Arpious of the Planes

"This is how you deal with somebody who uses a ranged weapon or ranged melee weapon. For example, your mother's scythe, a spear, or a large greatsword like this… And the ranged things like a bow are pretty obvious," I explain while ripping my arm from his chest.

He fell to the ground with a loud crash before I held his beating red heart above my mouth.

I extracted it so quickly that even his heart didn't realize it was dead.

After letting the blood trickle down into my mouth, I swallowed most of it before taking a bite out of the heart, causing blood to squirt on my face.

"Ah, what the fuck…." I mutter, wiping the blood from my face and tossing the bland-tasting heart to the side.

"Auntie, I don't think I can do that," Hades hesitantly says as if he knew I'd be disappointed… Which I was because I didn't think my nephew would be so stupid.

"Hey, think for a second before you talk,"

"So mean," Hades says, wiping away non-existent tears from his face.

"*sigh*... I'm a mage… That should be enough," I explained before killing the next powerful presence with a crawler leg that sprouted from behind me.

An assassin, huh? But it's not that strong… Where are the strong ones…

"A-Auntie… Behind you," Hades stutters while pointing behind me.

Suddenly, pressure like that of a dragon appeared behind me. I didn't even notice it, so my initial reaction was to jump back and try to get close to Hades, but as soon as I did that, I felt a firm grip wrap around my ankle before slamming me down into the roof below us.

My insane defense would've prevented a normal attack like this; recovering from my back against the ground would be troublesome, but I wouldn't have taken much damage… But that didn't happen.

The slam managed to destroy the roof below me and send me flying through the various floors which my back received.

"Ack,"

I coughed up a bit of blood before summoning hundreds of crawler legs that sprouted from my body instead of the ground to serve as a shield as a large man, 10 feet in height and wider than a table, came dropping towards me.

His large halberd was strung behind him, his arms like the bow and the halberd as the arrow.

TING

I managed to deflect the first strike, but the second one came faster than before, managing to pierce straight through my thigh, causing me to take a knee.

"ZEHAHAHAHA!" The man laughed, his spiky white hair shielding my face from the sun, which had just hit high noon.

He gripped his glowing white halberd even harder than before. You could hear him physically squeezing it extremely hard, causing the halberd to almost crack and shatter into pieces.

And as he brought it down towards the very center of my face, my hazy eyes shot open, and I stuck out my tongue.

"*sigh*... What a drag,"

[Grand Thread Manipulation]

"URK- WHAT THE! WHAT THE HELL!" The man shouts.

He was stuck in place. No, it wasn't him stuck in place but his halberd that he could budge in the slightest.

Even after he pressed down with both hands, he couldn't press his halberd any farther, so he tried to pull it up… But that didn't work either.

"Come on, dude… You can't brute force your way through everything," I mutter while sitting down on a broken ledge that used to be part of a floor.

The man with spiky white hair was enraged as he clung onto his Halberd mid-air desperately as if it was his most prized possession.

"Or maybe it is?" I mutter while creating a bridge made from thinly woven webs that were harder than most metals and stretchier than slime.

BAM

I summoned a crawler leg that stabbed into the sizeable white halberd, cracking it but not completely breaking it into pieces which I had hoped for.

"STOP!" The man shouts while hundreds of yellow lights appear around him… but before he could send them flying towards me, I cut his head clean off with a few of my threads.

"HUFF HUFF HUFF… Damn, that guy was strong… If I didn't outsmart him, I might've not been able to win," I mutter while glancing at my thigh.

The hole filled in slightly, preventing any more bleeding, but the pain wouldn't go away. Plus, I began to worry that it might scar, so I immediately jumped out of the broken building and landed next to Hades, who watched the entire thing.

I needed to find a healer quickly as their magic can help prevent any scarring.

"When did you plant the strings?" Hades asks as I brush the dust from my blood-stained robes.

"As soon as I felt his presence," I responded before calling over a healer near the rear of the war.

It was an elven woman about my height, and she was dressed in long white robes. She seemed proficient in [Healing Magic] judging from the number of soldiers she saved, so I thought she'd be suitable.

"How did you not freeze up? Plus, that jump looked instinctive. How did you have time to wrap strings around his halberd?" Hades asks as the elven healer heals the wound in my leg completely.

Oh, it's [Grand Healing Magic]... Even better.

"Uhhhhh… Once you get used to or have experienced hundreds of different pressures, you instinctively know what to do or how to react. This is something I've just got the hang of but not mastered…."

"What would've happened if you mastered it?" Hades asks.

"I would've killed him as soon as I felt him sneak up behind me, which is a feat in itself. He wasn't even an assassin which displays how strong the humans here are," I respond.

"That's cool… I want to master that… Wait, so was the jump back instinctive, or were the threads wrapping around the halberd instinctive,"

"Both," I responded after seeing that my leg had fully healed.

There was no hole anymore, but my leg still felt kind of weird. It felt as if a metal rod was stuck in it, and it prevented me from doing complex movements such as bending my knee all the way.

"Please rest," The elven healer suggests, but I ignore her as multiple strong humans appear once again.

They were on par with the guy from before, so I laid out a few threads on the ground, coated in a sticky adhesive that I was able to create just with a thought.

But, I wasn't the one who created this; instead, Yin used it to bind any targets that she needed to torture for information.

"*sigh*... It's going to be a long day," I mutter.

…

(Aika POV)

Corpses littered the narrow streets as if they were pebbles, and the stench that they excreted was so grotesque that I wore a constant grimace on my face.

"SOLDIERS, PRESS FORWARD!" I shout, boosting their morale a bit.

I hadn't fought any strong humans yet. In fact, I haven't even encountered any, but I have definitely sensed some as the clawing feeling of something almost scraping at my neck made my movements slower than they should be.

*snap*

Snapping once, I raised more undead from the ground that came from my undead army. The corpses that littered the ground were reserved when I needed them as they were pretty weak and would only get in the way of my undead monsters.

SWOOSH

A drop of sweat ran down the back of my neck as I felt a blast of wind rush past me… But it wasn't any blast of wind as what came with it was thousands of knives that appeared in front of me.

I had no choice but to duck some of them and receive the rest on my shoulders and back as my movements were too slow for me to block them with my sword.

"Tsk… I thought I could take it out with one hit," I hear a woman's voice ring through the air, but it also lingered like a calm breeze sweeping through long blades of grass.

"You got nervous, didn't you," I heard a man's voice say, but this time it was powerful and booming, utterly different from the woman's voice.

SWOOSH

After standing up, I flexed my back and shoulders, causing the small knives to fall out of my back, leaving holes littering my body, but….

"Why is there no blood?" A woman with long blond hair and beautiful blue eyes mutters.

"An undead… She must be the necromancer we heard about," A man with short blond hair and the same beautiful, almost ocean-like eyes responds.

SHING

I swung my sword up once, causing a blast of black mist to erupt from my blade and threaten to hit the man in the chest.

He managed to dodge it relatively quickly, but he didn't see the other five blades of black mist come from behind him due to his careless attitude.

"ARGHHHHH!" The man shouts after feeling waves of pain assault him.

"B-Brother! Are you alright?" The woman reacted immediately, but when she went to check for wounds, she saw nothing.

"Oh? Brother?" I mutter with my calm expression, slowly warping into that of a sadistic one.

I can use this...