Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest - Chapter 1886: Olivia’s Investigations
Chapter 1886: Olivia’s Investigations
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Tokyo Station, 11 PM.
Sharp leather bootsteps echoed through the deserted, abandoned train station. A slender, dignified woman moved with quiet precision, her keen eyes sweeping the area, analyzing every shadow.
At the same moment, her Mana Aura flared outward. Hundreds of Runes materialized, each spawning three distinct Formation Arrays that orbited her protectively while extending her senses to probe the surroundings.
“Looks like you were sent on another lonely mission, huh?”
An old man’s voice broke the heavy silence from behind her. The woman sighed, clicked her tongue, and glanced toward the derelict train.
“Nobody sent me. I volunteered to investigate the Anomaly that’s been active here for days. Several Elders in the Magus Association suspect it ties back to a Spirit summoned during this Holy War.”
“The Holy War only creates more problems than it solves…”
A delicate female voice drifted from the opposite side. The sorceress sighed again, shook her head, and chose to ignore the comment.
“I’m actually quite curious. Field work is always a hassle, but it’s necessary.”
She tilted her gaze upward to the ceiling and narrowed her eyes. A large, garish graffiti sprawled across it—vivid colors depicting several grinning devils clustered around bold letters that spelled “F YOU.”
“How classy,” she muttered with a tired sigh. “Who would bother painting something like this? Japanese people usually have better manners. The station’s only been closed to the public for three days…”
“Could some kids have sneaked in and done it?”
“No. The place is under constant surveillance—Shikigami and Golems guard every entrance outside…” The sorceress scanned the area again and stepped forward. “Well… we’ll find out soon enough, but—”
“Gyeheheh…”
“Fuck you!”
“Hahahah!”
“…?!”
Without warning, three impish voices rang out from above. She snapped her head upward.
The creatures in the graffiti were moving—laughing, writhing, alive.
“What the…?!”
And then, without warning, they all leaped down alongside the letters themselves, enormous, heavy enough to crack the floor upon impact.
RUMBLE!
She barely escaped, activating a preloaded Blinking Spell from her Formation Array Rings. She reappeared safely away from the danger zone just as the entire graffiti sprang to life.
The six imp-like devils now stood in three dimensions, still retaining their bizarre, cartoonish forms.
The letters forming the giant “F YOU” had become towering constructs that lumbered slowly toward her.
“This is… unexpected. They mentioned the station radiated massive amounts of Mana and Spirit Energy, but this? A living paint monster? Have I ever encountered anything like it before?”
“Master, can you handle them?”
“Should we step in?”
“What? Are you implying I can’t deal with a handful of scribbled pests? Don’t insult me!”
She scoffed, voice dripping with disdain.
The graffiti monsters struck.
The six imps—each a different vivid color: red, yellow, blue, green, white, black, and purple—unleashed elemental fury from the stubby horns jutting from their heads.
Fireballs, lightning bolts, ice shards, razor winds, blinding white light, writhing shadows, and corrosive poison rays rained down in a chaotic barrage.
She darted through the station, blinking from spot to spot to evade the onslaught.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
“Hm.”
Her fingers moved with practiced precision, tapping runes across her Formation Array Rings in rapid succession.
“How about a taste of this?”
Her eyes flared with brilliant Mana aura.
“Array Execution: Rapid Fire Mana Blast.”
“Gyeeeeh?!”
The little devils froze in shock as dozens of massive beams of pure, searing Mana erupted from her arrays and obliterated them instantly.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
She kept firing until nothing remained except scattered, oddly shaped little stones.
“Wow, you’re ruthless!”
“Did you have to go that far, master?”
She ignored the irritating voices and strode toward the stones. Only then did she notice the letters she hadn’t targeted materializing at her side.
“They can teleport?!”
BAAAM! BAAAM! BAAAM! BAAAM!
All four letters slammed down on her with crushing force, intent on flattening her completely.
However.
“Don’t underestimate me.”
Her eyes flashed with fierce light. Her Mana Aura erupted, revealing a ten-layered barrier that enveloped her body and shielded her from the onslaught.
“While the Coyett family is renowned for large-scale formations, we mastered compact arrays and personal defenses long ago—portable techniques we can carry anywhere.”
She tapped two runes within her formation, then rotated them swiftly, twisting them into tight spirals.
“Array Execution: Spiral Drill.”
Massive drills burst from her barrier, spearing through the colossal letter monsters one after another. They detonated into stone-like shards, crumbled to dust, and then… mysteriously vanished, dissolving into strange ink that slowly faded into nothingness.
“Hmm, just what is this?” she murmured, kneeling before the remnants and collecting a sample with a magical vial. “A bizarre, living… liquid? Wait—the stones share the same coloration.”
She lifted the stones with gloved hands, observing how each one shimmered with multiple artificial hues of paint.
“They feel like hardened paint solidified into rock… yet they pulse with an extraordinarily rich energy. So dense in Mana and Spirit Energy. How fascinating.”
“What could they be? Are they connected to that heroic spirit you mentioned, Master?”
“There’s no way. What sort of heroic spirit would conjure such bizarre monsters and scatter them across the world at random?”
“No, I can feel it—this was forged using the power of some Legendary Treasure that only you Heroic Spirits possess,” the sorceress explained, rubbing her chin thoughtfully as she slipped the stones into her bag. “I have to bring them to HQ and see what they can extract… For now, let’s head back. I don’t think there are any more monsters out—”
RUMBLE!
Just as she turned to leave, the silent, abandoned train behind her shuddered to life and began rolling forward.
A deep tremor rolled through the station. Its rails warped and sprouted massive insect-like legs; its front split open to reveal a gleaming, bug-like mandible of twisted metal.
“CHOO-CHOO!”
“What the hell is that?!”
She screamed in raw panic and bolted, the colossal train-monster roaring after her, smashing everything in its path as the ceiling cracked and collapsed behind them.
BOOOM!
The sorceress burst out of the station entrance just in time. The monstrous train detonated the doorway in a violent explosion, hurling chunks of rubble in every direction as it scuttled toward her on its grotesque legs.
“Are you kidding me?!”
“Olivia, if I were you, I’d get the hell out of the way.”
“What?! Wait—no, Rider, I can handle this—”
“Enough! I am your Heroic Spirit, and yet you still refuse my protection? You infuriating woman—stand aside and let me handle it!”
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