Alchemist In The Apocalypse: Rise Of A Legend!

Chapter 135 Strange Means Of A Rare Grade Job[2]

?Strange means of a rare grade job[2]

[Ace POV],

As the two oil puppets charged toward us, Emma and I slammed our feet on the ground and pushed ourselves backward, creating multiple magic attacks with our respective elements as we further distance ourselves from the oil puppets.

I released and shot the fire spears I had already conjured at the oil puppet that had split from its partner to attack me, not caring that I was about to destroy some people's resting place.

Even with multiple fire spears aimed at it, the oil puppet showed great agility as it dodged each one without being hit as it moved closer to me.

Even after I managed to launch another wave of fire spears at the oil puppet, the situation remained unchanged.

When I saw this, I didn't hesitate and pulled my twin blades from my storage ring, coating them in flames as I charged at the oil puppet that was approaching me.

At this point, when the battle was already heated from the beginning, I didn't have time to focus on Emma, but she clearly did because of the actions she took.

"Light Magic: "Strength Boost"

"Light Magic: "Agility Boost"

As soon as she cast the spells, I felt the effects as my physical abilities increased by a few levels and I became faster.

Seeing this, I became more confident as I directly clashed with the oil puppet, who dodged my attacks when I launched several slashes at it with the twin blades in my hands.

"You're not going anywhere," I slashed again, but the puppet dodged every time.

When I saw this, I knew it was trying to avoid being hit by my flames.

With this in mind, I pumped more mana into the blades in my hands to increase the intensity of the flames as I attempted to attack when I abruptly stopped and rolled on the ground to a different location as a gigantic bird the size of Anna's shadow crow when it transformed landed on the spot I was standing before.

[Rank 1 Oil Puppet Level 26],

A huge eagle stood in front of me, its dark eyes fixed on me.

Although a new enemy had appeared, my attention was diverted elsewhere.

Another type of oil puppet had appeared.

This should be a different variant than the one I'm currently fighting, but I didn't see anything in its name that distinguished the two.

I turned to look at the oil puppeteer and I saw him doing something rather magical, taking advantage of the opportunity to breathe a little while the oil puppets stared at me.

He was currently on his knees, the big brush that had previously been on his back was gone, and the scroll that had previously been rolled up in his hands was now spread out on the ground.

It was big and long, but my attention was drawn to the big brush that had previously been on the back of the oil puppeteer's back and was hovering in the air in front of him.

It was coated in some sort of black aura thingy, with a black think aura at the tip of the brush.

That wasn't even the strange part.

What was strange was that after the oil puppeteer poured a strange black liquid on the scroll, the hovering brush in the air that was coated in a black aura suddenly approached the scroll on the ground and began drawing something on it.

I couldn't see what was being drawn on the scroll, but before the oil puppets who had previously attacked me attacked again, I saw multiple flying figures emerge from the scroll.

It was then that I realized the strange means of a rare grade job, but I didn't have the opportunity to investigate further because the oil puppets attacked me.

Unlike the previous oil puppets I fought, which had human-like characteristics, all of the oil puppets I encountered in this cemetery had black skin and appeared to be solidified liquids.

As I was thinking of this, I dodged an attack directed at me by the eagle oil puppet in the air, who was flinging thrown attacks at me with the tombstones of the graves in the cemetery.

If that wasn't bad enough, the oil puppet that was always avoiding coming into contact with my flames joined the eagle oil puppet and replicated its action by throwing tombstones at me.

I was in a passive state for a while.

When I realized that close combat was not working, I returned to magic, creating several fire spears and arrows around me as well as a fireball in each of my hands and shooting them at the two puppets who were attacking me.

This was the plan until a swarm of black-looking flying creatures appeared in front of me and all stopped my attacks by shielding them with their bodies.

They all had larger bodies than a dog.

Even without the primordial chronicle revealing their names, I recognized the newcomers because I'd seen them before.

These were the figures that emerged from the scroll.

[Oil Puppet Level 15],

[Oil Puppet Level 13],

[Oil Puppet Level 12],

...

[Oil Puppet Level 16],

...

[Oil Puppet Level 14],

'So this is how they're made,' I thought as this power restored my understanding of rare jobs.

The ability to create a large number of unranked and ranked puppets. This is basically a one-man army, and based on what has happened thus far, it appears that the Oil Puppeteer job is more of a support type than one designed for combat, but even so, the ability to create artificial rank 1 beings is powerful.

What could a false rank 1 human like me do in the face of such power?

'How am I supposed to match up with this?'

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