Re:write The Authors Transmigration
Chapter 186: Way Of The Landers [3]

Chapter 186: Way Of The Landers [3]

Meanwhile

[I didn’t think they’ll be a ton of players on this side of the area. I guess they were placed as a means to activate the power of the Bounty Hunter]

’That’s an easy fix, I’ll just have my trusty golem devour their souls, it’s not like their worth anything. Seriously you don’t know what a person would do if they became separate to cling to their miserable lives. Let’s hope that I don’t stumble on another group, I don’t want to ruin my big encounter with that asshol~’

"Why did you use your allies as a pawn?" Erick asked him a question just when he was about to continue with their journey. He couldn’t brush off the feeling of his character stalling for some time for him to reply to his question. He was rational and knows of the dangers if he made his allies wait so he went and answer his question

"Use...? That’s not the term I would say~"

"Don’t fuck with me you manipulative piece of shit!!! Do you think I don’t know what kind of person you are? I felt a bad omen when I first laid my eyes on you, I kept pulling my punches so I could save my allies... But you... You’re not the type of person who looks like he’ll fit in anywhere he goes, your just an ass hole who’s wearing a disguis~ Bluargh!!!" Morris responded to Erick’s meaningless words by punching him right in the abdomen

He didn’t have the time nor was it the right moment for the two of them to have a normal chat. He picks up his disoriented body and continues on their road to save his allies from the clutches of his character. Along the way, he gave him an answer whilst he rested between his shoulders

"Everything is a tool, the sun is the tool for the plants to grow, and is used to grow and later be eaten by man. Like this example im simply using my allies as a means to get something in my life. The world isn’t sunshine and rainbows, this phase has been used for about a ton of shit and a dozen or so pep talks. Still, im using it since I don’t have a speech prepared for you," Though it was short, he spoke some truth within his words, and as a matter of fact, his allies forced themselves to join

’It was going to be a solo mission with just me and this guy over here, but did you think I’d be that stupid? I’m not the main character for crying out loud, I need all the help that I can take and those that I can manipulate. As clingy and kind of dangerous to stay longer on her side, Esther’s the sharpest tool in my shed. I remember when I haven’t rejected her becoming the heroine of my story, she was the embodiment of the word "badass". Her name wasn’t that hard to remember and her technique was a sight to behold, her belief stand in a neutral perspective, she was supposed to be our little sword saint,’

Inside the northern area where the twelve guardians are faced with the Landers that possess both wits and skill. No matter how much they tried to pressure them into a corner they weren’t successful in the end. Why were they losing? The answer lies in plain sight as the imprisonment inlaid by Silas remains in their area. This field array was sucking every single one in their area that disturbs the regular flow of their mana

[System: Multiple hostile forces have become stronger than ever, due to the use of a forbidden technique. The players that intend to end your life have morphed their shape into appearances similar to their masks. This allowed them to use power beyond the limit of their stats and even use the power of their form]

Before these siblings could ever catch a single break, they found themselves being attacked by a dragon. Silas quickly reacted and grab Esther whos currently suffering from the backlash of her blessing. Her mind wasn’t lost but her body has reached its limit after she forces it to perform without any knowledge of her stamina. Once Silas had retrieved his sword with the assistance of his spirit, he came to block the attack of the dragon

"Silas it’s time for your plans," Sylph gave him the word and the imprisonment began to change in their favor. The gathered mana that was previously being drained of the layers within the imprisoning changer of wind was released. This large amount of mana sickens anyone who hasn’t been exposed to large radiation their mana was emitting. This gave the two of them the upper hand and plan their escape

"Tempestuous arts, Hurricane footwork!!!" Silas quickly takes the initiative and takes his sister out of the vicinity of the large and suffocating waves of mana. He quickly gave her a pill that proved to ease the backlash she gained from overclocking the capabilities of her body. As soon as she took a few pills in his hand, her well-being was no longer threatened and her body was back to its prime

[System: The recovery has taken its effect on the chosen player. Broken bones will be solidified, breathing has been stabilized, and lastly, any open wounds are closed. The player Esther Landers has fully recovered from her loss of stamina]

"You did your best out there... I know that your cake here as a Landers and not as my sister but I can’t allow you to continue. Your body may have fully recovered but that effect only remains if you don’t put a strain on your body as soon as you take the pill. In return for your cooperation, I’ll show you my sword art of your foolish brother," Esther didn’t even try to reason with her brother, she did what she could have done

Her brother was proud of her even though she hasn’t fully shown her growth, as the eldest he was overprotective. But for a family that lives to wield a sword, he became a person that was fueled by his ambitions to protect. He trained her until she became a force that anyone wouldn’t dare to lay a single finger at her body. For the very first time, the two of them have been reunited, he was about to show his technique

[Silas Landers LVL 68

Title: Demonic swordsman, Master of the wind, The lost saint of the sword, Returnee

Current condition: Restricted

Class: Spirit bladesman

Blessing: God of wind

Hp: 118 (-50)

Atk: 120 (- 30)

Spd: 148 (-52)

Def: 130

Mp: 130 (-24)

Chi: 136 (-38)

Stm: 75

unused points: 0

Skills: Swordsmanship (S) Tempestuous arts (A) Murderous intent (A) Spirit summon (C) Household sacred arts (B) Dexterity (A) Wind attribute (C) Mana sensory (A) Original sword art (D) Force nullification (D) Sword ki (A)

Spirit merge (C) Limitless breathing (B) Grace of the wind (S) Heavenly thrust (C) Abyssal power (E)

Overall rating: Though your title has been taken from you as the one and only master of the blade you kept on training. You showed a keen interest in improving your worth instead of wasting your time cursing the ones that betrayed you. Many deities have come from all over the world to see the magnificent sword saint they gossip about five years from now]

[System: The player Silas Landers has activated the skill called [Spirit merge]. An exclusive skill in the Spirit bladesman allows a player to call for the power of the spirit he/she contracted. This will allow them to possess their power and exponentially increase their power from a limited time]

Soon after he activates his skill, Sylph his contracted spirit came to his side and grants him the power she possesses

"Your such a pain as always... But you’re the only player who I get along with, now Silas Landers I’ll grant you my power. You who pledge your life to serve and become the avatar of the god of the wind I who’s but a mere servant will aid you in your journey. Become one with me and grant me your life, in return I’ll see it so that I can grant you your wish, Spirit merge," A large gust of wind builds within his surroundings whilst he commands the wind to protect his sister

Silas was avoiding this very moment wouldn’t occur, however, his sister’s act of courage encourages him to try. He tried to hold the twelve guardians onto his shoulders though he wouldn’t even risk using this particular skill. This time it was different, their atmosphere was silent, and his presence came to have disappeared from their prying eyes. Silas pushes the guardians back with just a swing of his hand that caused a large wind to obey his will

[Silas Landers

Current state: Boreas of the North, One with the four winds, Capabilities are restricted, Weakened]

"If you wish to proceed with your plans, then fight me you despicable scum," He entered a state where he possessed the power of the wind that he currently stands. He points his blade at his enemies as if to taunt them from ever facing him in battle. Silas didn’t intend to hold back his punches even knowing the price that he’ll later have to pay