Bacon Macleod

B5 Chapter 510: Unwanted Gold, Finale

Black carapace lay shattered and broken, the final royal guard reduced to a lowly wretch. Ichor weeped from its wounds, as its health desperately tried to recover the damage. Two of its legs had been torn free, and its right scythe had been snapped in two. 

It still fought with single ...

B5 Chapter 509: Unwanted Gold, pt. 6

Deep beneath the earth, Kaius stood in a chamber full of ghostly lilies and faced down his opponent. 

An armored knight, the mantis watched Kaius, waiting for the slightest hint of an opening. It may have been an insectile beast, but there was a shrewd cunning hiding behind its glisten...

B4 Chapter 508: Unwanted Gold, pt. 5

It was a quiet sound, more of a faint wrapping sensation than anything else. Niles stilled, the leather wrapping of his sword hilt squeaking under his grip. Holding his breath, his heart pounded like a thunderclap. It made it hard to tell if it happened again. Had he imagined it?

Another gr...

B4 Chapter 507: Unwanted Gold, pt. 4

Kaius peered into the room. A rounded chamber, fifty long strides or more across. The ceiling was far higher than the rest of the catacombs — though its walls were still filled with the same grave-niches he’d seen all throughout the complex. Pillars encircled the space, propping up the ceilin...

B4 Chapter 506: Unwanted Gold, pt. 3

Deadacre’s catacombs were barren things. The sewers above were labyrinthine, but there was a method to their madness. Ventral waterways cut through the ground beneath like arteries, while smaller capillaries serviced the needs of every lane and tucked away buildings.

The catacombs couldn�...

B4 Chapter 505: Unwanted Gold, pt. 2

Yellow wardlights flickered in the Plucked Hen’s common room. They were well made — mimicked the soft luminance of candle fire in their tone, and a gentle waver. But even quality struggled to hold up to a week of hell. 

Kaius sat at the makeshift round table that had been arranged ...

Slight additions to chapter 461

RR is getting to the Castellan reveal, and I noticed I never actually mentioned how the Castellan identified him through his blood lol. Added a small section, as seen below

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As his friends joined him, the Castellan crouched down once more. Though this time, it kept its hand on it...

B4 Chapter 504: Unwanted Gold, pt. 1

Kaius sat in the common room of the inn that had been chosen as a command centre. Everyone was there, from the city and guild leadership to the elites. Yet another meeting. They’d taken to having them every morning — a stubborn ritual to herald surviving yet another night of the Tyrant’s at...

B4 Chapter 503: Ashen City, Finale

Kaius was more than experienced with the many varied ways in which growing stronger could be unpleasant. 

Refinement was up there, though perhaps a little more tolerable than the years of agony it took to merge Rapid Adaptation, and the sensation of having his entire being mel...

B4 Chapter 502: Ashen City, pt. 2

The devastation Kaius had witnessed at the eastern gate followed him as Kenva led their team further into the city.

Oh, it wasn’t as severe. Most of the structures by the wall had been leveled — leaving little more than rubble and foundations. Blocks away, the buildings still largely st...

B4 Chapter 501: Ashen City, pt. 1 

As the searing heat of Ianmus’s spell faded, Kaius looked down at the corpse of the nightscale as he sucked in heaving breaths.

Ianmus’s voice sounded in his ear.

“Forsaken hells, at least it's dead. We’ll leave you to it — it’s a madhouse up here.”

“Thanks for t...

B4 Chapter 500: Nightscale, Finale

Porkchop roared as the nightscale broke into the open square. Bulwark’s Challenge hit the creature like a physical blow, yanking at its head so it had eyes only for the demon-faced creature of orichalchum that stood sentinel.

Mana whirled through his body, and flesh simm...

B4 Chapter 499: Nightscale, pt. 4

Being chased by a lizard the size of a house had a certain way of hurrying his thinking. 

Bent low over his brother’s gore-splattered back, Kaius did his best to ignore the constant roars just a few strides behind him.

It was just a tad harder to put the intermittent s...

B4 Chapter 498: Nightscale, pt. 3

It was so nice to cut loose; to feel that marrow deep thrill as his world collapsed to just him and his target. 

The nightscale was a vicious creature, no doubt about it. Nothing that large should be able to turn invisible — it was patently ridiculous. Yet now that ...

B4 Chapter 497: Nightscale, pt. 2

Kaius swung for the nightscale’s side with all his might, the burning aura of his Investiture prickling against his skin like a god’s spite made manifest.

Unenhanced, A Father’s Gift was a sublime weapon that had been tempered in godly waters. Backed by his Inves...