Christopher Jackson
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Their defensive Dome blew apart, and sent the Arhat and its strongest minions tumbling, first from the feedback, and then as the wind caught them. The devic guards and their flamboyant, noble metal wings were in particularly bad shape. They were whipped off their feet instantly, haplessly sent spiraling into the sky... but that didn’t get them out of range of my Four of them were out of range of the arcs. They weren’t much relieved about that when Master Fred came whipping down around them out of…-
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Four Rays hit two of the devic guards with their hawk helms and metallic wings. Devic guards were made from the souls of enslaved Powered, installed in powerful bodies and made to serve eternally as warriors, as they couldn’t ascend up the steps of Buddha-hood to being an Arhat, or beyond that to one of the True Sattivas. They had silver skin, golden armor, and unflinching, complete obedience to their Buddhist masters. They did not, however, have the ability to just dodge Rays, so I was pretty sure the…
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“West, Lord Owat. I aim to kill as many of these aliens as I can as fast as I can, and they are helpfully gathering themselves there, I believe.” “Can we be of any help in this?” a burly fellow in enameled white armor and turban spoke up. Maybe a Sikh? “Likely not. Cleaning up the countryside behind me is all I’m expecting you to do.” I looked over them. “You don’t have access to the internet, I see?” “The Buddhists make efforts to cut the cables and towers, among others,” Lord…
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Now, this Arhat was in a metaphysical state of transcendence: unable to harm, unable to be harmed, radiating submission and false holiness and a bunch of other mind-bending crap. Material objects and energy attacks should have simply gone right through it, treated as non-existent and made so by that belief that it was in tune with the universe and it defined reality about it, Unfortunately, E-plumbum doesn’t care about what you think reality is; it’s about as hard and dense and real as reality…
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Burma was a slaughterfest. Predominantly Buddhist in origin, when the Mantra arrived, the Burmese fell hook, line, and sinker. Not converting was a death sentence, and every soul who could be subordinated was leashed to the Nirvanic Enlightenment; everyone there, and every land not in a Shroudzone, was rapidly in direct service to the Buddhists, expanding the Shrines that were their Qi Formations, having more children to make more Buddhists. Orcs and Goblins who popped up were little more than slaves,…
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It looked like one of Master Fred’s Amazons was pursuing the Zen Gunner route, because she was using his Grit non-stop, firing as fast as she could at the undead coming from all directions at her. The undead were dying, of course. A I was surprised to see she was Oriental. Maybe she’d heard too many tales about the American West, or just wished she could use guns instead of bows. Master Fred was probably using the Amazon Pact so she didn’t have to be short, and all Amazons had the same build, so…
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Okay, that raised a lot of eyebrows, as going with an ink-dark bat theme seemed rather edgy, even if they were all glinting silver at the edges, and shining silver Symbols were glowing on them. I blissfully ignored the startled eyes, while Sama sat down on the “Okay, we’re flying overland for sixty miles,” I informed everyone. “That is going to get you all to the nearest area to where Cultivators have been spotted. Some of the native Taiwanese fighters are going to be working with you if you meet…
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Thousands of Buddhists blew apart in truly Holy light, sending ripples of fear and astonishment through the group mind as they got to experience the true condemning Light of Heaven. Rainbow flames of the Chaotic Good Aspect of Heaven blazed from the Buddhist’s skulls as they burned, utterly incensed at the slavery being inflicted on innocents, and vivus naturally was there to feast and finish them off, returning their stolen power to the Land. The senior Buddhists could survive the hit, but it wiped…
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His scarred lips pursed slightly. -But not for a Hellpact.- “I’d rather assumed you don’t want a Pure Hellpact, oddly enough.” The half a smile ghosted across and was gone. -I would love a “The only way to do that would be with a Good soul, of course. As I really don’t think you want to be Consuming a Good person, you’d have to do the logical workaround.” He nodded slowly. -Someone whose soul had been Consumed by a Hungry Kiss or Poison Heart Warlock.- “Correct. Since you didn’t…
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“I’m so, so “Well, that’s the advantage of high Stats, you look at the world differently,” I agreed with her. I couldn’t see the spirits moving through the environment like she could through him, but I could definitely see the slime on my eyes that was the Qi, and all those things up there in the Haze, always following me and what I was doing. “Also, just so you know, he’s got the equivalent of severe brain damage from what was done to him. His emotional range is pretty tight.” She…
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