Chapter 458
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Chapter 458: Familiar Yet Strange Magic
After getting Sorrel’s confirmation, Jesse looked at the spell given by Zardeth and tried to chant, "Yulaxinga, Bistarent…"
Although there wasn’t a clear gathering of shadow energy after chanting the spell, he quickly felt uneasy, as if there was a desire to release some suppressed emotions.
At the same time, the whole room suddenly darkened for a moment. It wasn’t an illusion. Everyone around noticed this strange phenomenon.
Sorrel said, "Mr. Seso, it’s obvious… your sadness, sorrow, needs comforting from others…"
"I don’t need comforting, I need release, Sorrel. I just need to find a way to release," Jesse looked at Zardeth and said, "So where did it go wrong… this paper doesn’t have the spell gestures recorded on it, have you tried using gestures to guide the Shadow Power?"
Zardeth said, "I tried several gestures, but none of them worked. Whether it’s the Curse of Agony spell gesture or the Unending Breath, you know these two gestures can be slightly modified to channel a lot of Shadow Magic, but these two are completely off."
"This clearly is an offensive magic," Jesse said, "The Unending Breath spell that adds magic empowerment will definitely disrupt the guidance of the shadow power, I think…" At that moment, he remembered a quite unique spell gesture.
It should be said that this can’t be considered unique, but a rather common spell gesture. It’s just that for this large group of warlocks here, such spell gestures have never been attempted before.
That’s Fireball…
He took the Gorefiend magic wand wrapped in elven cloth from the wall, chanting a spell while concentrating the shadow power from Gorefiend’s shadow gem using another hand on it.
Depression… is not a difficult emotion for Jesse to understand. He just has to recall the sight of his mother’s back in the great cathedral of Lordaeron… darn.
This is already very uncomfortable.
The emotions swiftly drew in hungry black Shadow Power, like a half decayed bone falling into water, sniffing out the scent and eagerly swimming towards it. Jesse guided them with a spell to gather on the magic wand as planned.
– Yulasingga, Bistarnet.
Yes, this gesture matches the guidance of the spell perfectly…
Along with the power of shadow, depressive emotions, wrongly released…
If he wasn’t mistaken, this was the Shadow Bolt!
However, he couldn’t guide the shadows completely with the same rough gestures as guiding the Fireball. Comparatively, the shadows needed to be much "gentler", he needed to be more patient, but with the help of the Gorefiend gem, and his experience gathering Shadow Power while guiding The Hand of Gul’dan, following the spell’s guidance, the power of the shadows obediently surrounded the gem, forming a chaotic black mass.
When the black mass gathered to a certain extent, Jesse even felt the shadows beginning to materialize, emitting ghostly echoes, with some faces of unknown monsters trying to break free from within, they moaned and cried in pain, but the sound was unclear, as if echoing from the void.
Ursula always paid attention to Jesse’s expression, looking serious, Jalane Ayrole also looked stunned, as if feeling uneasy because of these sounds, while Zardeth focused on Jesse’s spell casting, probably comparing it to his own.
At that moment, Jesse focused his growing energy into something more tangible, and when he felt ready to release it, he looked towards his target – the lamb.
The Shadow Ball was ready to be thrown at any moment, but Jesse hesitated.
After all, this wasn’t a game, and he didn’t need a target to cast his spell…
Though he felt a strong urge to unleash all his resentment onto the defenseless, innocent life in front of him, destroying its fur, flesh, and bones, turning it into a vile purple mess.
However, he fought against this impulse, managing to control and restrain it, gaining the upper hand over it quickly.
Jesse decisively aimed the Shadow Bolt at the nearby wall, and with a sharp eerie howl, the Shadow Bolt hit the wall, spreading a dark corrosion without a loud explosion, only a creeping decay.
Jesse untied the lamb, picked it up, and took it aside, telling the others, "Move aside, go to the other side of the room… these shadows…"
The others nodded and stepped back, as the Shadow Power slowly dissipated.
Shadow Bolt.
Jesse remembered the day he faced Hogger with Greed in the forest controlled by the Riverpaw, where they encountered the Necromancer.
The spell the enemy cast seemed to be a Shadow Bolt or something similar to it.
Back then, he thought releasing Shadow Bolt must be quite easy magic, since even a Gnoll could do it…
But now looking back, it was a dead Gnoll… the pain, despair, and depression brought by their death and forced resurrection gave these undead creatures a natural affinity for shadow.
And for the living, they must seek out these feelings themselves.
"This is… Shadow Bolt," Zardeth said. "A very powerful and effective form of Shadow Magic, something I have been searching for… In fact, Gakin found this spell a long time ago, Jesse."
He sighed and continued, "We always thought it might be a problem with the spell, or some other deficiencies… We didn’t expect this magic to be so difficult to cast."
Jalane looked at the lamb in Jesse’s arms and said, "You don’t have to rescue it, Jesse, after all, it will end up in the kitchen anyway."
Jesse replied, "On the other hand, I don’t have to kill it either. Shadow Bolt doesn’t need a specific target like Curse of Agony to show its effect. Even if we send it to the kitchen, we can have an extra meal, and it can save Zardeth some money. If we kill it with shadow, we’ll have to deal with the body."
"More importantly, I have always felt that instead of being influenced by emotions, it is more important not to let the shadows control our own wills. If I don’t want to kill this lamb, there is no need to change my mind because of the urge to kill brought by the power of shadows. I can still distinguish between my own will and the will brought by the energy."
"Well said, Jesse," Zardeth agreed.
Jalane also nodded, but Jesse couldn’t help but remember the chaotic night facing Pit Lord Azgath.
When the roar of the soul and the howl of the shadows become so powerful, it’s almost impossible to make him distinguish anymore.
Jesse closed his eyes, freeing himself from the sticky memories, then said, "This is not a very difficult magic, as long as you master the skills. I think the key… lies in guiding the shadows, whether it’s controlling your own emotions or spell gestures."
Zardeth said, "Then let me try the next one."
