wind-element spell.

There was another swordswoman beside the Tachi-wielding ranker. She had shoulder-length hair and a playful look on her face.

Jario noticed there was another mana signature coming off from a distance. He was, however, too occupied with his current enemies.

“We wanted to let you have an easy time before you assume your roles as raw ingredients for my Lord’s ritual. But it seems like some blood needs to be spilled even here to make you realize your inevitable fate.”

Jario wasn’t discouraged by the fact that a few rankers had managed to overcome the effects of mana somehow. The number of survivors was still only four or five. Even with his three killed demonic rankers, Jario still held the number advantage.

Eren, who was standing in front of the group with his Tachi drawn, listened to Jario’s words and smirked. When his opponent attempted to buy time to assess the situation, Eren decided to strike first and answer later.

With his free hand, Eren cast his spell and gripped the spell-generated lightning arc firmly. He threw the Solid Spark right at Jario before disappearing from his position.

Solid Spark!